Tell me something... Can I please get some major lovin' here?

BPOV

I tossed the final bag into Edward's closet. "And that is how it is done," I said, grinning at him. "Are you sure your mom won't kill me?"

"Yes," he rolled his eyes. "I swear she won't lay a negative hand on you. Plus she already knows that you've been sleeping in my bed."

"Mmm, and your sure we won't get a lecture on safe sex?"

"Not when that's already flown out the window," Edward laughed, flopping back on his bed and picking up his Nintendo thing. "Worst come to worst, we wake everyone up with the headboard banging against the wall."

I sat down on the bed beside his head. "I heard babies enjoy the motion of sex," I admitted, remembering one of my mom's magazines.

He groaned, at his game or at the words, I wasn't sure. "They can also hear music in the womb, and voices," he added, still entranced in his game. "Why don't you go put something on?"

Going to his stereo I looked through the CDs there, trying to find someone that I actually knew. I considered Interpol but it was one of their first CDs that I'd never heard, so I put it back and picked up Incubus. I slipped the CD in the tray and pressed Play and skipped to my favourite track: "Pardon Me." I grinned over at Edward as a smile spread on his own face.

Ever sense Edward and I had those sexual activities in the car yesterday, I didn't want to leave his side. Sure it seemed needy and clingy, but it wasn't like he could keep those big hands off me long enough to realize this. Naturally school had been a bit of a rocky ride with Jessica and Lauren's snobby attitudes, it helped just to ignore them. Between classes I listened to my iPod so I didn't have to hear it.

When I got to Gym class my teacher pulled me aside and said he knew about the pregnancy. At first I was just embarrassed into silence, until Coach also added that I could take off this week if I was feeling ill. I didn't even know a teacher would be this understanding about a teen pregnancy. Just a typical thing for me to do, I put on the act of feeling incredibly nauseous.

The stress of school didn't weight on me as much.

I laid back and watched Edward play his game, his eyebrows pulled together in concentration.

"Edward, when are you going to put that down?" I asked as my interest started to fade.

"You don't have to watch," he replied slowly, still in his game haze.

"Yeah, I don't think I want to." I stood up from the bed and kissed his cheek, leaving our room.

Alice was sitting downstairs in the living room on the couch, reading a magazine, while Jasper and Emmett were watching something on TV with strippers. I made gagging noises behind their backs, sitting down beside Ali.

"Did you and Edward get your things moved into his room?"

I grinned, nodding. "Its our room now," I told her, resting my head on her shoulder. Things were so good between us now that I felt so much closer to Alice. Maybe things wouldn't brake us apart again, because I really needed a stable friend.

"Mom's gonna have a heart attack," Emmett commented.

"Well I'm already pregnant, what else can happen?" I asked, completely serious.

"Well we could hear the bed rocking," Jasper started.

Emmett added: "And 'fuck me harder' all night long."

A frown pulled at my lips. "We're not going to have sex all night long," I told them. "We're not all about sex, you know."

"You're here because your pregnant, Bella. Sex made the baby."

Instead of rebutting, I turned away. I knew Edward and I were not based solely on sex; we knew exactly what we wanted, and it wasn't the upper hand on someone else's body. It wasn't long ago that we were finally intimate and we used to life day by day without sex; we didn't live by it.

We ended up going out for dinner, the entire family, to a restaurant in Port Angeles. It felt so nice for all of us to finally be together for whatever the occasion was, and I think everyone else was feeling it too because they were all damn loud. People were looking over and scowling and a few even jumped when Emmett laughed, which in turn made me laugh.

At one point, some lady asked us to tone it down. I laughed and then everyone else started up again.

A ringing started up just as dessert was coming around and everyone started riffling through their pockets and flipping open phones. I went to grab mine but then I remembered, it was long sense dead. The ringing was Edward's and everyone fell silent for a few moments.

"Uh, its for you, Bella," he said, handing me the phone. The ID said "Bella: Home".

Suddenly, I felt pale. Very pale, and like the night had just died away.

"I'll be right back," I mumbled before jumping out of my chair and heading for the door. Outside I leaned against brick wall and finally put the phone to my ear. "Hello?"

"Hi, bells."

I scowled at the use of the nickname at a time like this. "Why are you calling me? Well, why are you calling Edward's cell?"

"Because your mom disabled your phone," Charlie said like this should have been obvious. "And I really need to talk to you about something."

My eyes closed. He sounded sad and as much as I wanted to say "you deserved it", I couldn't bring myself to even say it. "Can you please hurry, we're having dinner in Port Angeles right now."

"Bella, I want you to come home." As I opened my mouth to decline and possibly throw around a few cusses, he continued. "Your mom left me, Bella."

"She...she...what?" I stuttered.

"Your mother left me for another man in Florida," he said, sounding reluctant to admit this. "Jasper left too, you know. Didn't he tell you this? He's been staying at a friend's, I've asked him to have you call me... Please come home."

I drifted into thought. Under "bitch" in the dictionary would be a picture of my mom's face and a description: selfish, useless, a pain, etc. How could she just up and leave like that, like a...? So selfish. So damn selfish to her own needs. And why hadn't Jasper told me? Shouldn't I have been eligible to know this immediately? Especially if he was staying at some random friend's house? Damn, filter overload.

"Look, I have to go, I'll call you later," I said quickly, closing the phone and sliding down the wall.

I had always seen my family as a somewhat together type group, even though we didn't spend much quality time together, but it all just fell apart with a baby. My baby. It was all my fault that my mom ran off and left my dad. I picked up the phone and texted Jasper to come out. A few minutes later, the door swung open.

Jasper looked down at me. "You know?" he guessed sadly.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I demanded, playing with the hem of my jeans.

"I didn't know what to say," he admitted, sitting down beside me and slugging an arm over my shoulders. "'Hey, Bella, mom just left dad and moved to Florida with her lover, you want fries with that?'"

I scowled to hid my smile. "That's stupid." I put my head behind my knees. "This is all my fault, Jasper. If I wouldn't have gotten pregnant..."

Suddenly he yanked my face up to his. "No Bella, this isn't your fault," he snapped angrily. "Mom and Dad have been having problems for forever that have nothing to do with you, okay? This isn't your fault or mine. And certainly not this baby's, so don't regret your choice. Got it?" He was only acting fierce for a reason – to get through to me.

"Thanks, Jazzy."

"Welcome, pumpkin."

"Pumpkin?" I laughed, nudging his ribs.

He grinned down at me, gently nudging me back. "Or do you like sissy?"

My eyes widened. "I'll stick happily with pumpkin, thanks."

We headed back in after that as everyone was packing up to leave. I handed Edward his phone as he trust a Styrofoam container at me. "Dessert, baby," he whispered.

I grinned up at him. Could I possibly love him anymore?

Drama is comin' back! Hmm, do you think Bella should forgive Charlie? I want reviews, let me see how many of you care, please.

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