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Chapter 2
I felt bad for using him, but I let him take my hand. Let him lead me into his house. I let him sleep with me.
Never in my life did I think that that day would've led me to today. I stood three months later knocking on his door.
His father answered. I forced a smile, greeting him with a "Hello Billy!"
"Bella! How are you?" He asked with a charming smile. I never understood why he still respected me with how I had been going out with his enemy.
"I'm fine."
"And your father?" He asked, motioning me in.
I followed and closed the door behind me. "He's good." I said.
"That's good. Are you here to see Jacob?" He asked.
I couldn't even smile, instead I just nodded, holding my hands in front of me. "Yeah."
If Billy noticed my nervousness, he didn't mention it. He motioned towards Jacob's closed door. "He's in there. You're welcome to go right in." He said with his ever-present smile.
I walked past him, thanking him before knocking on Jacob's door. He didn't answer, so I slowly opened his door. I looked in to see him sprawled out on his small twin bed, snoring contentedly. I took a breath and walked in hesitantly, closing the door behind me. I sighed shakily, wondering in the first place why I even made that choice in the first place.
Now I sat here, with Jacob, both of us in this problem.
But the thing was I hadn't been thinking when I did what I did. I only wanted to escape from the empty, feeling, the bottomless Pain.
Jacob stirred. He sighed and stretched himself, almost falling of the bed just a little too small for his size. I guess almost falling off the bed woke him up. His eyes wandered to mine and he blinked again.
"Bella?" He asked, blinking again. I guess he thought he was still dreaming or hallucinating. I tried forcing a smile, but I couldn't. My body wasn't listening to my decisions. Instead, my mouth opened involuntarily, and I heard myself say in a rushed, breathless voice, "Jacob I'm pregnant."
There was no movement from Jacob. His face was completely blank. And he just stared at me. When he finally did move, he just said, "Bella?"
"I-I'm pregnant." I whispered this time, looking down at my hands. My face was so hot, from not only blurting out, but because of the news.
I heard a long sigh escape him, and I could imagine him running his fingers through his hair. "Are you sure?" he asked, asked quietly.
"Yeah." I breathed out. "I-I gotta go, but I just wanted you to know." I said quickly, hurrying to leave his room, his house, to get into my truck. I heard him call my name a few times, but I hurried. I made it into my car and was able to lock my door before he finally caught up with me.
"Bella! What are you going to do?" He asked.
"I-I don't know yet. Something." I said, starting my truck.
"Something? What? Are you going to get an abortion?" He asked, his voice pleading that I didn't.
"I don't know! I don't know yet!" I said, frantically. I was so close to breaking down.
"You don't have long to make your decision." He said, moving to stay at my window as I backed out of his driveway.
"I know!" I exclaimed. "I know! I just…I just didn't know who else to tell when I found out, so I panicked and came straight here. You deserved to know." I said, changing gears to drive.
"Bella! Just talk to me!" He said, but I just shook my head, put my shaky hands on the steering wheel and drove off. I heard him yelling my name behind me, but I looked ahead, stepping down a little harder on the gas, speeding up, trying to get far away from him.
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