A/N: I am very impressed with myself. I wrote, and I wrote, and I wrote, and I managed to finish this chapter for everyone. I hope that this makes up for me failing to update last month.

Now, the second half of this chapter is going to seem very familiar, and I am going to explain things at the end. I don't want to ruin it.

WARNING! This chapter has M rated content. If you are uncomfortable with that, either skip the italic sections or don't read it at all. I don't want people flaming me since I gave a clear warning.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, but I do own this story that I am writing.

Chapter 6: Consequences pt. II

The next week of school went by rather uneventfully. Everything basically went back to normal, aside from Edward occasionally trying to get me to say more than two words to him. I almost broke a few times and started to talk to him, but that wasn't going to help my stress levels go down.

My period still hadn't shown up, which was really starting to freak me out. I starting looking things up on the internet relating to my condition, and most of them were things that I had. Missed period, morning sickness, fatigue, cravings … but I still didn't feel like it could be possible.

It was now January 23rd, one month since I had been with Edward. It has also been over two weeks since I should have started my period. I couldn't delay getting a confirmation to what was going on with my body any longer.

Unfortunately for me, it was a Tuesday, so I had to attend school before I could go out and buy a test. I don't think that's an acceptable reason to miss a day of school.

I felt as if I was on auto-pilot as I drove to school that morning, as well as during my history class. I walked into English with the same, monotone movements which was more than enough to grab Edward's attention. Of course, lately he's always been noticing when I've been entering this classroom.

"Bella, are you alright?" he asked me. I nodded, avoiding his gaze. One look into those eyes would be enough to tell him everything. And there was no point in involving Edward if I wasn't even sure yet.

I heard him sigh in defeat, and then our teacher began class for the day. I couldn't bother to pay her any attention, no matter how hard I tried to concentrate. All I could think about was what I was planning on doing after school today, and how much my life would change from one little result …

It just couldn't be positive. Everything would turn completely upside-down.

English class was dismissed some time later, and I walked slowly to third period, trying to ignore Edward calling my name behind me. It was working until he decided to grab my hand before I had a chance to enter my classroom.

"Bella," he pressed, forcing me to turn around. I focused on his feet so I wouldn't have to see his expression. "What is going on with you today?"

"I'm just really stressed out," I mumbled, trying weakly to free my hand. The humming of electricity between us was too much for me to handle right now.

I knew my answer didn't satisfy him, especially since his grip on my hand became even tighter. "Are you sure that's it?" he asked gently, "You seem like a completely different person today," he added softly.

He moved his hand from mine to use it to push my chin up to look at him. One look into his deep jade eyes was enough to convince me to tell him. He just looked so … worried, I suppose, and I wanted to explain to him what was going on, what I had to do after school, what could possible change our lives forever …

But no, I wasn't going to do that to him. I didn't want to get him worked up for something that may be nothing. "Yeah, I'm sure," I replied softly.

I saw Edward's shoulder's slump slightly, and he released my face, the electricity leaving. "Well … alright. But … if something was wrong … you could always talk to me, even though I know you probably wouldn't want to."

His statement confused me. I honestly didn't think the Edward would be that concerned about me. It was hard to digest that he might actually care about me despite the way he had been acting the past few years. "Okay … thank you." I managed to give him a small, polite smile before rushing into the classroom.

My next classes went by fairly quickly considering I wasn't paying much attention, and before I knew it, it was time for lunch. Before I went to sit at my usual table, I put my things down and took a quick trip to the bathroom.

Such a simple act changed my whole outlook on the day, because I noticed the smallest amount of blood that made me feel relieved. I sighed in relief, finishing in the bathroom quickly so I could ideally enjoy the rest of my day. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders, all because I didn't have to go buy a test after school, and I could put this whole thing with Edward behind me at last.

I felt like I was floating as I went to buy my lunch, which was unusual because of how clumsy I tended to be, but it was a nice feeling compared to the dread I had been bearing all morning. Of course I wasn't completely sure that I had gotten my period, since I wasn't cramping or anything else, but what else could it possibly be? Maybe it would just be different this month since I had been so late. I honestly didn't care as long as the possibility of pregnancy was gone.

It was obvious to Jake that I was in a much better mood than I had been lately, and he had decided to use that to his advantage. He sat right next to me, giving me no personal space, and draped his arm over my shoulders. "So Bells, what are you doing this weekend?"

I shrugged, trying to push his arm off of me. "Probably just homework. Why?"

"Well, do you think you could free up a few hours on Saturday so I can take you out?" he asked, trying to be smooth. Here we go again. I was beginning to wonder how long it was going to take until he tried to ask me out again.

"Jake," I began, shifting my body so I could face him, "I have told you this many, many times. I think of you like a friend, or even a little brother, and I'm not interested in dating you. But if you wanted to hang out just as friends, then yes, I can free up some time," I explained.

He smirked at me, scooting away slowly. "Whatever you say Bella."

I rolled my eyes at him but I couldn't help but smile. Jacob was so sweet, and it almost mad me sad that I couldn't see him as more than just a friend. Of course I would never want to ruin our relationship, so it was probably for the better.

My afternoon was going smoothly, so much better than my morning went. Now it was time for biology class, and then the school day would be over. I arrived in the room before Edward did, so I was free to organize myself before he got there. I was pretty sure that today we were preparing for a lab, and just as I had began to look for my lab book, I heard his voice:

"You sure look happier now," Edward commented.

He sat down beside me, and after I found my lab book I looked up at him. He was smiling at me, and his eyes seemed brighter than they did earlier. I doubt it was just because I was happier, though.

"I am," I replied, "I don't have nearly as much to stress out about as I thought I did." My answer was honest, but I just wasn't telling him everything.

"That's good," Edward commented, giving me a small smile. "I don't like it when you're upset …" he added softly. I wasn't sure that I was supposed to hear that, so I didn't respond.

After my short conversation with Edward, class began, and it was fairly uninteresting. At least in this class I could pay more attention than I had been all day. Every once in a while, I would feel eyes on me, and glance over at Edward just in time to see him look back down at his notes. Either he was staring at me or it was just a coincidence. I don't know why he would be staring, though.

The last bell of the day rang just as the teacher was finishing up our notes, so I wasn't out of the classroom before Edward could approach me. While I was starting to feel better about the situation, I don't think that I was ready to have a friendship with him yet. But still, he ended up walking with me towards my locker.

"So … uh … Bella … do you have any plans this weekend?" he asked, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans. His question shocked me, and I stopped in the middle of the hall. It sounded like he was asking me out on a … date.

"Um … well … I might hang out with my friend Jacob this weekend, but … other than that, no. Why do you ask?" We started to walk again, and it took him a few seconds before he spoke up again.

"I was wondering … maybe you wanted to do something? With me?" Edward started to rub the back of his neck, which really bothered me. So he was asking me out, otherwise he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

"Edward," I began, "I … I think it's too soon for that. I'm still a little afraid to just talk to you, let alone go out with you," I explained earnestly. We were at my locker now, so I started to gather my things that I was taking home with me tonight.

"Well we could just do something as friends," he provided. I sighed as I shut my locker door, then I started to put my arms through my coat sleeves. Edward started to reach forward as if to help me, but then pulled back, which I appreciated. Maybe one day we could work things out, as long as he gave me the space I needed.

"Not so soon Edward. Maybe in a few weeks or something, but right now …" I paused, looking down at my feet. "I'm still afraid that you're going to hurt me again," I confessed.

"Bella …" Edward gently pushed my chin up so he could look into my eyes, and I nearly melted at the look he was giving me. He looked so sincere, so understanding, so passionate. "I should have never hurt you in the first place, and I would never try to hurt you again."

At that moment, it felt like we were the only two people left in the entire school. His forest green eyes gazed into my brown ones, and in that second, it felt like everything was okay, and nothing bad had ever happened between us. Edward must have felt something too, because suddenly his eyes fluttered shut and he started to lean down towards my face.

I wanted to be okay with him kissing me, but I inhaled sharply and put distance between us. "Um … I'll see you tomorrow, Edward." His eyes opened when I spoke, and he almost seemed disappointed.

"Yeah … see you then," he replied, giving me one last look before walking out of the school.

I felt mentally exhausted from that conversation I just had with Edward, but it wasn't as bad as it would have been a few weeks ago. It was nice to know that I was finally moving on, even if it wasn't as fast as Edward wanted me to.

When I got home, I remembered that I had been bleeding earlier, so I went up to the bathroom to check again. I looked, but there was nothing other than a few red spots. My heart dropped into my stomach for two reasons: one, because that meant that I probably wasn't getting my period, and two, because that was another symptom.

I went straight to my room to lie down because I was afraid that I would pass out. It was almost four o'clock now, so I didn't have time to go get a test. But it would be okay for me to wait one more week, since I was supposed to have another period near the end of January. My cycle had always been on a very strict twenty-eight day schedule, and if I didn't get the next one, then I would buy a test.

The rest of the week flew by, the days ticking away like minutes. When the next Monday, the twenty-ninth, came around, I was supposed to start, but nothing happened. I was really scared now, and I repeated last Tuesday all over again, but without the spotting before lunch. I was on edge all day, which caused Edward to voice his concern again. I ignored it though, even after biology, when I nearly ran out of the building to get to the convenience store.

Right after school was the best time to go to the store, because no one else was in there. That meant that no one would suspect anything, even the cashier. I took a single pregnancy test, since I didn't figure I would need more than one, and I went to check out.

"Bella Swan, is your mother expecting another baby?" the cashier asked. She was a woman in her mid-forties or fifties, but I could not remember her name. If only she was wearing a name tag.

"She isn't sure, so she wanted me to pick this up for her first," I lied, holding up the bag she gave me. "But don't go around telling everyone. She doesn't want the word to get out if she isn't."

"I won't, dear. Have a nice day!"

I nodded before slipping out the door. I felt like I was about to cry. In about fifteen minutes, my entire life could change forever. I wasn't ready for that to happen, especially with Edward. We weren't on civil terms yet, so how was I even going to tell him if I am?

As I drove home, the memories of that night started to creep into my mind; the night where this all began. I tried to push them from my head, as that wasn't what I needed right now. I was okay when I wasn't thinking about it, but as soon as it started … my facade fell apart.

Soon I was home, and I tried to unlock the door quickly which caused my keys to fall on the ground. I let a curse slip out of my mouth as my trembling hands tried to pick up the keys again. When I got the door unlocked, I slammed the door shut on accident and tripped my way up to the bathroom, double-checking that the door was locked behind me.

Things weren't supposed to happen this way. This was never how I imagined my situation. I shouldn't be alone right now – he should be right outside my bathroom, pacing nervously back and forth. My tears right now taste like fear, regret, disappointment – anything that isn't related to happiness, like it should be. My hands are shaking; the only way I can tell is by the nervous crackling of the plastic bag in my hand. A broken sob escapes my throat, and the next thing I know I'm sobbing hysterically while curled up into fetal position on the cool tile.

I've been crying like this a lot lately, whenever I think about that night, so these sounds don't frighten me like they did at first. I was used to them, but to anyone else, they would think that I was dying. Maybe I was, not physically, but right now it sure felt like everything on the inside was slowly deteriorating. That night started out so fantastic, and I thought that it was going to escalate into one of the best of my life. I gave up on fighting the memories and let them seep into my mind.

His face turned a light red and he seemed to be battling a conflict inside of his head. "Bella, I … um … I … these past few years have been some of the worst of my life, and … I … I think it's because I miss you. So much."

I froze, trying to absorb what he had just confessed to me. My hand was still resting on his, and I suddenly became very well-aware of our physical contact. Edward missed me? A small amount of hope swelled in my heart, and maybe things could go back to normal between us. Or maybe I could have him in every way I wanted him, which was a lot more than just my friend. I couldn't help but wonder if Edward felt what I did right now as our hands were so innocently connected. It was a strong tingling sensation that radiated through my body, and it only got stronger as I thought that he could feel the same …

"Bella?"

I realized that I haven't responded to his words yet, and I blushed more at that thought. My face would be in a permanent state of crimson by the end of the night. "Sorry Edward, I zoned out. I … I really miss you too, but … what does that mean for us?" I asked. That would probably be the best way for me to get some of the answers I needed.

A brilliant smile lit up his face for a few seconds before it slightly died down. "Well, I … don't really know to be honest. I never thought that you would actually miss me too," Oh Edward, if only you knew, "But … I know that you really mean a lot to me, even after all of this time," he confessed, becoming less embarrassed and more confident.

I smiled softly at him, trying my best to keep my face a normal color. "You mean a lot to me too," I told him, looking down at our hands.

He slowly twisted his hand around, and our fingers wrapped themselves around each other. My heart swelled with pride, and I decided to meet Edward's eyes again. His face was beaming, and it made me smile too. This felt like a dream, and I hoped that I would never wake up. As long as Edward wasn't planning on breaking my heart again, then this was better than anything that I could ask for.

- - -

"A huge blizzard decided to hit right after we got here, Bella, and the roads are closed until at least tomorrow afternoon! So we get to spend the night here!" my mom explained.

I briefly let my thoughts wonder to a naughtier side that involved Edward and his room, but I quickly let those thoughts aside. "That should be fun," I said casually, while I was just as excited as her on the inside.

"I know, I'm so excited! Now come on you two, Alice's cookies are finished, and we have to arrange our sleeping arrangements!" Renee bounded out of the room, with he and I trailing behind her.

"Bella," I turned to face Edward, "If you don't mind I'd like to spend more time with you later tonight," he told me. I swear there was a small amount of seductive in his tone.

"I would like that too," I replied.

He was everything that I could ask for in a man. He was a gentlemen in every way, always looking to do everything for his lady before worrying about his own needs. I know that was most likely his intention all along, but I also wanted to believe that he enjoyed hurting me. The second option would make so much more sense, because if he knew the first thing about me then he would know that I couldn't be happy without him.

I thought that I would be able to trust him of all people with my body. Well, I did in the moment. I'll admit it – I love him, and I still do even though I couldn't have him like I wanted to. And I really thought that he felt the same way about me, especially when things started to get more intimate between us …

I took a few steady breaths for good measure, and I reached out to take Edward's hand in my own. He looked up at me with confusion, but his face changed to the one from when I entered when I led him to his bed. His eyes met my own, so I was hoping that my facial expression was one similar to his own.

"Edward, I … I'm not very good at this - " I was silenced by his finger against my lips, and he put his other hand on my cheek. I let out whatever air was leftover in my lungs as his face slowly came closer to mine.

"Bella," he whispered, and I still loved how he said my name, "As long as it's you then it will be perfection," he assured. Then he closed the gap between our lips.

Kissing Edward was something that I never thought I would get to experience. But as soon as our lips connected, something awoke in me, telling me that somehow this was always meant to happen. I felt like I was flying as our mouths moved together in perfect rhythm, and I never wanted to come back down. New confidence started to flow through my veins so my hands left my sides and started to comb through his hair. It felt silkier than I had imagined, but surely nowhere near greasy. I heard him moan against my lips and he pulled me down so we could lay on his bed.

I would be perfectly happy spending the rest of the night just kissing and touching Edward's hair and face as he stroked my own hair or cheek, but when one of his hands traced my back down to my waist, other ideas coursed through my mind …

- - -

… I heard him fumbling in his nightstand, looking for something, and I knew he had found it when I heard the crinkling sound of the wrapper. He tore open the package quickly and slid the condom down his harden length, and my stomach trembled with nerves and excitement.

He rolled over, and landed so he was on top of me and resting in the middle of my legs. His clean hand ran through my hair while he leaned down to kiss my forehead. "Bella, are you sure you want this?" he asked, his deep green eyes staring into mine.

I nodded, pulled his face to mine, and kissed him once. "Yes. I haven't been more sure of anything," I assured.

Edward smiled, gave me one more tender kiss, then guided his arousal to my opening …

- - -

… Edward made one last thrust, crying out my name before I felt him spasm inside of me and collapse, still inside of me. He wrapped his arms around me, keeping me close, and I hugged him back.

He slipped out at last, and had to let go of me to remove his condom and throw it in the trash. I used the time to push his covers down and go under them, pulling the blankets to my chest. Edward returned as fast as possible and he pulled me to his body again. I could stay in his embrace like this for the rest of my life, but I wasn't finished with him just yet.

"Edward, can I ask you for something?"

"Of course honey," he replied, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "What is it?"

"Um … well … this night was fantastic, but … to be honest … uh … I always imagined that I would have my first time naturally, if you know what I mean …"

"Oh … so you mean without a -"

I blushed, snuggling into his chest so he couldn't see my face. "Um, yeah. I just always thought that it would feel a lot better, but if you don't want to then that's okay ..." I trailed off, too embarrassed to continue.

The next thing I knew Edward was on top of me, his erection pressed into my thigh. "I want to make you happy, Bella," he explained …

- - -

I heard Edward groan, a sound full of pleasure and frustration, and he pulled out and rubbed himself until he ejaculated a few seconds later on my thigh, letting out a shaky sign of relief.

"That was really close, but that was fantastic," he whispered.

It hurt so much to think about that night, yet it was something I just couldn't get out of my mind. I tried so hard to not think about it, but it just wasn't worth all of the effort anymore.

I remembered the contents of the bag I was holding. I needed to do this – I needed a confirmation to my suspicions. I took a deep, shaky breath and pulled out the box, leaving the bag on the floor. I pulled out the contents and read the directions, even though I had a pretty good idea of what I needed to do.

After the test, I needed to wait for a few minutes to get the results. I knew that this would be the longest five minutes of my life, and the result was going to change it forever. I set the alarm on my cell phone to alert me when it was time.

The tears started streaming once again, and I wished that he could be here holding me right now. I needed him to comfort me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. But no – he wasn't here, and he probably wouldn't come even if I asked him to. I didn't want to remember how the night ended but it is probably the hardest part to forget …

"Bella … did we mess up by doing this? I mean, sweetie, I just got you back hours ago, and I don't want to lose you again by taking things too fast ..."

I didn't know what to say to that. Maybe we did mess up tonight, as nice as it was. Edward thought that he was going to lose me by moving too fast, so maybe I shouldn't tell him what I was going to. Maybe we should just be friends for a while, even if it did hurt me. I just wanted what is best for him though, because his happiness is more important than mine …

"Edward … I … I don't know. This night was amazing, but do you think we should backtrack and just be friends for now?"

He stopped moving his hand, keeping it intertwined in my hair, and didn't respond right away. "I … I think that would be for the best."

I felt my heart shatter, and I fought the tears building in my eyes. "O-okay ..." I whispered. I started to get up, but I felt his hand close around my wrist.

"Bella, wait. Let's just have tonight, please. Don't leave." Edward's voice broke on his last word, and that was enough. The part of me that always wanted to please him crawled back into bed with him.

My phone started beeping impatiently, and my heart stopped beating. I stood up and grabbed the test and instructions from beside the sink. There was a bright red plus sign beaming at me, and I didn't need the paper to know what that meant. I checked anyway, and I found out that what I didn't want to be true was. I gasped as my hand found its way to my lower stomach and I fell back to the floor, the crying starting up again.

"Oh Edward … I really need you right now … why did you have to leave me?"

A/N: ... And there we go. We have come full circle with the prologue.

I'll admit that I basically copied and pasted the prologue, but I did add some things and change some things. I may or may not add these changes to the actual prologue, but we'll see.

I do hope that you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try to get Chapter 7 out before I hit the two month mark again. I'm really enjoying this story.

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