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BPOV

It's been about a week since he left. I can't think his name, let alone say it. Luckily, Charlie figured that one out fairly quickly. He's given me my space, which has consisted of me spending the last five days in my room. I've only left my sanctuary to get food or go to the bathroom. But I needed to go to school today.

It's not like I was behind in school or anything. I had pretty good grades actually, all thanks to my "tutoring sessions" with him before he left. And Angela had dropped off all my homework from the past week. But Charlie was starting to hover, something I never thought I'd see. I must look worse than I thought.

Charlie had already called Renee to give her a heads up about my "state." I didn't need to deal with both of them right now. Actually I am certain I can't deal with them both right now.

I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and ended up throwing up for the sixth day in a row. That's what I get for thinking of him; I really need to stop that. I brushed my teeth again and pulled my hair back in a ponytail. I should've washed it, but honestly… who am I trying to impress?

I took off my old sweatshirt I was sleeping in and put on a bra. I grabbed an old flannel shirt and buttoned it down. I grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled them on while staring out my now locked window.

What the hell? They wouldn't close. Okay weird, they fit perfectly the last time I wore them. If anything they should fit looser since I've been so sick the last few days. Lord knows I wasn't keeping much down. I figured I would need a belt if anything.

I couldn't seem to find it in me to care too much after the initial shock wore off; I probably just shrunk them in the laundry or something. I grabbed a pair of jogging pants. I think they matched my shirt; but again, who was I trying to impress?

After grabbing a granola bar and my jacket, I got into my truck and drove to school. Charlie was more than relieved.

I stumbled out of my truck. Why does the door have to get stuck today? Tomorrow after the gossip is down a bit would have been better. I'm not that lucky. I could feel all the stares, glares, and curious glances.

They all knew. They all knew he left. They all knew he broke up with me. They all knew I got lost in the woods trying to find him. They all knew I was pathetic.

"There she is, I told you she couldn't skip for too long." Big surprise; Jessica.

"Well truancy is a crime and her dad is the chief, she can't be above the law!" Of course Lauren was right on the "Bash Bella" train.

"Guys, give her a break… she's probably having a hard time." I really need to put an effort into being more appreciative of Angela.

Of course, Jess and Lauren just kept going. "I heard she was on suicide watch after the incident in the woods." "Well that's stupid, he broke up with her. She should have seen it coming," I guess that's the truth. "True, this is Edward Cullen were talking about. He never even paid attention to anyone till she came along… and she's just an average girl." "Average, please. She's plain. She's a klutz and she was so not worthy of him. She can't blame him for finally figuring that out. I heard he left after his family, he probably would have stayed if she was good enough." So they all knew I wasn't worthy either… why was he the last to figure that one out? And why the hell couldn't he figure that out before we had sex? That just makes it harder right now.

"Guys, STOP!" Both Jess and Lauren just stared at Angela. "She's going through a tough time, I'm sure. But she is a good person and she loved him. If you have to gossip, find a bathroom or something. And give her some credit, Bella would never consider suicide!"

I was not the only one stunned. Jess and Lauren looked completely shocked by her proclamation. Honestly, I wasn't just stunned, I was touched. No one stuck up for me like that except for him, or at least he used to. And seriously, suicide… no way! Life sucks now without him and all but there is NO way I would EVER consider that as an option.

I walked into the first class; I don't remember what my teacher talked about. Actually I don't remember which teacher or class it was. All my classes that morning went by in a haze. I was there, but not mentally. Mentally, I was still in my room lying across my bed thinking about all the things I wouldn't do again because they reminded me of him.

I came out of my personal bubble to realize I was headed to lunch. Routine was too inertly grounded within me, I wouldn't have noticed except for the fact that I ran into two people waiting in the lunch line. Immediately I wanted to just die.

I would need to eat something but that wasn't what I was dreading. I would have to sit somewhere. And the stares I was already getting from my usual lunch table was unnerving. Mike looked wary, but excited. If he makes a move, I may stab him… or fall apart. All the girls, except Angela were there, gossiping.

I was trying to think of excuses to not be here, but it was raining hard and there were other classes going on. There was no where to hide. That's when my stomach felt like it was being twisted into a gourmet pretzel. I lurched out of line and walked briskly, but carefully to the bathroom.

Once in there, I ran to the handicapped bathroom and threw up yet again. I barely had time to shut the door before I was positioned in front of the toilet for the next five minutes.

What is this; it can't just be him, can it? I thought about the last week's events, minus him. That's when it hit me. I should have started my period at least three days ago, but… no, NO!

It wasn't possible, I couldn't be… there was no way I could possible be… It's just a coincidence. My hand flew to my stomach without my permission and there was a bump. A bump I couldn't remember having, I wasn't even sure if it was there this morning or not.

I felt a nudge from the bump, and slid down the door I was leaning against. Rationality kicked in telling me even if I was pregnant there was no way I could feel it kick. I was maybe a few weeks at the most. There was no way. My brain starting going through other possibilities.

Alien abduction? Doubtful, although vampires do exist. Parasite? From where? The woods, that wouldn't make my stomach move on its own. Cancer? I wasn't that lucky, I knew what this was. I just had no idea how it was possible.

It's his baby. Vampire speed has something to do with his, I'm sure. Damn vampires.

The main door to the girls' room opened then. "Bella, you in here?" Angela questioned.

"Yeah, I'm… here," I replied as I opened the door. Sure I was here, but where was here again. I was having trouble understanding what was happening within my own body let alone outside it.

"Oh, you look… not good. Are you sick? Maybe you should go home for the day and try again tomorrow."

All I heard was go home. Home was where I needed to go. I could breakdown there, and hopefully figure out what was going on here. Charlie was at work till seven, he would find out I left but I didn't care. He still wouldn't be home till late, that gave me several hours to come to some conclusions.

Angela walked me to my truck. She offered me a ride but I didn't want to leave my truck or leave her stranded. Besides I needed to pick up a few things… one thing at least. Angela offered to bring my homework again but I told her I'd catch up tomorrow.

"Okay, well call if you need anything Bella. I'm sorry for the others…" I just mouthed thanks and drove away. I knew my destination; a small gas station about one mile from the county line. Charlie had no friends that worked there, or even shopped there. I walked in and got what I was after; a pregnancy test, a thirty dollar pregnancy test. I guess it was worth it for the insurance that Charlie wouldn't know.

I had been sitting on my bathroom floor for about three minutes now. Two more minutes and I would know for sure… maybe. I mean, there's always a chance that these things are wrong, right? And if I am pregnant, it's a vampire's child. What are the odds that a pregnancy test designed for humans would detect that kind of pregnancy?

That's when I realized it didn't matter. I knew I was pregnant. I could feel the nudging coming from my stomach as I was thinking. I keep finding myself stroking my bump absentmindedly. I stood up, looked at the test. Well, you learn something new everyday. Apparently, pregnancy tests, at least this one, could detect a vampire pregnancy. Super.

I walked to my room, with the evidence to hide, and walked to the old rocking chair. Somehow it seemed fitting to rock for a bit. I began stroking my bump again. It was hard, hard as concrete. Stupid vampires. This baby was growing fast, who knew when I'd give birth. Who knew how this baby would get out of me. Who knew how fast it would grow once it was out. Who knew if I would be around after it "clawed" its way out of me.

Oh my god. I can't tell Charlie, Renee, anyone.

I've got to leave. But how?

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who has favorited this story and signed up for alerts. Also thank you to msfrannyblack and Rebecca_Cullen_1991 for reviewing. I didn't expect any of this. I just had the story in my head, or at least pieces of the story, and wanted to write it down. The first chapter was so short; I didn't expect anyone to even read it.

But this chapter came too easily, I was shocked. There are several parts of the story I can't wait to write, although the next part, I'm not too excited about. Getting her away from Charlie is hard, but it will happen, I promise. I don't know when the next chapter will be up but I promise it will be up by Friday.

Thanks again, kmwhyte!