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Here's chapter 22 everyone! Enjoy! :D

Much love,

~Dazzler 916~

Chapter 22

A Change of Heart

(Ella's P.O.V.)

It's been 3 days since we've spoken.

He even got my own dance teacher on his defense of "my health." Damn it I'm sick of this! Seth acts like he controls my life now or something close to that. I understand that he's just trying to help me and all but it's not working...he's just making everything worse for me.

To be honest I don't think he gets it.

I'm tired of EVERYONE being so worried about me!

I'm not sick, I'm pregnant. Throwing up is normal—people just need go mind their own business and stay the hell out of mine.

This baby is ruining everything...even my own relationship with my boyfriend who's starting to become just as annoying as everyone else.

Speaking of which I've actually been talking to Randy more than I have Seth these past few days. I don't what is but now that I'm actually getting to know this guy, he's not as bad I thought.

Actually he's not bad at all.

I got into an even bigger fight with Seth when we were in the car back to La Push. No one was home when I got back to the house. They all went out to eat leaving me to have a huge fit in the kitchen.

Let's just say something broke—but I cleaned it up and so far no one has noticed it has "disappeared" into the garbage can.

Randy called me later on that night as I started to calm down. I wasn't really in the mood to talk to him at first because it was Randy and the only time I actually had to deal with that kid was when I was at the dance studio and that was it...but then we really started talking about all sorts of random stuff and he just made me forget all about what happened early that day. I slept really well that night.

I forgave him for being nosey, so we're cool...for now.

Besides I was in need of someone new to talk to.

It's Saturday and this is the third rehearsal i've missed since Thursday.

I hate this.

Everyone's out of the house except me cause I'm choosing be a lazy and un-social couch potato.

There was nothing good on tv so I kept flipping channels.

'knock knock knock'

I didn't even bother to get up. Hopefully whoever it was would leave thinking that no one was home.

'knock knock knock'

Not gonna get up.

'knock knock knock'

"Okay that's it." I got up from my very comfy spot on the couch and went to go answer the door.

I opened the door and there was Seth. Great.

"Okay bye." I slammed the door and his face and he still managed to pry the door open a little bit before it closed completely.

"Please, can we talk for a second—"

"Seth move so I can close the damn door." I told him.

"Ella, don't do this again." He pleaded.

"I'm pretty sure that when you knock on someone's door and they don't answer within the first 30 seconds then you know they're probably NOT HOME or they don't want ANY COMPANY." I snapped.

"Ella May please—"

"Don't call me by my full name! I don't wanna talk to you. You're the last person I wanna talk to right now. Now will you please move your hand so I can close the door—oh shit you just phased back didn't you." I said covering my nose with my hand.

"Yea," He muttered.

"You smell like a wet dog—I think I'm gonna be sick." I left the door open and ran into the bathroom.

Just when I thought wasn't gonna throw up today, seriously it's almost noon and I haven't puked once...until now. Funny how all I've gotten in my stomach today was a glass of orange juice which never makes me throw up and then I get a whiff of Seth's wet dog smell...ugh!

He could have atleast taken a freakin' shower but no. He had to make me throw up.

"Ella—"

"Don't come in. I don't want you seeing me like this." I put my hand up urging him to back away.

"Hold on a sec." He walked out. I could hear him fiddling around in the kitchen, giving me the time to flush the toilet and prop myself back up against the wall.

He came back in.

"You should go out in the back. Get some fresh air." Seth held his hand out so I could get up. Despite how much I didn't want his help I gave in.

We went out into the back and sat down on the bench.

"Here," Seth handed me a glass of water.

"Thanks," I muttered taking the glass from his hand.

A cool breeze started blowing on hit my skin. It feels so good.

"Mmmmmm much better." I whispered to myself.

"Good...so what have you been up to?" He asked me.

"Well besides NOT dancing—nothing obviously." I told him.

He frowned.

"Okay so I know you're mad at me right now but as far as this baby goes—"

"Seth not now." I started to say.

"No please hear me out." He raised his voice.

"Okay," I flinched. "I'm listening."

"What if I told you I wanted you to go see a doctor...today."

"And what if I told you that I'm not dressed to go anywhere and I don't wanna go see a doctor." I snapped.

"Still, I think it will be much easier once you find out how far along you are."

"Oh...well I don't know about that." I said. That's one thing I didn't wanna do.

"Then it's settled. I'll give you 10 minutes." He got up.

"No I never said I would go—"

"Ten minutes. I'll wait for you in the car." Seth started walking back into the house and I followed after him.

"Seth, I never said I was gonna go se a doctor. Plus those baby doctors are expensive."

"Don't worry about it, Sasha talked to Carlisle and it's covered. He has all the stuff at his house." He explained.

"So doctors do really take their work home with then..." I mumbled to myself.

"Please do this. For me." He pleaded.

If this was going to make him leave me alone afterwards, then I guess I have no choice.

"Hold on a second." I dragged my feet upstairs.

I was too lazy to put on any make up, so I took a quick shower and changed clothes. Seth was waiting for me at the curb and I got into the car.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked him.

"Ask your sister," He mumbled.

"So this was her idea?"

"Yep. She dragged me into this but I really am supporting her on this one. Plus I wanna see if everything is okay with the baby as far as that goes."

"Why do I suddenly have a bad idea about this?" I said to myself aloud.

"Don't worry you're gonna be fine." Seth assured me.

"You better hope so or I just might have my sister hit you in the face for me since I can't do much damage—oh wait that's right! I'm human." I complained.

"No...you're just hormonal—"

"Shut up!" I spat.

(Sasha's P.O.V.)

Maybe this wasn't the best idea cause she's scared shitless right now.

It may not be readable on her face but she's screaming it inside her head only because she thinks doing this is starting to really make her see that she's having a baby and she doesn't want to think about that now.

Seth's just as worried as everyone else is but worse...cause it's his baby too.

They're upstairs in Carlisle's office right now. The rest of us are sitting in the living room area acting like we're minding our business even though we could hear everything that was going on upstairs.

Maybe I should be in there with them.

"Don't go up there. She's already a frantic wreck as it is and you don't wanna make her anymore nervous than she already is. Just wait it out." Edward told me.

Sudennly, a single heartbeat caught everyone's attention.

It wasn't Renesmee...it wasn't Seth...and it wasn't Ella.

(Seth's P.O.V.)

She wasn't liking this at all and I could tell by the expression on her face. Her eyes were closed and she was squeezing my hand.

I sat in a chair right next to Ella who was laying down on the examination bed.

She flinched when the sound of the baby's heartbeat filled the air and I watched as a single tear began to fall slowly down the side of Ella's face. Her eyes are still closed.

"There it is." Carlisle pointed to the little blob on the screen.

It didn't look like a baby just yet...but there it was.

It had to be the size of a walnut, yet you could still see its eyes. They were little dots.

We created life. We created a life.

"Ella...look." I said.

"No I don't wanna see it. Hearing the heartbeats enough." She shook her head. Eyes still closed.

"Ella you're already 12 weeks along." Carlisle told her.

Ella sat up and opened her eyes.

"You're lying." She said wide eyed.

"No, you're 12 weeks." He told her again.

She was really crying now and I could tell that this was starting to break her.

(Ella's P.O.V.)

I don't even know what to say right now.

Seth's won't even say anything.

We even got a picture, but I'm keeping it with me so no one will see it.

Now that's our business and no one else's.

We have proof on paper, but nothing's gonna be written in stone just yet.

Funny how one person can send you a text message and suddenly you feel so much better. Randy just texted me.

He wants to hang out later...that can be arranged.

"Who are you texting?" He asked me.

"My mother." I lied, but it still came out in a salty tone. Seth hates Randy, so it's best to leave it at that for now.

"So when are we gonna tell them?"

"I'm not so sure about that yet," I told him.

"Oh,"

He pulled up in front of my house. Looks like no one's home. "Can I come by later?" He asked me as I got out of the car.

"No, it's not that I don't want you to...but right now I think I'm just gonna sleep on this some more. I wanna think it over." I told him.

Seth seemed disappointed, i'm guessing that wasn't the answer he wanted to hear from but he's gonna have to deal with it today.

I have him a kiss on the cheek before closing the door and walking up to my house.

My phone started ringing once I got inside and I already know who it is. I answered on the first ring. Finally, someone who can get my mind off of all of this.

"Hey Randy," I said.

"What are you doing today?" He asked me.

"Nothing, come get me. Chloe's borrowing my car today and I don't really have a way to get out of here unless I wanted to walk to Forks." I chuckled.

"Actually I'm driving up to La Push right now cause I was gonna come get you."

"Why are you always one step ahead of me?" I asked him.

"That's just how I am." He said in cocky voice.

"Oh shut up. So how far are you away?"

"I'll be there in about 20 minutes." I heard him say. His voice was a little muffled. He must be in the heavy forrest part of the road. It never has the best service.

"You're phone's starting to cut out." I told him.

"Well I better hang up now before I lose you."

"Okay, well I'll see you in a little bit. Bye!" I hung up the phone and made my way upstairs so I could change into something more decent than a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.

I threw on a pair of skinny jeans and gray lonsleeve shirt. My hair has been up in a braid since yesterday so I finally let my hair down. All natural. I felt so relaxed with my hair down. Free to blow in the wind.

Ten minutes later I heard someone honk outside. Sure enough it was Randy and he was early.

I quickly grabbed my keys and my bag before running out to get into his convertable "That was fast." I said as put my seatbelt on.

"I sort of sped up just a little bit." He started to turn the car around.

"That would explain why you're early." I told him.

"So where to? I've got all day..."

"I don't care. Anywhere away from here." I shrugged.

"Then I know just the place, hold on."

He started speeding down the road and eventually put the hood down. The cool breeze felt so nice as it brushed through every single strand of hair on my head.

"This feels so nice." I closed my eyes.

"It's even nicer during the summertime. My brother and I drive this baby all the way down to the Southern California coast every summer. This car is a chick magnet."

"I'm sure it is." I said sarcastically.

"Fine then, don't believe me." He rolled his eyes.

"So exactly where are we going?" I asked him.

"Pinewood Lake."

"I've heard of it, but i've never been there." I told him.

"The same goes for a lot of people. It's really big actually, you just gotta know where to go since it's hard to find plus it's only popular in the summer cause people like to go swimming, but it's even better during this time of year." Randy explain.

"How so?" I scrunched my eyebrows together.

"You'll see..."

"Fine then, don't tell me." I teased.

~~~20 minutes later~~~~

"Okay we're here." Randy got out of the car.

"I don't see a lake." I stepped out and closed the door.

"That's because we have to walk to it. It's right up this pathway. We're not lost, this is where it's at." He assured me.

We were literally in the middle of the forrest. The area wasn't familiar to me at all.

"Come on!" He was already walking ahead of me.

The lake itself was breath taking. A thin layer of miss floated above the water and thin sheets of ice sat on the surface. This lake must freeze up during the winter and it's now starting to melt.

"There's a certain spot I like to go sit down at when i'm here. We're gonna keep walking." Randy started walking ahead of me and I followed after him.

We continued walking for a good 10 minutes before we actually stopped and sat down on the edge of the dock, letting our legs dangle. It was pretty chilly out so there's no telling that you would die very quickly of hypothermia if you jumped in.

I inhaled a cool breath of air causing my nostrils to tingle.

"I like this place already." I said closing my eyes.

"I thought you would. I always come out here whenever I need to alone. I just love this quiet atmosphere. It's almost too quiet to the point where even a whisper can sound like you're being too loud."

"Even better." I sighed.

Together we sat here looking out at the water...not saying a word.

The silence was beginning to calm my nerves.

"So what's been up with you?" Randy asked me.

"Are you sure you want me to answer that?"

"It's not like I don't know that you're pregnant—I mean if that's what's on your mind then go ahead...vent it all out." He said.

"I'm pretty sure you don't want me let it all out on you...not that I already have—but still. You have no idea how horrible these past few days have been." I explained.

"I'm listening." Randy gave me his full attention.

I took a minute to myself and closed my eyes, debating if I should do this.

I reached into my back pocket and pulled out the folded piece of stockcard and handed it to him. He was a little confused at first to why I have it to him.

"Just unfolded and take a look." I said.

"Oh,"

I watched him unfold it only to reveal the picture that I got from Carlisle office. It was a picture of the baby.

My baby.

"So this is it?" He bit his lip in surprise.

"You've never seen an ultrasound picture?" I asked him.

"Never." He shook his head.

"Well there it is...exactly 12 weeks." I said.

"Wow—"

"Yea I know. Seth and I found out today. We heard the heartbeat and saw it on the screen—it really started to freak me out. Hearing its heartbeat started to mess with my head. I'm really having a baby," I told him.

"Well no doubt about that...so hows the boyfriend taking it?" He asked me.

"Well as far as the boyfrend goes, he's constantly on my case and he won't leave me alone. He's done enough right now as it is. We got into fight after I left the studio that day. You have no idea how mad I was when we left. What did everyone say after I left?"

"Not alot actually to tell you the truth, everyone just said you looked like you were about to bitch out on Seth after you stormed out of Peutrova's office and left." He told me.

"You're not one of those people who told Madame that I was sick—"

"Oh no I didn't say anything to her. I can assured I had nothing to do with that. You might wanna ask the girls about that." Randy cut me off.

"Cause Madame told me that several other girls had told her that they were concerned about my health and what not. Whoever it was they need to mind they're own damn business cause I'm sick of everyone being so worrysome. It pisses me off." I crossed my arms.

"Don't be so stubborn about it. They're just trying to help you—"

"I am not stubborn!" I yelled.

"Trust me. I think we can all agree that you are." Randy said.

I shook my head and bit my lip. "Okay so what if I am a little stubborn." I mumbled under my breath.

"I understand that you're stuck in a bad situation right now, but all everyone is trying to do is help you. We all know something's up. They might not know the whole story but they really care about you and just don't wanna see you get hurt. That's all."

"And what if they're just being nosey?" I asked him.

"Then put them in their place and tell them to fuck off. Simple as that." He smiled.

"Why can't I come to simple conclusions like that? You make it sound so easy."

"It's alot easier than you think it is...you just got to be careful of what you you say and how you say—and that's coming from my own personal experience." Randy explained.

"It's just really hard for me right now...and I don't what to do." I cried.

"Hey hey hey! Don't start. None of that. I'm pretty sure you've done enough crying in these past few weeks. Crying's not gonna make any of this better—and I know this is probably what you don't wanna hear right now from me out of all people but it's true. Crying won't make you feel better. If you're gonna have this baby then you're going to have to stop crying now and develope some really tough skin because this is just the beginning for both you and Seth. Do you have any idea how many people at that dance studio admire you in general? You're the most hardworking dancer I have ever met and I would hate to see you just give up so easily. Yea so you might bring a baby into the world—you've still got time to get back to dancing someday or maybe even longer than that. I'm sure you're not the only girl out there who's been in this sitation...but it due time...things will get better for you."

"You really think so?" I sniffed.

"Trust me. I know how you feel—well sort of but it's different than your situation, but it was hard."

"I'm confused," I told him.

"My Dad...he ummm...our house caught on fire 2 years ago during my sophomore year, and he never made it out of the house." Randy said in a low whisper.

"Oh my God I'm so sorry." I murmured.

"Yea, I had a short temper after it all happened only because I was sick of that look of pity I got from everyone else. I did home-school the rest of that year because I didn't wanna go back to school and have everyone constantly be in my face telling me how sorry they were."

"I could probably go just as long as you could about sick you are about that look people give you because they feel sorry for you. I've been there, and honestly I think everyone in my family is stuck with that for the rest of our lives." I told him.

"You lose someone?"

"My sister's been missing since 2007." I told him.

"Oh...I see." He frowned.

"Me or anyone else in my family doesn't really talk about it that much to people these days." I explained.

"Well I can see why...you seem to be handling it well or so i've noticed."

He has no idea

"That's because I haven't given up yet. She's still here. I know she's not dead." I told him.

And that's for sure. But i'm the only one in my family who knows about that.

It got quiet very quickly and we stopped talking for a moment. Instead of saying something to break the silence, I simply scooted closer to him and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Thanks for listening." I breathed.

"Anytime."

Thanks for reading everyone! I'll update sometime next week! Special shout out to Ellie082, May Fairy and my friend Sam Voeller!

Much Love,

~Dazzler 916~