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He pulled me around to face him. "What's he do to you Bella?"
"Nothing! Everything is fine, Jake." I tried to sound completely calm but I knew he saw past it. He saw that I was hiding something. But, I couldn't tell him any of it. If he knew what happened he wouldn't be too happy. And who was I to ruin Jacob's happiness?
"Really, Jake. I'm perfectly fine. Now really I should go." I tried to remove his hand from my arm, for a second forgetting his strength.
"Don't try to pull the crap we me, Bella! We both know everything is not fine!" He wasn't quite yelling, but it was coming.
If I don't tell him what happened than who would I tell? No one, I wouldn't be able to tell anybody. So, I figured that this was the only way, tell Jacob and then face the consequences.
"Take a walk with me?" I asked. It's not like I could tell him right here in front of the pack. Though they would know at some point, this was private.
"Yeah." He voice was quieter, not yet completely unnerved.
He was tense as we walked down to the beach. Far enough away so no one would hear. Today had been.......not so good. I was proud of myself though, I hadn't broken down in hysteric crying. That was a start, right? Maybe this wouldn't be so hard. I had Jacob. I placed my hand on my stomach, and a mr. no name here. Maybe this would be a completely less horrible repeat of last time. Maybe since I've been through part of this before it would get easier. Maybe.
I stopped walking suddenly. I felt the strangest feeling in my stomach. He was kicking! Wow, it's been what? A week tops and the baby was alright kicking. It didn't hurt or anything it actually felt sort of good. He stopped next to me and grabbed my hand to pull me over to sit down on a peice of driftwood. I scooted up beside him and leaned against his arm. He brought it up to bring it around my shoulders and pull me closer. I felt the tears brim on the edge of my eyes, threatening to fall over.
"Bella," His voice was anxious. "Your killing me here. What did he do?"
"What did he do? Why couldn't it of been my fault! Why does everything have to be Edward's fault!" I was shouting now.
"Becuase usually it is!" He retorted.
"Well this time it's not! This is all my fault!" I took a few deep breaths to cool down. "I pushed him to hard." I whispered.
I felt my baby starting to kick again. A little harder this time. And instead of saying the words to tell Jacob. I grabbed his hand and moved it to my stomach. And he felt it. His eyes went wide and became unfocused. I think he started to hyperventilate. His breaths got short and fast.
"Jacob. Jacob!" I starred to wave my hand in front of his face.
"You...your pregnant?" He whispered. His hand still laid on my stomach,but he slowly lifted it.
I nodded and the tears that I tried so hard to conceal fell down my face.
"How did this happen? I mean I know how it happened but it's not even possible." He was staring at my torso while he talked.
"Apparently it is. I shouldn't have done that. At the wedding, you were right." I sniffed.
"Bella it will be fine. You'll be a great mom and I'm sure Edward won't mess the thing up to much." He chuckled, nervously.
I didn't laugh. He didn't even know the worst thing. But I couldn't tell him that just yet. Not because I wouldn't be able to handle the gloating, I mean this is what Jacob has told me would happen. But, because if I told him, I'd be confirming it. Right now, I was pretending nothing changed. Yes, I was pregnant but nothing else was different. And as I stood up to walk back to my truck I thought to myself that, it's worse than last time. Last time there was no commitment. Last time I wasn't pregnant.