I got enough reviews. Still thinking about quiting this story. But descided one more chappy won't hurt. Now, me noe owne Twilighte, ite belonge toe Stephenie Meyere. Okay I didn't do Charlies reaction to the news cause I wanted ya'll to use your IMAGINATION. Big fete for some, but pease try. Bella sounds sorta OOC. sorry.
BPOV
The pack had excepted me, not killed me. They wanted me to be family, to have Jake. He had led me into the kitchen when the others had done the whol congratulations thing that happens when you give big news to people.
"Why in the world did you think I would leave you? Not that having a kid changes our love, I hope." Jake said to me, disapproval coloring his tone.
"I thought you, a 16 year old boy, no man I corrected myself at the look he gave me would want to have to deal with a child. I thought about not telling you at all, and when you did figure out saying I picked up some guy when I went to Port Angeles by myself a few weeks ago. I didn't know if you, or Charlie would buy it. I also thought about going with Mike," at this he gave me this pissed-off, sad look that melted my heart, "and saying it was his. Was that such a bad thing, not to want to burden you with the troubles I caused. If I had just stayed zombie I would have never caused you this trouble. Do you think you can handle being a father at 17?" I asked him incredulously. No way was I prepared for his answer.
"Are you?" He asked me in a tone that showed mockery. I was stunned, he had made fun of a serious question. I was mad.
"You, you. I try to ask the most important question of your life and you mock me. Well, excuse me for trying to make your future a little easier. Don't worry about me, it doesn't matter what I can handle at 17. I caused this thing inside me," for affect I pointed to my lower stomach. "I was worried about hom much you can handle at 17." With that I stormed out of the kitchen and through the living room, where the rest of the pack was. Sam took one look at my face and at Jacob, following closly behind me, his face stricken and laughed. I rounded on him, my face set in a stubborn line, an angry glint in my eyes.
"You're laughing. I am going to kill you someday for this. Shut up," I said as the other guys started laughing at me, "If you don't believe me fine. But I will then, you will have nothing to laugh at." I walked over to them at slapped each across the face hard as I could, I even slapped Jake. Before I turned to leave I walked back to Jake.
"Love you." I said in a sickly sweet voice, and kissed him on the cheek I had slapped. "And if you ever laugh at me again, I will hit more than just your faces." I told them all, pointedly looking down. They all looked at me scared. "Night boys." I told them in that sickly sweet voice as I turned to go to my room. But as I turned toward the stairs a figure stood at its mouth, and it was growling almost too soft to hear. It took a step toward me and grabbed my wrist. It pulled me toward it in one swift motion, hugging me closely. It was a hug I knew well. They leaned toward my ear and whispered in a voice I knew too well, a voice I had yearned for, a voice that made my head turn and my heart speed up.
"Missed you, Bells. Love ya." Edwrad told me. I froze afraid to breathe because the hole might come back, and in a split second we were out the door and flying down the street at a speed I had missed. I looked back and saw the pack about half a mile back, but gaining on us.
Dude I'm NOT stopping this story, there may even be a sequal! YAH! I like this story too much to quit, the name is staying because that's the story. Even if ya'll don't like it. No Offense to anyone. Please Review, if you've read this whole story and not reviewed just once then shame on YOU. Please R&R.