A/N: Ok guys heres the deal: Story #1 and #3 are tied for first place. (Sorry for everyone that liked story # 2! I'm not forgetting that story, just storing it away for a later day.) So I wrote the first chapter for each story.
So Part One is go to the poll on my page and pick which one you think should win (poll should be up and working, if not reviews will work).
Part Two is, picking a title. Write in a review what you think should be the title of the story you think should win. I'll pick the winning title.
Just alittle side note before you start reading. These are rough copies!- I have a beta picked out (hey darlin!), but I figured I'd put this up before I go home with my boyfriend later tonight and don't have access to my laptop's documents. So anyways, these are a little rough and choppy, but they will change, become longer and get cleaned up before I start the actually story.
Oh and for everyone that thinks I might forget about my other stories, I won't I swear! The next chapter of 'Miserable' is in my Beta's hands, and I'm half way through with the new chapter of '24'. But I only have two weeks of classes left then a week of finals then my graduation, so I'll be a little busy, but I can handle!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything twilight , or any quotes/lines/ plots of The Secret Life of the American Teenager.
Story # 1
Some how my truck made it home. I don't remember leaving school, I don't remember going to band practice, I don't remember going to or leaving the local pharmacy.
Yet some how I ended up here, in the drive way to my house. I watched as my mom cleaned the kitchen, her brow forming lines as if she was worried.
If only she know. I finally shut off my truck, and opened the door. I reached across the seat grabbing for my French horn. My French horn that was hiding something very valuable to me. Something that could change my future. I slammed my door in frustration and my way into the house.
"Hey sweetie. I'm happy you're home I was getting worried! I was afraid you marched off a cliff. Your dad got called down to the station and Emmett is out with Rosalie." Her face going from a frown to a smile.
I wanted to have a huge sigh of relief. No one was in the house but Renee and I, meaning I could have a little privacy to take care of my little problem.
"You know, I wish that band director of yours wouldn't hold such long band practices. I just don't see how much fun it is for you, marching with a French horn in your arms, and you aren't even going anywhere, just circles!" She chuckled at the end which just irritated me. I didn't know if it was the stress or the hormones.
"Mom! We could go to state championships this year!" I tried to sound joking, but I don't think I came off that way.
"Really?! State championships wow! I made eggplant parmesan for dinner, want me to heat some up sweetie?" She asked.
I wanted to say no, I just wanted to run upstairs, take the stupid pregnancy test, and prove to myself that I was worrying over nothing. But I had to play it cool. I always ate after band practice, specially since I haven't eaten since lunch.
"Sure Mom. I'm just going to run my stuff up to my room and clean up. I'll be back down in a couple minutes." I darted out of the room before she could respond.
I quickly scampered up the stairs, and into the tiny bathroom conjoined to my bedroom. I opened my French horn case, pulling out the brown paper bag that held my little secret. I pulled out the bag, ripping into it to get to the pregnancy test.
"Remember Bella positive thoughts. Your period is just late. What happened at band camp… it meant nothing. Its forgotten. He doesn't remember and neither do I." I told my reflection.
But it did mean something. To me at least. And I couldn't forgot it. I sighed pulling out the two First Response pregnancy test. I ripped off the top of the box, yanking out the test and direction. Pee on the stick. Easy enough. Wait three minutes, one line not pregnant. Two lines….your life has just ended.
Come on one line! I thought as I squatted and tried not to pee on my hand. I recapped the pregnancy test and placed it on the back of the toilet. I had to do something to keep myself busy, to keep from worrying and going into a panic attack. What if I saw two lines?
"Your dinners almost ready honey." Renee called up the steps. "You know Bella, I could call up the school and complain about these practices running so late, if you want. By the time you get home you barely have time to eat and do your school work, let alone have a little fun. You're only young once, you should be having a little fun."
If only Renee know how much I was having. If only she knew that one night of fun got me into this situation. Held up in my bathroom waiting my fate. What would I do if I was pregnant? My parents would kill me, and I'm sure Emmett would kill him.
I felt my face grow hot just at the thought of him. I couldn't stop replaying that night in my head. The way he expressed his feelings about me, how he wanted it to be perfect, how he held me afterwards and sang into my ear. It was perfect, for me anyways. After that night though, we barely talked. One or two words here or there, but that was it. I felt like a fool, thinking that, that night meant anything to him.
I sighed looking down at my watch. The three minutes was up.
Remember Bella positive thoughts. It's just a scare. No one gets pregnant on their first time. I chanted into my head over and over again. The more I chanted the more I believed it.
I took a deep breath and looked down, to see two pink lines looking back at me.
"Bella sweetie, what's taking you so long up there? The microwave has been flashing 'End' for the last three minutes! " Renee shouted up the stairs.
My life was now equivalent to eggplant parmesan.
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I dragged my sorry ass into school today, feeling like the biggest failure. Upon entrance I felt like all eyes were on me, as if people know that secret I was hiding. I briskly walked to my locker, only to pass him walking hand in hand with a girl. She was playing with the drum sticks hanging out of his back pocket, as he whispered into her strawberry blonde hair. I felt tears prick at my eyes as he walked past me, not even noticing me. I could do this, couldn't I? Walk past him and not care, or at least make it seem like I don't care.
No I couldn't do that, because I did care. If I didn't care about him, I wouldn't of wasted my first time on him. I felt my blood start to boil, as I flung open my locker door, roughly shoving my books inside and tossing my beloved French horn on the floor.
"Bella! Bella!" I heard Alice scream, running down the hall wall. Surprisingly Rosalie was hot on her heels. I thought she would too busy sucking face with my brother in a broom closet. Ok bitter, just the hormones talking.
"Guess who we just saw!" Alice whispered, jumping up and down.
"Who?" I said, lazily, not even looking away from my locker.
"Mr. Mathews the new guidance counselor. He's single and hot!" She squealed.
"Why does it matter Alice, you've been dating Jasper for like three years now. You two are practically married. Which is creepy because you're seventeen and he's eighteen and you act like you're both thirty." I sounded bitter in my own ears. Calm down Bella.
"What's your problem Ms. Moody, somebody's about to get their period. What you have something more important going on in your life then a hot teacher?" Rose finally joined the conversation.
Great, how could I not tell my two best friends that I was pregnant. I didn't even tell them I had sex. I mean it wasn't that big of deal was it? Rose and Alice both already have had sex, even though their and my parents think they are so innocent.
I started to pick at the binder that magically appeared in my hands, I didn't even remember picking it up. I looked around making sure no one was paying attention to us. " I had sex." I whispered, knowing they could hear me.
They both just stared at my with bulging eyes.
"With who? When?! Details!" Alice smiled from ear to ear. She loved this girlie talk stuff.
"Oh my God, Isabella Swan isn't a virgin anymore? So what'd you think? Who's the guy, I didn't even know you were dating anyone." Rosalie said.
I looked down the hall, to see him talking to his new girlfriend, girl toy, I don't even know. I quickly averted my eyes away, so Rose and Alice wouldn't notice.
"It was a one time thing at band camp with some kid from another school, ok? It wasn't even good. It lasted for like five minutes and I didn't even have time to… do anything before he finished. It wasn't like you sick perverts talked about. All romantic and angels singing. Which by the way Rose I still can't look at Emmett the same way." Ok so I was lying, it wasn't good, it was amazing, it was what I wanted it to be, it was with who I wanted it to be.
"Well I for one, am hurt that you didn't tell us sooner, I mean I told you the first time Jazzy and I…"
"Ew Alice stop, that's my brother that you are talking about."
"Yeah cause Bella never gets sick of listening to you talk about Emmy bear." Alice said in a mocking voice, looking over at Rose.
Alice then turned back to me and continued, "I'll forgive you this time. But why are you telling us now, here at school."
I glanced down at the floor, then back up at them then my stomach. I was hoping they'd catch on, so I wouldn't have to say it out loud. They did.
"No fuckin way!" Rose shouted, getting a couple stares from students walking by. They both stepped in closer to me. "You can't be pregnant! Bella please tell me, that you're just bloated or something and you thought you were pregnant so you took a test and it was negative." Rose was becoming frantic, taking deep breaths. Why was she freaking? I'm the one having a stupid baby.
"Bella, does the kid from band camp know? I mean you know who he is right, so you can call him or something?" Alice sounded concerned. She was always looking out for me.
I glanced up the hall way again, noticing him talking to some new girl. "Of course I know who he is, but he doesn't know. And yes I'm sure I'm pregnant I did a test last night-" I was cut off my the bell ringing.
"That's the second bell I have to get to class." I slammed my locker shut and picked up my French horn, and tried shoving past them. Rose blocked my way.
"We can't just go to class Bella! We have to get more pregnancy test."
"I'm already in enough trouble Rose, I can't add petty detention onto it." I shoved past them. This conversation could wait.
I quickly walked down the hall to the band room to drop off my horn. That's when I saw him standing in there, gently tapping his drum sticks against a counter. He was alone and looking way too sexy then any guy should. I felt weak in my knees. I tried to make a quick and silent entry when I tripped over a case sitting on the floor. As I automatically reached forward to recollect myself, knocking a bunch of cases over.
I saw his head snap up as his tapping stopped.
"Hey you." His velvet voice said. Crap I was spotted. He marched over to me, standing a foot in front of me.
"You're Bella, right?" Ouch that hurt. I lost my virginity to him and was now having his child, and he couldn't even remember my name. I tried not to look too hurt.
It must not of worked, because he said, " I'm just kidding. You don't think I could ever forget the night we spent together at band camp, do you?" He moved his slender hand up to my cheek, cradling it. His hands were cold and smooth, yet made my face burn up with a blush.
"I love it when you blush Bella. I have to get to class, I'm already late. Why don't you call me sometime? We could hang out again." His hand left my face, which was replaced with a kiss.
Story # 2
"Oh come on Masen, just one more drink! Mommy and Daddy are already asleep, see the lights aren't even on." Tyler said, turning around to face me in the back seat.
"Come on guys, I have to go. I'll bet you a hundred bucks, my mom is sitting in the living room waiting for me to come in. The last thing I want to hear is her bitchin' about me staying out too late with you dickweeds." I smirked, they knew I was kidding, my mother loved them.
"Whatever pussy. Don't forget poker tomorrow night at Cullen's place. Or is sexy Elizabeth not going to let you out?"
I leaned forward, swatting Tyler in the back of the head.
"Oh come on Masen, you know your mom wants me. You can even call me Daddy from here on out." I pushed open the door , not wanting to hear him.
I waved good night, and lurched up the stone walk way. I had too much to drink tonight. I tried to stop but I was like a human funnel. Drink after drink was getting shoved into my mouth.
I managed to make it to the house, without tripping. I opened the door and slowly shut it, so I wouldn't make a noise.
I saw the glow from the TV in the living room, but when I walked in no one was there. I climbed the stairs, checking my parents room, no one. I walked back into my room to check the drive way, both their cars were sitting there.
Where are you? I muttered to myself. I walked down the hall checking the bathrooms, my father's den, my mother's craft room. Nothing. I checked the guest room closest to their room, nothing.
That's when I heard it. A thud coming from the guest room right next to mine. I knocked before entering, just incase my parents were fighting again….or making up.
I didn't get an answer so I entered. The room was dark and empty, which I didn't understand because I heard a noise coming from this room.
I searched the wall for the light switch, making contact with it. The lights hurt my eyes and I had to blink back tears. When my eyes adjusted to the light I saw a streak of crimson leading from the comforter down. What the fuck?
I took two steps around the bed tripping on something. I looked down, a shoe. One of my mom's black high heels was laying on the floor the heel hanging half off, broken. Odd. I took two more steps and saw her. My mother was laying on the floor not moving. Her naturally tanned skin was gray in color, random splatters of blood soaking her white cotton pajamas set. Her lips were already turning blue, and I didn't see her chest moving.
"Mom?" I managed to breath out. Where we robbed? Did someone try to break into our house and my mom tried defending it. I didn't notice anything missing though. Dad?- Where is my father?
"Dad!" I started to shout. "DAD! Where are you? DAD! Mom isn't moving!" I shouted even louder.
I grabbed my mom's cold clammy hand. "I'll be right back with help. Hold on mom." I squeezed her hand and took off running.
I ran down to the kitchen to get the phone and call 911 but I couldn't find it. I had another idea. I busted out of the front door. "Someone help me, my mother isn't breathing and I can't find my father! Someone? Anyone?!" I shouted. I couldn't find my cell phone either. I must of left it in Mike's car.
Just then I see flashing red and blue lights, thank God! "Hey over here! My parents need help!" I was frantically waving my arms, trying to grab their attention. One of the neighbors most of seen whoever did this and called the police.
"Over here!" I cried out, as the lights got closer. But they didn't stop, they just kept driving, growing duller and duller.
That's when I felt the hands on my shoulders, spinning me around. It's my father, he's alright, not a scratch on him. "Dad! Thank God you're ok. We have to get mom to the hospital, something's happened to her!" I tried step back, getting out of his grasp, but he wouldn't let me leave.
I looked up in his eyes, they were strangely calm. "Dad, did you hear me? I think someone attacked mom, she isn't moving. Did someone break in?"
My father didn't waver, he just remained calm. "No one broke in son. I had to do it. I couldn't listen to the bitching anymore, the bickering, the talk about my 'drinking problem', her wanting a divorce." I could smell the alcohol on his breath. It was true, its been pretty stressful around my house, and my father had been drinking more.
"Dad, what are you trying to say?" I asked, feeling his fingers digging into my skin.
"I'm trying to tell you, I won't let you suffer like your mother."
"Then what happens?" My therapist asks, drawing me out of my nightmare.
I opened my eyes to see her scribbling away in her notepad.
"Then I wake up in a cold sweat, just like I do every time I have this horrid nightmare." I shivered, I felt cold just talking about it.
"Well like we discussed before, this reoccurring nightmare is just your brains way of reliving this traumatic event. It's the brain's way off coping. All trauma victims go through this." She tried to explain to me...again.
"I know. Its just been so long since I've had the nightmare, I thought I was finally done with it."
"Edward, it's only been two years since your mothers murder. You can't expect to be fixed in such a short time. You're doing extremely well, for someone in your condition. Psychological trauma usually becomes intensified when you're faced with an act of transition. Tomorrow is the first day of your senior year, isn't it? Soon you'll be done and on your way to college! Leaving this town and those images behind."
I nodded my head, taking that in for a minute. If only she knew, the struggles I went through every day. The struggle to not be like my father, like his father before him.
"Let's talk about something positive. How is your home life?"
I smiled at the thought of my new family. "They are well. They are very helpful and understanding. Esme reminds me of my mother, and Carlisle is the complete opposite of my father, its... nice." I paused for a second, trying to get my emotions in check.
"And Emmett and Alice? I know before you were an only child, how does it feel to have siblings?"
"Emmett was my best friend before the...accident and he still is. Its hard though, we used to drink a lot. Parties, poker night, just hanging out with the guys and having a beer or two. He's trying not to force me out, but I don't want to hold him back. I don't know. And Alice? Well Alice is Alice." I chuckled.
"This session is almost up, I want to discuss one more thing. How is your relationship with Tanya, last session you said it was going well, that you two just celebrated your one year anniversary." She questioned, glancing up from her notepad.
Yeah and last session I lied. "I. Don't. Know. I am still having, relationship issues, I guess you can say. It's hard with Tanya. I feel like she's pushing me to do too much too soon. I know its been two years, but that night... It's hard to forgot. What my father did to my mother, to me? I feel like everywhere I go in this town, I feel like I'm reminded of my old life. I don't like just sitting in my room though. Emmett and Alice try to get me out, but I don't know..." I trailed off.
"Well, how about we try something new and we can discuss it next session. One the first day of school I want you to go up to a new student, and become friends. I think you need something new in your life, something to shift the focus away from the death of your mother and your father being in jail."
I nodded my head again. I wanted to ask what to do if they wasn't a new student, there never was a new student, but I was afraid that she'd tell me to befriend a freshmen. We said our 'see you in two weeks' and I walked out of my comfort zone, into the real world.
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The first day of school, always made me feel cut off from the real world. The quick pace day, makes me nervous. I tried to do everything my therapist said, take deep breaths, count to ten, think of something that makes me happy. All I could think about is going home and stealing the 12 pack of beer out of the fridge and hiding away in my bedroom.
I couldn't think like that though. I had to think positive. I didn't want to think like my father did.
The first half of the day flew by and before I knew it I was heading to the cafeteria. I felt a pair of arms snake around my waist.
"Hey baby! Ready for lunch? I met a new girl today in English and I felt bad so I asked her to sit with us. I hope that's ok?" She said, walking around to face me.
"Yeah sure that's fine." I responded rolling my eyes and reaching for her hand. We walked in silence to the cafeteria, filing into line to get our food. My nervous were making me sick to my stomach, so I wasn't really hungry. I didn't want Emmett to say anything to Carlisle and Esme, so I grabbed a turkey sandwich and a bag of chips. I paid for my lunch, and being a good boyfriend, Tanya's too. She grabbed my hand as we walked down to our usual table.
I noticed Emmett sitting next to Rose, and Alice sitting next to Jasper. Then there was Ben and Angela, Mike, Tyler, and Lauren. Jess was missing. Thank you sweet, sweet Jesus. "Hey guys!" Tanya said sitting next to Lauren and starting a whispering gossip section. I'm sure she was talking about the new girl.
The new girl? I wonder what she was like. Tanya called her weird, so I'm assuming that meant she was nerdy and unattractive. Who knows though, Tanya thought anyone that didn't own a Chanel purse and a pair of Jimmy Choo heels was weird. It was the side of Tanya I couldn't stand.
"Hey guys!" I heard Jessica's annoying voice behind me. That was another side of Tanya I couldn't stand.
Jess sat down two seats away from me, pulling the new girl into the seat next to mine. I felt her presence next to me, but I was too busy trying not to have a panic attack to even look up. Meeting new people always made me feel so vulnerable. Knowing that they could easily find out about my past made me feel weak.
"This is Rose and Emmett, Alice and Jasper, Mike, Tyler, Lauren, Tanya, and Edward. Everyone this is Bella, she just moved her from Florida!"
Everyone muttered a 'hey, nice to meet you' and went back to eating there lunch.
I cracked open my bag of chips, accidentally bumping my elbow into the new girl's. "I'm sorry" I apologized, lifting my head to look at her.
She didn't look weird at all. In fact she had creamy white skin, mahogany brown hair in the deepest brown eyes I've ever seen. She had a cute little button nose and a full pair of lips that I could see myself kissing for hours. Did I really just think that?
"Oh it's fine." She smiled, blushing. Oh my good, her blush just added to the appeal. This girl was going to be my new best friend or maybe even more.
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