Chapter 7

"Hmm," Carlisle thought to himself. "I still am confused about how it actually happened."

"Really Carlisle? You've got to be kidding me…" He really didn't get it? Wow.

"No, Nessie, I meant how your body did it. If it's frozen, how can you have a menstrual cycle? It just doesn't make sense. But yet, here I see a clear picture of the little one inside you," His face studied the screen intently. "Yes, I'm positive there's an embryo."

"Well, to be quite honest, I don't know. When I fully matured last year, I still got my monthly "gift" up until last Thursday. Maybe my body is different than Rosalie's, Alice's and my mom's," I thought aloud. I really didn't understand why I got my cycle still after I stopped growing.

"Hmm…I think I'll study it some more and inform you later on what I find out. But besides that, you're done today," he held out his hand to help me off the table. I grasped his arm and hopped off.

"Carlisle, one more question. Is there any way I could, um, not have the baby?" I had thought about it the entire time Carlisle was running tests. I just didn't think I was ready for a child.

"Renesmee, that's a big decision. Are you sure you don't want it?" He gestured to my belly.

"Carlisle, its not that I don't want it, it's just I don't think I'm ready right now," I explained.

"Well, I think you should talk it over with you mother and father and Jacob, too. I really think you should consider what they have to say." To be quite honest, I don't think he wanted me to get rid of it.

"Okay. I'll talk to them. Thank you Carlisle,"

He nodded and made his way out of the room. When I walked out of the medical room I could hear my mom, my dad, and Jacob downstairs talking. And quite loud, I might add. I sat down on the top stair and listened.

"Edward, would you calm down! You say things you don't mean!" My mother was yelling at my father.

"I won't calm down! Just look what that mutt did! Bella, did it ever occur to you that she's only seven years old?" He was yelling too. This could get ugly. Now probably wasn't the best time for telling them about my idea.

"Hey! I am not a mutt, and it's not all my fault! She was irresponsible too! Besides! We're married! Isn't that what married couples do? Have children?" Jacob defended himself. I was becoming more and more frustrated with every word spoken. The rage built up inside me and I could hold it no longer. I jumped up and bolted down the stairs into the kitchen where my family was fighting. As I passed through the entranceway I bumped into a stool and nearly fell down. Jacob caught me with one arm.

"Nessie! Be careful! You might hurt…it," Jacob warned. I shook his arm off.

"It doesn't even matter! You all are fighting over nothing! I don't even want it anymore! So stop arguing! There! Now be happy!" Well, I guess it was time to tell them my plan. And again, their faces froze. Gosh, that's been happening a lot here lately.

"But why Renesmee? Why don't you want your baby?" my mother asked, me obviously hurt.

"Because Mom," I answered, my tone calming, "I don't think I'm ready. I don't really want a child right now. I actually was meaning to talk with you all together about it. Carlisle said it was okay with him, but I needed to talk to you all first. So…what do you think?" I searched their eyes for a response. I started with Dad. I really couldn't tell if he was relieved or upset or what, so I asked him,

"Dad? What do you think? It will make you happy, right? Now your little girl won't have a baby just yet," I prodded.

He opened his mouth and shook his head, "I cannot believe you! You would kill your own child? Just to make me happy? Really, Nessie! Where is your judgment?" Okay I was confused. Again. That's been happening a lot here lately, too.

"But Dad! You just flipped out not an hour ago when you found out! Would you please make up your mind on what you want from me!" Gosh you'd think he was the one pregnant with all these mood swings.

"Nessie, its not about what I want! Its about what you want! If you don't want it, fine. But only if it makes you happy; not me." Okay, so I had his opinion. I moved on to Mom. She looked upset.

"Renesmee, I say no. I don't think you should kill your child because you aren't ready. You knew it could happen, and its your fault. I really feel you should keep it," she replied with a serious expression. Okay, on to Jacob. Poor thing, he probably was still so shocked.

"Jacob, what do you think?" I questioned.

He was hesitant. He bit his lip and stared at the floor, obviously formulating an answer. Finally he spoke up. "Keep it."

"What?" I asked. I thought for sure he would back me up on this. Traitor…

"I said keep it. I think you're ready Nessie. We're ready. Our entire family will help take care of it. Just don't get rid of it like it's a piece of trash. Please," he almost whispered. He took one of my hands and mouthed please once more. I pulled my hand gently away.

"Thank you for giving me your thoughts, but I think I've made my decision. I think I'm going with my original idea; just try again later and not have this one." Jacob's face was a mixture of pain and anger. So was my mother's. I wasn't so sure about Dad yet. This is truly what I wanted, so they should support me, right? I turned away from them and went to my room. I sat on the bed and cried. Just cried and cried. I think I cried myself to sleep. I don't really remember.

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