Oh my goodness….another chapter. Already! It's only because I'm procrastinating in doing my homework and washing dishes. I would much rather write. Also, once I started back to writing the last chapter the other day, I've been like a woman obsessed. Reviews are like Rob lying on his back naked in the new Cosmopolis movie….just yummy….

I hope you like where I am going with this story.

EPOV

The next morning, as soon as the sun was up, I was anxiously waiting to get this day over with. Bella came the stairs a few minutes later. Obviously, she wanted to get this over with as well.

"Morning," she said as she made her way past me into the kitchen. "I need coffee. Want some?"

"Sure." I responded as I made my way into the kitchen as well.

"How about some eggs? Or something else to eat? I can make us an omelet or I maybe some pancakes. How about some bacon?" She rambled, her jitters evident as she went from one cabinet to the next and then to the fridge.

"Wow, you sound like you're channeling Alice." I teased to try to calm her a bit.

"Uh-oh, yeah. I know. I think that's why I tolerate her and her insane hyperactivity, because I know I get that way when I'm nervous."

I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her in what I hoped was a soothing gesture. "It will be fine. Everything will be fine." I said as I kissed her lightly on the lips. "My girlfriend told me it would be." I could feel when she relaxed into the hug. Her body melting into mine.

"Smart girl. I hope." She said wrapping a little of my shirt in her fists.

"She is. And beautiful, and smart, and sexy." I looked straight into her eyes as I said all the things that I truly believed she was, so that she would know that I was serious about them. Slowly she reached up and tentatively kissed me.

We made our breakfast together. It was a silly thing to think, but I couldn't shake the feel of how normal this was. Her and I working together in the kitchen to make breakfast. It seemed so right and comfortable. I had a fleeting thought that I wanted to have this every day. But then I remember the baby and Tanya, and I started feeling a bit nervous for how I was going to pull this off without causing a lot of drama.

But all of mine and Bella's nervousness was for naught when we walked into my apartment a few hours later. Tanya was there. She had clothes on my couch, so I knew she would come back eventually.

"Wow, this was…kind of anticlimactic. Don't you think?" Bella said, nudging my side. I could tell she was just trying to ease my tension by making jokes. It worked.

"Yeah, I'm not sure what to do now. Should we wait, should I call her?" I was at a loss as to what to do. It seemed as though it would be rather harsh to call her to come to my apartment just to tell her to leave. But was that what I was going to do? What if she didn't have anywhere to go? I couldn't just leave her high and dry. The more I thought, the more questions I had and the more my head began to spin again.

"How about we go to the dojo and talk to Emmett and Rose for a bit? I wanted to ask them about the graduation ceremony anyway, so it seems like a good thing to do to kill time. You can leave her a note to tell her to call you when she gets back. Then we can come back and we can all talk."

"Ok." I quickly wrote out a note and left it on the fridge so she would be sure to see it when she came in.

It was Saturday afternoon, so all of the classes were over for the day. Emmett and Rose were just cleaning up and finishing paperwork. We walked in and both of them turned to look at us.

"Dude, you're about an hour late." Emmett said with a wide grin.

"Yeah, um, sorry about that. It's been a weird day." I said trying to make a valid excuse for not making it to class.

"Just messin' with you guys. I don't want you guys to get burnt out, so missing a class here or there is completely fine. As long as you still pay for the whole month." He said, this time nudging my shoulder as he passed to go behind the counter.

We chatted about class and about the upcoming graduation ceremony. Bella and I were going to be orange belts the following week. And it was the first ceremony that either of us had been to, so we didn't know what to expect. Emmett and Rose explained about the different parts of the ceremony and changing the belts. All formality of it. It actually sounded kind of cool, even though it was only an orange belt.

"So, there I was, right in front of Master Caius and the Grand Master, doing the three-sectional staff form and I came to the part where my hands were palm up while holding the middle section. It would have been fine, expect I had a broken middle finger that was splinted. So I was essentially flipping off the Master's." Emmett regaled us with one of his funnier moments while competing. We were all laughing at all of the stories he and Rose had shared.

"Oh my God, Emmett! That is the best story. I'm sure the Master's never forgot you." Bella said through laughs.

"That's how we got this job. They said that Emmett had the stones to do that; then he would have no trouble teaching kids." Rose interjected. And just like that all the light hearted fun and distraction from the day came to a halt. Just mentioning kids and I immediately began to think about the baby and what I was going to do. Bella glanced over at me and I knew she understood what was running through my mind.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever, speaking of food." Emmett segued as he rubbed his stomach.

"Emmett, no one was talking about food….oh never mind. What about food?" Rose asked.

"I'm hungry. You guys want to grab a bite down at the diner?" Emmett asked in expectance.

I looked at Bella and she agreed with a slight nod of her head. "Sounds great. We will meet you there." I answered for the both of us.

"Great!" We just need to lock up really quick and we will be there. Can you get us a table?"

"Sure. See you there." I said as we began to walk back to my car.

We pulled up to the diner and considering we were in Nowheresville, the place was pretty crowded. But we managed to find a table easily. Bella and I were looking over the menu, when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone approach the table. I looked up and Jake was the one standing there. I was completely dumbstruck as what to say to him. He was a nice enough guy, but Tanya had cheated on me with him, even though I didn't care really, I wasn't sure how I was supposed to act.

"Hey, Jake. What's up man?" I asked, trying to be confident in my voice. But after the words left my mouth, I got a real look at this man. He seemed down, broken, haggard. Nothing like the young guy I had met not so long ago.

"Hey, I don't mean to interrupt your….date. I just wanted to know if you've seen Tanya lately. She left a few days ago, and I haven't been able to get a hold of her."

I asked Bella to excuse us while Jake and I went to talk privately. Obviously, I was missing something in this whole story. We walked outside and off to the side so we could speak without nosey small town ears prying.

"I'm sorry man. I don't mean to take you away from…"

"It's ok. What's going on with Tanya?" I questioned interrupting him.

"I don't know what happened. She was fine, then all of the sudden, she was angry. Like really angry. I don't know what I said, we were watching TV one minute and the next she was throwing things. Nothing I said was making any difference. She said that she didn't love me anymore and that she was leaving me. I tried to calm her down; she doesn't need to be that upset, considering."

"Considering what?" I asked, but somehow my mind started formulating reasons and I think I knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Ok, I know that we should hate each other or whatever, since you know, how we first met. But you just seemed like you were ok with how things ended between you and Tanya. I just thought that you guys had run your course, and she and I had started seeing each other. I loved her. She loved me back. I thought she did." Jake said, and for some reason I actually believed that he loved her. I could feel the hurt as he spoke.

"Jake, what does that have to do with anything?"

"Ok, well she found out she was pregnant about two weeks ago. She had made an appointment right away and found out she was 8 weeks. Sorry man, I know the timing of it means that it was probably mine." Jake said, sadness evident in his voice, but it didn't slip past me that he said was not is.

"Jake, what do you mean, was? She's not pregnant anymore?" I questioned, trying to stay neutral in this completely fucked up turn of events.

"No, a few days after she found out, she miscarried. The doctor said that it happens sometimes for no reason at all, that it wasn't something she did wrong. But she started acting strange. I thought it was just like a mourning period or something. But then she would start picking fights with me, goading me into saying something, just so we would fight. I tried helping her, telling her that if she needed to scream at me to help her through this, then she could do all she wanted. But that didn't help any. Then a couple days ago, she left. We had a huge fight and she was blaming me for losing the baby, saying it was somehow my fault. Most of what she said I couldn't understand because of how she was crying and screaming. Then she left. I tried to go after her, but I couldn't find her. She wouldn't answer my calls. I thought maybe she went to stay with her friend, but I went to Kate's this morning, and she hasn't seen or heard from her either."

I just stood there soaking in all of what Jake was telling me. What was going on? I just spend the better part of 24 hours believing I was going to be a father; that I fucked up, only to now know that she's not even pregnant anymore and it was never my baby to begin with. How fucking screwed up can someone be to do that to someone?

"Jake, calm down. It will be ok, we will find her. She came to my apartment last night. But she had a different story. She said that she wanted me back and that she was four months pregnant and the baby was mine. I left her in my apartment, asleep, last night. She brought a few things with her, so I'm sure she will be back." I explained and the look of utter confusion was apparent on Jake's face.

"Jesus! What the fuck is going on? Why is she doing this? How could she-? Why would she-?" Jake spat.

"I'm not sure. We just need to find her and get her some help. This isn't the first time she's had an episode like you described. Maybe the pregnancy hormones and then the miscarriage triggered a breakdown of some sort in her mind."

"I knew she had some issues, but I always attributed them to her rocky relationship with you," Jake said, then catching his words he added, "no offense. But obviously I was only hearing her biased version of everything."

"None taken. I should have tried to help her more while we were together. Then maybe none of this would have happened."

"You guys could stand there and blame yourselves or each other all day, or we could try to maybe find Tanya." We both startled as Bella spoke from behind us.

"What about Emmett and Rose-" I began before Bella interjected that she had already excused us from lunch with our friends, giving them some reason behind my disappearance.

"Thanks, Bella. Do you think your dad could help us? Without maybe providing too much detail on my involvement?" I asked, my eyes pleading with hers to understand that I did not want my first time meeting her father to be tainted. The situation was too weird and out of control, I wanted him to judge me for me, not for a misguided notion that I may or may not have impregnated one woman and then went after his daughter. We could explain everything later.

"I already called him, and he put out a BOLO for her car." She said with a small smile. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a quick hug.

This is why I loved this woman; she was so good and understanding. She was selfless and I couldn't believe I was lucky enough to call her mine.

"Jake, this is Bella. Bella, this is Jake." After them shaking hands in introduction, we left to find Tanya. Hopefully, she was alright. She had to be alright. Just because she has done some really fucked up shit to me since we got together, doesn't mean I wish anything bad to happen to her. I just want her to get the help she needs.