Chapter Twelve

When I finally got home, I drove as slow as I could, Charlie was there, waiting for me. I didn't even try to sneak past him.

" Hey, dad." I said lamely when I entered the house. He was standing in the little hall, arms crossed, and face drawn in a grimace.

" Where have you been?" He demanded in a loud voice. I could almost feel the house shake with his voice.

" At the Cullens, with Edward." I didn't want to lie to him anymore… to an extent. He deserved at least that much. " He's been feeling a little on the low side." Charlie rolled his eyes and scoffed angrily.

" Bella. That's just ridiculous. Why the hell should he be 'on the low side'? You're the one that's pregnant! It's his damned fault that you're PREGNANT!" His face was red with fury, and when he finished with his 'speech' I felt the tears of anger roll down my face, and it was my turn to rip into him.

" No! Dad, it takes two people. I wanted to have sex, Edward didn't! I practically forced him to have sex with me! Charlie, don't blame this on Edward. This is my fault." I yelled, trying to get this through his thick head. " Maybe I didn't want to have kids before, but now that I'm pregnant, all I want is to have this baby."

" You are only eighteen years old Bella. You don't know what you want!"

" I've known all my life that I was more mature than other's my age, I'm a grown woman. I know what's best for me, and I know what's needed in my life. Edward is what I need. And having this baby," I grabbed my stomach. " Is what's best for me. That's all I know."

" No. Bella. You think that's what you want. But in twenty years, when you're older and can actually look back at your life, you'll see that having a kid this young will be the worst thing in your life." Charlie threatened.

" So you and mom having me at a young age, that was the worst mistake in your life? Falling in love and having a daughter was you're big mess up? I'm a mistake?" This time, the tears that fell weren't from anger, they were from being hurt. " If I'm such a mistake then you won't mind me leaving. FOR GOOD!" I screeched, then sense we were still in the hall next to the door, I turned around and ran out the door.

" Bella! No! I didn't mean it like that!" Charlie ran after me. I skipped going to my truck, and keep running down the road.

" Yes! You did! I heard it from your mouth! I saw the accusation in your eyes! I was a mistake, admit it Charlie!" I yelled, not even bothering to look back at him. By this time, people were coming out of their homes and staring at us as we ran by their houses. We were disturbing the peace, that was obvious. We were both yelling at the top of our lungs.

My breath was coming out in ragged, short huffs. Charlie's was much the same. I looked around to the neighbors. Most of them were on their phones, most likely calling the police. Others were just staring, mouths open in awe, eyes clouded over with confusion.

" Bella! I didn't mean it that way. I was married to your mother when she had you! It was the right thing, the decent thing. Is Edward going to marry you now, just because you're pregnant? Or maybe he'll leave you!" I stopped dead in my tracks, and whipped around to face Charlie. He stopped, skidding to a stop within ten feet of me. He wasn't wearing any shoes, just socks. Good. I hope he hurt his feet.

" Edward will never leave me." I hissed at him. How could he even think that? " I was planning on marrying Edward, some day I will marry him. Even if I wasn't having his baby, I would have married him!"

" Bella. You can't possibly mean that. You're only a teenager, you can't get married this young." Charlie looked exasperated. He was warn out, tired and his feet most likely hurt.

" But I do, dad! I do mean that." I tried to convince him. My voice was strained, and my throat burned from being so dry. " I love Edward, and I love our baby! Why can't you just suck it up and be happy for us? For me?" My voice was octaves higher than usual.

" I – I understand Bella." He admitted slowly. It hurt him, I could tell, to say these words. " Just come home." Begging wasn't Charlie's thing, so it surprised me he was doing it.

I thought for a moment, making a quick decision, hopefully one I didn't regret later on.

" Alright dad. I'll come home." He smiled weakly and wobbled his way over to me, engulfing me into a smothering hug. I embraced him back, glad that for once we had bonded.

Ok, so it's only three and a half pages, but it's more of a filler… again. Sorry. I promise the next chapter will shed some light on the little girl mystery. Thanks for sticking with me throughout this. You guys rock.

(And, J'ai decided to just post le preview at le end of le chapters, it's a lot easier pour moi, et J'ai tres selfish!)

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