A.N – Hey thanks to everyone who added this story or reviewed; I was jumping up and down in excitement at them all! As you can tell this is my first ever fanfic so constructive criticism is much appreciated! Feel free to send in reviews of your prediction of where the stories going… I have a few tricks up my sleeve of what's planned! Happy reading!
I gasped in shock as I felt my blood turn to ice as my hands shook. Everything was silenced by the sound of my heart pounding in my chest. I stared at the ceiling trying to silence the tears threatening to spill. My head rushed with to many emotions for me to feel at once. I tried a trick Jasper had once mentioned and tried to mentally bottle them up in the back of my mind and deal with each emotion one at a time.
Taking a deep breath I steadied my hands and tried to think rationally.
"It's ok Bella you must have just read it wrong that's all" I braced myself for the worst as I looked down at the white stick clutched in one hand, my eyes darted from it to the instructions I had crumpled in my other hand and back again as my heart sped up again. The tiny pink cross looked back at me mockingly I imagined it laughing at me with glee screaming out.
"Positive…positive…positive…your PREGNANT!! What's you boyfriend going to say about this?" It yelled out at me and burst into another fit of derisive laughter.
"Shut up!" I screamed throwing the test against the wall with such force there was a small indentation left in the wall as it fell to the ground. All the emotions I had bottled up came out in one big rush as I doubled over in pain. I couldn't fight them off again; collapsing on the floor I curled up in a ball as my tears flowed freely and blackness consumed me.
I was awoken by someone knocking at the door forcefully, my head spun as I tried to focus on the words they was saying.
"Bella, Bella are you in there? Hello, Bella, please it's Edward. What are you doing in there, it's been hours!?" Edwards's voice was loud and worried as he continued to call out to me.
I looked up to the door, it was only now that I realised that somewhere between coming into the bathroom and the knocking on the door I had ended up lying on the cold tiled floor curled up in a tight ball. My face was wet and puffy; I had been crying.
Rewinding my memory I tried to remember what had happened but there was just a blank spot. I shook my head, I felt hazy and tired as I focused on the door and tried hopelessly to steady my voice.
"I – I'm alright Edward, I'm just-" My efforts were useless as my voice wobbled and broke off mid sentence; the effort filled my eyes again with tears though I didn't know why; I obviously hadn't finished crying yet. I heard the door handle jiggle as Edward tried to enter, I knew he was being polite and could open the locked door without a second thought.
"Bella, I know you're not ok, what's wrong?" He paused, waiting for an answer but when one didn't come he asked more gently "Bella, honey, please, may I come in?"
I paused to process this, my mind was working at half the speed, did it really matter what I said? He would come in regardless to comfort me… because he loved me. I knew for a fact however he wouldn't feel that way if he found out what had happened and the reason why I was acting so oddly.
"Bella? Bella please answer?" Edwards urgent voice shot me back into the present again, the door handle didn't sound like it could take much more. I looked around in panic at the bathroom, the white stick was thrown to one side as if in an angry rage the instructions sheet was torn to shreds around me; the bathroom was going to give me away; no wonder Edward was worried it must have sounded like I was having a fit up here! There was no time though to think about what had happened I had to hide the evidence.
"Just a sec!" I called out, all shakiness gone from my voice as I called out a little too fast and loud as I rushed to grab everything and shove them into the plastic bag again.
"Bella what are you doing?" His voice had a hint of suspicion in it as he tried the door again as if thinking that it had miraculously opened between tries. I looked down at the plastic bags contents and my stomach churned over as my memory came flooding back; the plus – positive, laughing in my head… I suddenly felt sick and scrambled on all fours to the toilet throwing up my dinner and lunch tears streaming down my face.
Edward didn't need any more of a reason as the door came flying open and a felt him kneeling next to me as I continued to vomit. He looked around panicked, he didn't know what to do, he put his arms around my shoulders cooing softly as I continued.