Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters, they belong to Stephenie Meyer. However, the plot does belong to me, as for it was my idea.

Quote: "There is one pain I often feel, which you will never know. It is caused by the absence of you."

Music: I don't care - Apocalyptica

Chapter Three: Pain

School dragged on longer than usual. I'd managed to get away from a pleading Edward, and when I did, I was called to the Guidance Office. The guidance lady wanted to talk to me about what classes I was going to take after the baby was born, and what I was going to do while I was on a six week leave for post-birth.

While the woman left to go make copies of papers I'd signed, I began to think of what I was going to do. It was impossible to dropout of school at the age of sixteen, and I didn't want to do it, neither, but I didn't want to leave the baby alone everyday because it was my responsibility, but I then I couldn't just let my education go down the drain either, because I needed a good paying job to fully support it.

The thoughts of leaving the baby with another person was terrifying. I didn't have anyone who could take care of it while I was at school, and I defiantly didn't want to leave it at a daycare for thirteen hours a day. Eight hours of school and five of work wasn't going to help me bond with my little baby neither.

Finally after a long conversation, I decided to take all honors classes to gather more credits, which would enable me to graduate early since I had received more than a year's required credits back in Phoenix. Hopefully everything would stay the way I planned it because I didn't want to have any problems with anything later on.

My hand trembled nervously as I waited for Dr. Cullen to call me back for the ultrasound. I turned to take a glance at Jacob, and he looked like he was going to get sick. Maybe because it was the smell of the new furniture and equipment, I didn't know, but what I did know was that the smell was bothering me as well. I hated the smell of doctor's offices and hospitals.

"You alright, Bells? You look, nauseated," Jacob whispered softly. I could tell the poor kid was nervous to be here. It wasn't right to ask him to be here with me; he wasn't the father! But I'd rather have anyone here than him.

I nodded. "It's just the new smell getting to me. I hate it when a place smells like this," I said, absentmindedly rubbing my stomach.

"Oh, okay. How many months did you say you were? I wonder when your going to start showing? I'm gonna start calling you Bella melon," he chuckled.

I giggled, smacking his arm. "Your crazy, Jacob. I just turned two months a couple days ago. I just hope there's nothing wrong with it, because the first ultrasound is usually taken at ten weeks."

He looked at me in amazement. "And when did you become so educated in babies, Bella Swan? I didn't even think you'd have a clue on how to change a diaper!"

"I've read about it, thank you very much. I can't go around not knowing what's going on with me. It isn't like you can be my adviser. You're handicapped, so you can't tell me what pregnancy is like."

He snorted. "Handicapped? I know I can be mental sometimes, but handicap is a little harsh. I just don't have the female organs to be able to produce something to come out of my -"

"Bella Swan?" Dr. Carlisle Cullen interrupted when he opened the door. It was a good thing in a way, I didn't want to hear what word was going to come out of Jacob's mouth.

"Are you coming, Jake?" I asked nervously.

"Sure, sure, of course I am. I want to see the little creature do flips in you! I bet that's going to be awesome!"

"Right this way, then," Dr. Cullen said, showing us the way.

"That creature is my baby, Jacob."

"I know it is. Okay fine, how about creaturella? Because it's all deformed and slimy right now, so you can't actually tell that it's actually a something, or can you?"

"Will you just shut up?" I whispered harshly through closed teeth. I was starting to regret having brought Jacob as my tag along person; he was starting to get on my nerves. "And for your information, the only thing it doesn't have is the thing between it's leg!"

"Ah, so it's a he-she? I wonder how that is going to work out? Not having one or the other, or both? Ew, that would be gross!"

"Shut up already!" I snapped, slapping him hard against the back of his head.

"Thank you, Bella, for silencing your visitor," Dr. Cullen said amusingly. We entered a small dark room, with a patted mattress on a reclining table for me to lay on, and a machine with a large monitor to the left. "Would you please take a seat right here, and undo the button of you pants, please."

I nodded nervously and did as he requested. I laid back against the padded mattress as he laid a sheet over my exposed skin. Jacob had sat down in the chair that was off in the corner, but he pulled it up to the foot of where I was laying, so he'd be able to see as well.

"Okay, Miss Swan. Are you ready to see your child?" Dr. Cullen asked as he squirted a clear blue gel onto my stomach.

"Mhmm.." I whimpered softly. I was so scared I could hardly even look at the screen. When he rolled the instrument across my stomach, I could hear a faint heartbeat in the background and then without caution, the baby appeared onto the screen.

"Well, look at him! He looks very healthy, Bella. He has all the organs he is suppose to have. He seems to be the correct size and weight at this time of the pregnancy as well. You're taking your vitamins, correct?" I merely nodded as he spoke. I still couldn't believe that something so beautiful, even though it wasn't fully formed, was growing inside of me.

"Than I guess that covers it then. Would you like to have pictures of your baby, Bella?"

"I would." He handed me three small pictures and I couldn't help smiling. One was a full body shot, showing it curled up into a tiny ball, the second one was of his developed arms, and the other a shot of both of his feet.

"What did you think, Jacob?" I questioned him curiously.

He leaned back into his chair, shrugging. "It was alright. I thought it was going to be more dramatic, but then again, it's just something barely formed on a screen."

Dr. Cullen laughed. "You sure are a funny kid, you know that son? So, is this the lucky father of the baby, Bella?"

My eyes widened at the question and Jacob's face paled. What kind of question was that? You mean he didn't know who the father was already? I thought Charlie had already spoken to him.

"No, I am," said a voice from the door. I gasped. Edward slowly walked into the room, a deadly glare on his face as he stared at Jacob.

Dr. Cullen's brow rose. "Excuse me, Edward. Now's not the time to converse, I'm with a patient."

"I know that dad, and I'm part of this appointment. The child Bella is carrying is mine. He's my son."

He? I didn't even know what it was going to be yet! "I-I think it's time to go now, Jacob," I said nervously, getting up quickly from the bed. I stumbled dizzily, but Jacob caught me before I had time to fall. I wiped the blue goo off my abdomen and buttoned my pants, pulling my jacket back down.

"Edward, what are you trying to say?" He asked shocked.

"Your not going anywhere, Bella. Jacob, Dad, can you please give us a few minutes? I need to speak with her privately if you'd allow it."

"No, no, Edward, really. Now is not the best time to talk. We can talk some other time," I insisted quickly. I didn't want to talk to him, I was too scared to.

"Certainly son, but I'd like to know what is going on first," Dr. Cullen said.

"If she doesn't want to talk to you Edward, than I assume that you should back off. You've hurt her enough as it is," said Jacob.

"You need to keep your nosy ass out of this, Jacob. You don't know anything, and father I'll be glad to talk with you after I talk with Bella. Now get out!" He demanded. Jacob turned to look at me, and then Jacob and Dr. Cullen both walked out the door. Shit. I didn't want to be alone.

"That was very rude, Edward. That wasn't anyway to speak to them. It's not their fault that I'm pregnant."

He shrugged. "Well they should have left the first time I told them I wanted to talk to you. It isn't like I can catch you anywhere else.."

I scoffed. "You know where I live, Edward. You see me at school everyday. I work at the Newton's store and I work in housekeeping at the hospital on the weekends, so don't tell me you can't ever catch me."

He sighed. "Well yeah, I know that. Even if I was to go to your house, or follow you to work, or stop you in school, it isn't like you'd talk to me."

"That's a possibility, Edward, but you never know. I could have been in a very good mood, and would have loved to talk to you, but right now, I'm in a bitchy mood, and I don't want to talk to you. So if you'd please let me leave, I'd appreciate it. I have a long ride to La Push because I have to drop off Jacob." I stepped in front of him, trying to grab the door's knob, but Edward was blocking it.

"That can be arranged. Alice or my father can take him home and then you will have the rest of the night free to talk to me. Really, we need to talk about the baby."

"About the baby? What about it, Edward? I have nothing to discuss. Yeah, unfortunately it's yours. I will support it, and I don't want any help from you or your family. It was my fault for not keeping my legs closed, so now I'm suffering with the consequences."

"Consequence? So that's what the kid is, a consequence?"

"Consequence is a better name than, mistake, isn't it? Having sex with you was a mistake, but my child will never be."

"Yes, it was a mistake that should have never happened. I'm loosing the girl I love because of it as well."

"Aw, poor thing. Send Rosalie flowers and a tissue saying I'm sorry," I said bitterly.

He rolled his eyes. "See? That's what I mean, Bella. I can't ever talk to you, even if I want to. If it's not because your ignoring me, it's because you have some of the most awful remarks to say, and it doesn't make any sense."

"Ha! Sense? Your not the one who's pregnant and trying to do a gazillion things a day! Your not the one who has to worry about what's going to happen when it's born! About what's going to happen to your education! About when the kid asks where his father is and I have to tell him that he doesn't exist!" I spat.

Edward flinched, and he frowned. I knew the words were cold, but they were true. "I do exist, Bella. It isn't like I've ran off so I don't have to be responsible for him, I'm trying my best to have a civil conversation with you so we can make some kind of arrangements."

I sighed, rubbing my forehead. I was feeling really light headed. "Please, Edward, I'm begging you. Let's just talk about this another day, okay? If you want, you can come to dinner tomorrow and we can talk about it afterward."

He quickly shook his head. "I'm not stepping foot in your house! So Chief Swan can shoot me? I don't think so!" He hissed.

"Well than were not going to talk at all then! If your so scared of getting your balls cut off because you got me pregnant, than we're never going to have this conversation! There isn't even anything to talk about, Edward! I told you everything I was going to do, and I told you I don't need you to be a part of any of it!"

"Damn it, Bella! Can't you understand I want to take care of my child? That I want to be a fucking father, and do every damn THING IN THE WORLD TO JUST BE WITH THE TWO OF YOU?"

All the screaming and the words being shouted in between us had gotten to me, and I collapsed to the floor, crying hysterically, unable to catch my breath. What did he mean he wanted to be with the two of us? He didn't want that, he wanted Rosalie. He'd just made that clear.

"Bella! Bella, Bella, are you okay? What's the matter? Are you hurt? What's wrong?" Edward panicked, kneeling down next to me, rubbing my back to calm me down.

"N-n-no I-I'm n-not f-f-fine.." I said through sobs. My fist was pressed hard against my chest as the sharp breaths I took felt like knives stabbing through my lungs. The room started to spin, I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head, and the only thing I could remember was hearing was Edward's voice screaming for his dad.

I slowly started to wake up from what felt like a very long sleep, and I felt comfortable and refreshed for the first time in a while. I could feel that I was laying on a large, very comfortable bed, and I felt a firm arm laying against my waist, hand on my stomach.

The bright moonlight from the full moon outside shined brightly through the window, into my face, enabling me to see properly. As soon as I regained my vision, I knew where I was, and it was the last place I wanted to be. I turned to look at Edward, and he lay sound asleep, holding me securely, like a kid would it's favorite toy.

A flashback of the earlier event of Edward and I played, and then I gasped, grabbing my stomach. Why did I pass out? Was the baby okay?

I began to panic. I gently, yet urgently, shook Edward awake, and he jumped awake instantly.

"Bella, what's the matter? Are you okay?" He asked.

"No, Edward, I'm not okay! What happened earlier? Is the baby okay? Why am I here and not at home? And why am I in your bed?" I hissed.

"Just calm down a minute and I'll explain." He stretched some, rubbing his eyes. "What happened was that you passed out while we were arguing, and my father said that you had something similar to an anxiety attack, except that it wasn't as bad. The baby is okay, nothing happened to him at all. Your here because Alice called Chief Swan and told him that you were going to stay over tonight, because the both of you were assigned a project to do together and it was due tomorrow."

"Oh, and um.. your in my bed just because I told them to put you in here. I was going to sleep on the couch, I promise, I just ended up coming over here to .. um... hug you because you kept shivering, and I fell asleep. I'm sorry." He frowned.

"Well, what happened to Jacob? I was suppose to take him back to La Push. How did he get home?"

"His girlfriend, Leah Clearwater came after him."

I sighed, taking in all the information that he'd given me. I felt sorry for him in a way, when he said he was just trying to keep me warm, and he had accidentally fallen asleep, but he had the fault in being treated the way I was treating him as well. We stared at each other for the longest time, and finally I just laid back onto the bed, curling up under the covers.

Edward laid back down next to me, except he propped his head up with his hand. "Can we please try discuss what we were talking about earlier, before the whole fiasco, please?" He pleaded.

I rolled my eyes, turning over so my back was facing him. "How many times do I have to tell you, Edward, that there is nothing to talk about? There's nothing, really. At all."

He sighed, frustrated. "Bella, can't you at least understand for a second that I'm trying to do everything I can so I can be in my child's life? I know I'm the one who caused everything, and I'm sorry for causing you so many problems. Just please, hear me out. I can't do it alone, Bella. You have to cooperate as well."

I felt the bed shift and Edward had moved closer to me, so that only inches separated us. I felt his warm lips slowly kiss against my neck, over my shoulder, and a little down my arm. "I'll do anything, Bella, to show you that I'm capable of making the both of you happy. Please, give me one chance."


A/N: I'm very sorry for the long wait. I've had a busy week and my son and I have been sick, so I haven't been anywhere near the computer. I'm going to try to start updating regularly, but I'm not going to promise it because I really don't any of my readers to get mad. The most it should take me from now on is four days to update, because I'm still trying to work on more chapters and work on another story I'm having to start from scratch of 3 chapters that I lost. Oh well, I hope you like the chapter. I love REVIEWS OR PM's, to tell me how you liked the story. If there is any questions, you know how to contact me! Thankers..!
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