Chapter Two

A/N: Hey, guys. I don't have a plan for how often I'm going to update this story, but I'm writing a chapter a day. It's rated M for language and future lemons. Please read and review and feel free to share ideas for ways you guys would like to see this story go. This chapter is a little shorter than how most of them will go. It's a filler but it's pretty important.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want to, Bella. You know you can say no at any time," Edward murmured softly against my neck.

I couldn't resist bucking my hips into his and he moaned, sucking gently.

"You know I wouldn't do anything I wasn't ready to do. We've been together for almost a year, Edward. I want this," I reassured him.

He pulled away from my neck and looked at me with so much love it took my breath away.

"I love you, Bella. And I'm not just saying that to get into your pants."

I chuckled and smacked him lightly in the chest.

"Enough small talk, Edward. Let's get to the fun part."

Our first time together was like a lot of the stories you hear. It was clumsy and awkward but still fun. And over time we got better as we learned what we each liked and what the other person liked.

We get a fair amount of alone time between both of our parent's crazy schedules. Carlisle was known for working anytime they needed him at the hospital and Esme was out of town a lot for her interior design career. With Charlie being the chief of police he sometimes had to leave at strange hours as well.

Before we had ever started having sex my mom convinced my dad I needed to go on some form of birth control. That was one of the most awkward conversations I've ever taken part of.

"Charlie, turn the computer more towards Bella. I can't see her."

He turned the computer and returned to his seat, the red already starting to creep up his neck.

"Hey, mom. What's so important you had to Skype?" I asked.

"I'm so glad you asked, honey. I think it's time you get on some form of birth control and your dad wanted me to talk to you about it."

Now I could understand why dad was starting to blush so much. It didn't take long for the heat to creep onto my cheeks.

"I'll be back in a few minutes," I told my dad before grabbing the laptop and running upstairs to my room. This conversation would be much easier without my dad listening.

"Your dad should be part of this," mom said once I finally got myself situated on my bed.

"No, he doesn't. Now get to talking before I hang up on you," I retorted.

She chuckled and picked an invisible piece of lint off her shirt.

"I know you and Edward have been together for a few months now. Maybe you'll break up but it's always possible that the two of you will stay together for a while. And you're a teenager and hormones are raging-."

"I'm going to stop you right there, mom. We haven't even had sex," I interrupted.

She paused and just looked at me for a few seconds, probably trying to decide what she was going to say.

"But you two might decide to take that step. While I'd rather you waited until you got married, or at least turned eighteen, I also know it's something that's out of my control. But getting you on the pill is within my control and I'm insisting on it."

We talked for a few more minutes about anything besides the birth control, and she said she had to get to bed. We hung up and my dad made an appointment to meet with a gynecologist the next day. I was on the pill by the end of the week.

Looking back, I was so grateful that my mom suggested getting on the pill when I did. Not even a year later we had decided we were ready for the next step and we were young and stupid. There were times we didn't use condoms but having the extra protection of the birth control made it not as scary. But all of that got thrown out of the window.

"Hey, dad, I'm home!" I called once I walked in the door.

"Hi, Bells. There's pizza in the fridge if you're hungry," he called back from the living room.

I drank a glass of water before kissing him on the top of the head and sitting on the couch.

"Oh, watching one of the super fascinating games, eh?"

He smiled and turned the volume down.

"Of course. You know how much I love these boring sports. I'm going fishing with Billy tomorrow if you want to come."

I wrinkled my nose and he laughed. As much as I enjoyed cooking up the fish that the two of them caught, I had zero interest in partaking in catching the fish.

"I'm going to head upstairs and finish my homework so I can have the weekend free," I said after mindlessly watching the game for a few minutes.

He nodded in response and I made my way upstairs. After putting on my most comfortable pair of pajamas, I read the back of the pregnancy test box. It suggested waiting to take it in the morning, so I hid it under the sink next to my tampons. There's no way Charlie would think of looking there, just mentioning periods was enough to make him queasy.

I did what little amount of homework and tried to go to bed, but didn't get much sleep with so much on my mind. If I am pregnant, what are we going to do? I've always been in support of women having access to abortions, but there was no way I could get one.

Adoption is always an option, but I couldn't fathom someone else raising my child for me. I did turn eighteen a couple of months ago, but that's still too young to have a kid of my own.

"You're telling me that you're stupid enough to get knocked up? Are you fucking kidding me?!" Edward yelled.

I flinched at his tone. He had never yelled at me before and seeing this side of him was terrifying.

"I didn't mean for it to happen, Edward! It just did but now we have to face the consequences."

He sneered and looked at me in disgust.

"There's no 'we' in this, Bella. I have my whole life ahead of me and I'm not wasting it on some whore. Maybe you should have learned to close your legs earlier," he said menacingly.

I felt the tears start to flow and I reached out to him.

"You can't do this, Edward. This baby was made out of love, even if it was an accident. You can't just leave your kid," I pleaded.

He knocked my hand away and started to walk away.

"You got yourself into this mess and I'm not sticking around. I have more important things to worry about."

I tried chasing after him but I could only run in place. He walked further and further away before I couldn't see him at all.

I sat straight up in bed with sweat pouring. It had been a long time since I had a nightmare. I got up and washed my face, staring at my reflection.

I look tired. Bags under my eyes and I could swear I had gained a little bit of weight around the face. I sighed and glanced at the clock on my nightstand. It was four in the morning; Charlie would already be gone. So, I grabbed the test and did my business, setting it on the sink while I waited for the longest minute of my life.

Once the clock changed I held my breath and picked up the test. There was a little plus sign and my heart leaped into my throat. Since it's Saturday I couldn't make an appointment to get a confirmation from my gynecologist.

I sat on the edge of the bed and just stared at the little plus that's about to change my life.