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:"If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities.."

Music:Pathetica - Panda

Chapter Four: Unlucky

A week later

Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. Couldn't it do anything else here than rain? The streets had already flooded over five inches, and it's height was supposed to grow five more before the weekend ended.

I sat in a porch swing that we had on the back patio, curled under my favorite blanket, watching the rain pour from the dark gray sky. Saturdays used to be my favorite days of the week. No school, having parties, being able to hang out with friends, but things change once you get knocked up, like everyone tends to say these days.

I had my worn Withering Heights book in hand, reading it for the eleventh time. I had other books that I'd bought in Port Angeles the first week back in Forks, but I hadn't touched any of them. The book tended to bring back some memories of the past few months, due to the hatred I'd been feeling lately. My thoughts drifted off to a week ago, to the night I had stayed with Edward.

I could remember everything that was said. We'd talked for hours. We'd began in his room, and then we'd gotten up to get me a snack, and ended up sitting outside at the river's edge as we ate and talked.

My back had been up against one of the trees, my legs crossed Indian style as he sat in front of me. His arms around his legs, and his chin resting on his knees. I could remember seeing the curiosity and pain in his eyes, and it made me just want to spill out my heart to him, to tell him everything I felt, but my heart was locked, and it couldn't be opened.

"The pictures of the .. baby, is it okay if I make copies of them? I mean, if you'd allow me? I am the father, you know.." He stuttered.

I nodded. "Yes, you may have copies of the pictures," I'd said with a sigh.

"So, how are you going to support it?" He asked me.

I shrugged. "With the money I make through both of my jobs; that's the only way I can. My family doesn't have a lot of money, Edward. You should know that."

"No, no, not financially. I told you I'd support it money wise, myself. I mean, how are you going to balance school and taking care of it? Have you already made arrangements?"

I shook my head. "As to who is going to take care of it, no I have not. I don't have a mother here to help me, and all my friends are the same age as me, so I'll probably just put it in daycare. The due date's in December so I'll have winter break plus six weeks to stay home with it. I assume that later in the pregnancy I'll plan something out."

He nodded. "You know that Esme, my mother, could always watch it for you, us, until you're able to graduate. You are supposed to be graduating this year instead of the year after, aren't you?"

"Yeah, I am. I don't know though; your mom works Edward, and it's not their responsibility to take care of my child that I'm incapable of caring for while I continue my education."

He scoffed. "My mom would be happier to take care of a child then to work, and she'd do it without any charge. She loves children. Just after she had Alice she couldn't have anymore, or we'd be the like the Brady bunch," he joked.

I laughed. It felt weird to do so. I was happy that we were slowly being able to communicate without fighting every second. "Yeah, I don't know though. I'll have to think about it. I would not let her do it for free, though. I'd pay her every two weeks, since that's when I get paid."

"Well, there is still quite a while left, so we can discuss it later. I'm going to have to find a way to be able to talk to you without there being problems with Rosalie," he said with a sigh.

I nodded, and remembered frowning when he'd turned to look away. Even though I knew that he loved her, and that she was the one that belonged to him, it still hurt. I'd never been anything except a long term friend to him. Why was I trying to expect that he'd leave her for me? I wasn't really expecting it, but it was a wish that I really did want to come true.

"Maybe, you can tell her that the only reason we talk is to discuss about the baby. It isn't like anything else is happening, like that night," even though I wish it was, in a way, I thought to myself. I dreamed almost every night of the night we had our one night of unforgettable passion.

"She's not really the person to understand something like that. Her mother is trying to get her to dump me since I cheated on her with you. I don't know what I'm going to do if she does listen to her. You know how it hurts, when you can't be with the person you love?"

Ha, ironic. I gave a silent laugh and nodded. "Yeah, I know exactly how it feels," I said with a frown. Was he so blind that he couldn't realize that I basically had the words 'I Need You' flashing on my forehead, or was it that he couldn't read English?

"But how would you know? You've never even really had a boyfriend?"

"Well, Edward. You wouldn't really be the one to know who the feelings were for anyway. Your not in contact with my love life," I joked. I lied, of course. He was the only person in my love fantasies that haunted my dreams and nightmares.

"Ah, yeah. I wouldn't really want to know neither, I'd probably start getting jealous."

Ah, ha! A new subject to talk about. "Jealous, eh? Why would that be? You already have the woman you love, why be jealous for another that's nothing to you."

He blushed. First time I'd ever seen his cheeks redden. "You are carrying my blood, Bella, and even though what we had was a one night thing, it's not that easy to forget it."

Hmph, who would know? "Well then. Looks like I'm not the only one who hasn't forgotten about it. I think that makes about forty now, because half of our year at school doesn't want me to forget the night that I slept with the famous Edward Cullen!"

He laughed. "What, are you saying you regret it?" He then turned serious.

I stared at him hard for a moment. "You must have a malfunctioning artery in your brain because you sure in the hell cannot tell when someone likes and regrets something. What I had with you was a life changing experience in sooooo many ways. We both should know that."

He nodded. "I do know that, and I understand it perfectly. Due to one night of being drunk, I almost lost my girlfriend, I had sex with my best friend and then almost fell for her, and then a month and a half later I find out that that friend I did it with was going to have my child; that I was going to be the father of a child I wasn't even going to be able to support. Did you really think I've never thought about it?"

I had decided not to say anything else about that night again, so I told him that it was best for us to go to bed, because we did have school the next morning, even though we ended up not going. He'd given me his bed since I'd suggested that it wasn't right for him to sleep with me, so he ended up sleeping on the black leather couch that sat against the wall. He didn't really listen though, because the next morning when I woke up, he was at my side once again, his hand in the same position it'd been whenever I'd woken the first time.

The vibration from my cell phone pulled me from my thoughts, and a light flashed stating that I had a new text message. I pressed a button to open it, and it was from Alice.

"Get off yer arse, matey, were going to eat! Meet me at your dad's station, so you can tell him we're going to Port Angeles, and that your staying with me tonight. Don't forget to pack spandex so you can walk, preggos!"

I couldn't help but laughing at her crazy message, but I did as she said, except the spandex part. I got up from off the swing, folding the blanket and laying it back where it'd been before I sat down, and ran upstairs to pack. Just the sound of leaving the house for one night motivated me. I'd been here so long I could probably tell you how many dishes and silverware we had in numbers.

I grabbed a small red duffel bag from inside my closet that I hardly used, and packed it with my bathroom necessities and my clothes. I'd just packed a pair of jean capris and a T-shirt to wear tomorrow, and a pair of my favorite sweats and a tank top to sleep in. After everything was packed quick and neatly, I put the duffel bag on my shoulder, grabbed my wallet and my keys off the desk, and walked out to my truck.

I tossed everything onto the other side of the turck and cranked the engine. I turned on the heat, waiting for the cab to get toasty warm, and when it did, I pulled out of the driveway, and accelerated quickly to get to the station as fast as the ancient piece of metal would allow me. The rain pounded against the truck's windshield, and I prayed for the wipers to not stop working. I'd been having problems with them for the past few weeks, and I hadn't able to fix because I was waiting on my next pay check.

It took me ten minutes to get to Charlie's work due to the heavy ran, and when I pulled in, Alice's black Mercedes was parked beside Charlie's cruiser. She jumped quickly out of her car when I pulled up beside her, a red umbrella in hand, and came over to my side of the truck, opening the door.

"Charlie said that you could stay at my house tonight. You just have to be home tomorrow night by nine though because we've got school Monday. Hurry, I have seats reserved at the restaurant, and I don't want to loose them!"

"Who's all going to eat?" I asked as I grabbed my things from the passenger seat, locking both of the doors. I got out quickly and walked under the umbrella to the passenger side of her car. She took my things from me, tossing them in the back seat, and before I knew it, she was already in the car, putting on her seat belt.

"You, me, Jasper, Edward, and Rosalie. Don't get mad or anything, but your going to have to talk to her one day Bella, even if a fight brews. You know I'll beat her ass if she even dares to lay a finger on you."

I felt my face pale. I hadn't talked to Rosalie since before what happened between Edward and me, and I didn't want to talk to her. We'd never been the greatest friends. She talked about me and I talked about her. It was really just a mutual friendship since I was Edward's friend and she was his girlfriend.

"You just had to do it, didn't you, Alice? You know that I don't like her, and I definitely have nothing to say to her about the baby."

"I know that, Bella, but you need to step up and show her that you don't regret what you had with Edward. She thinks that both of you regret it, and that the kid is a hopeless mistake. You know how snobby she is, she thinks that you're not going to be able to support it, and that your going to run to Edward for everything, and she's going to make sure he doesn't help you the slightest bit. Do you really want someone to think that way of your child?" Alice asked as she drove.

Hopeless mistake? So that's what she thought of her boyfriend's child? "Let the bitch think what she wants, but I promise you when we get there, I'm going to put her in her place. I'm tired of every body's bullshit. It's no ones business except for mine and Edward's."

"You do have a point. Have you two figured out what your going to do? Edward hardly talks to me anymore. He's always off alone. He's either working as an assistant with my dad or in his room. Rosalie is usually the one to come to the house, he doesn't look for her anymore. I don't know what's going on with him lately."

I sighed. I hated the fact that something was bothering Edward. He wasn't one to sulk around, and have people worry about him.

"Do you have any idea what's bothering him?" I questioned curiously.

"Are you blind, Bella? It's actually pretty obvious."

"I must be, because I don't have any idea what could be bothering him."

Alice rolled her eyes. "It's pretty obvious that he's confused. I mean, it warmed the cockles of his heart the night you stayed at the house and you guys stayed up talking. Rosalie has to look for him, he's constantly asking my dad things about what every week is like in a pregnancy, as if he'd have experience. Can't you see the slightest bit of confusion in what I'm telling you?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I guess. I don't see why he would be confused though. I mean, he has everything he wants."

She shook her head. "You know Bella, I really don't think he does."

Our conversation ended at that, and I rested my head against the window as I awaited our destination. I was glad that I'd dressed up today, because if I hadn't, I'd been in trouble. It was rare to see me dressed nice. I wore a pair of black dress pants, a collared white shirt with a black vest that buttoned around the bust, and a pair of boots on my feet.

I felt a grudge pull at my stomach at the thought of Rosalie being there. Knowing her, she was going to be shining like a newly polished diamond as she always did, with her gold jewelry, hand in hand with the man I was only able to have in my dreams. Just the thought of them together made me nauseated, but I'd have to surpass it soon enough. Edward would never be mine, nor would I be his.

Twenty minutes passed, and then we were pulling into the restaurants parking lot. It was a Mexican Restaurant called Santos Gracia that we use to visit frequently. We pulled into an empty space closet to the door and to my right was Edward's Volvo beside us. The good thing about where we were was that it wasn't raining. I knew that would be the only plus I'd have for the rest of the night.

"Ready, Bella?" Alice asked softly as she turned off the car.

"Not really," I muttered.

"You'll be okay."

We both got out of the car, and she took my arm in hers, walking side by side into the restaurant. When the doors opened, three figures stood from where they were sitting, and came to us. Edward, Jasper, and Rosalie approached us, each lined straight in front of us.

"Thanks for coming, Bella. It's nice to see you," Jasper said politely, giving me a hug. "Don't worry, he has her tamed for now," he whispered in my ear before he pulled away, winking as he did.

"Right," I thought.

"Well look who it is, the star of the party. How's the fetus, Bella?" Rosalie chirped.

"Edward's child is doing wonderful, Rose, thank you for asking. It's nice to see you too, Edward," I said with a smile. Rosalie's face hardened, trying to think of a comeback I supposed, and Edward frowned. Simply frowned and extended his free hand.

"Nice to see you as well," he said, as I shook it. I could feel sparks shoot through me as I shook his hand, and I quickly pulled away.

"Well, shall we be seated then?" Alice said aloud. I could hear the nervousness in her voice. I knew that she was worrying about what could happen between Rosalie and me. Well, that was her fault for inviting her.

"Let's get it this done, Alice. The faster I'm away from this hormonal cow here, the better," Rosalie said stiffly.

"Hormones are better than having a corn cob stuck up my ass," I said harshly.

A/N:I'm a couple days late on updating, sorry. I had in mind for the next chapter to be in Edward's POV, but I'm going to wait until chapter 5 to do that, since I already have a plot sat out. I know this chapter was short, but I wanted to separate the dinner to keep you hungry for more, hehe. I know my grammar is not perfect, and I may switch from first to third person sometimes and I'm sorry, but hey, at least I'm trying my best..! Next chapter should be up in four days, hopefully, the most five. I'm sick right now and so is my son, so I may get it done quicker if we both rest alot..! REVIEWS, PM'S, and FLAMES are apprecaited. Thanks..!
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