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Bella's pov:

My hands wouldn't stop shaking and i felt sick to my stomach.I had been feeling sick every morning for the past month, but this was a different type of was the type of sickness you get when your about to tell your father and possibly your older brother that you are three months pregnant. I couldn't do it. I couldn't tell charlie that i was pregnant. What would he think of me? Charlie was always bragging about his sweet little Bella. "She's perfect. She makes all A's, she never has to be told to do her chores and she's super responsible", he would say. What would he say once he found out that the truth? What would he think once he found out his sweet little Bella wasn't as innocent and perfect as he had once thought?What would he want me to do? Would he expect me to get an abortion, or give up my baby? iThat was something i didn't want to think about because there was no way i could ever do either.

Abortion was murder, and i could never murder a sweet helpless little baby. It wasn't his fault that his parents were stupid and didn't think about using protection. I didn't even think crimanals deserved to die, so there was no way i would allow anyone to harm my baby.

Adoption is a more humain option, and it might be one that Charlie would want me to consider, but in my mind adoption still wasn't an option. This baby was now a part of me, and i couldn't just give it away like a shirt that no longer fit. This was a little human baby growing inside of me. This was my little baby.

I had made up my mind the second i found out i was pregnent. I was keeping this baby and no body was going to talk me out of it. Edward supported me and that's all that mattered to me.

Edward clung tightly to my waist as we walked up the slippery sidewalk that led to my house. Forks wasn't a safe place for a klumsy person to live, and it most certainly was not a safe place for a klumsy PREGNANT person to live. Im surprised i haven't broken any bones yet. Iv'e slipped and fallen due to the rain many times in the three years iv'e lived here, but thank goodness the only thing thatS EVER gotten hurt is my pride.

I shook off Edwards grip about half way up the sidewalk, so i could turn to face him.

"Edward i can't do this!, i choked out as tears began to flow down my cheeks.

He pulled me close to him and hugged me tightly. "Love i know your scared, but we have to tell Charlie", he said as he gently wiped a tear from the corner of my eye.

"What will he think of me?", i asked as tears ran freely down my cheeks again. This time neither of us wiped them away.

Edward set down the backpack he had been carrying for me, and scopped me into his arms. "Bella, your dad will always love you. Nothing you ever do could make him stop loving you", he preached, and i knew he was right. Edward was always right.

I nodded my head and rubbed the tears off with the edge off my long sleeve shirt.

Edward was about to set me down, but i shook my head in protest. "Carry me in pleas?, i requested.

He sighed and continued following the sidewalk.

This was it. we were here. It was time to tell Charlie.

Eward shifted my weight to his left side, and pushed the wooden door open with his right arm.

"Is that you, Belles?", Charlie hollered. He obviously knew it was me, but he always asked for some reason.

I took a deep breath and tried my best to make my voice seem normal. "Yeah dad, it's me ", i hollerd back. "Im here too, chief swan", Edward added as he slowly ventured into the living room with me still in his arms.

Charlie was seated in his favorite old recliner staring at the television with emmett in the chair beside him A beer sat in both of their hands. Emmett was only nineteen , but Charlie allowed him to have a beer everyonce in a while as long as he was home and didn't plan on driving.

The fact that Emmett was here only made me want to sprint out of the room at full speed even more. Even when i wasn't pregnant i wasn't big on running, but at this moment i would gladly run a couple miles if it meant i wouldn't have to tell my father and older brother that i was pregnant. I knew emmett would find out eventually, but i didn't want him to find out now.. . What would he think of me now?

Like any older brother, Emmett was super protective of his baby sister. I was his through jr. high and high school Emmett did his best to scare away any potential boyfriends. Edward was the one Emmett just couldn't scare away. He could tell we were in love, but he still hadn't been too crazy about his baby sister having a boyfriend, so i know he would not like hearing that i am pregnant. What would he think of me? Certainly he wouldn't think of me as the sweet little girl he once had. Hell, noe he would probably think of me as some slutty demon or something.I didn't want to tell Emmett, because i loved my brother, and i didn't want his opinion of me to change. I didn't want our relationship to change. Emmett was more than my brother. He was my bestfriend. We told each other everything..well almost everything, but this was certainly one thing i did not want to tell my brother. What teenage girl would want to tell her older brother that she was pregnant? I certainly didn't! Especialy not when my boyreind was within punching range!

Edward enetered the living room, and two pairs of eyes immediatley turned away from the t.v. and turned to look at us.

"Belles are you alright?", my dad asked as he shot up from the couch and walked over to where i was still craddled in Edward's arms. Charlie probably figured i tripped over a stick and broke my leg, so Edward had to carry me inside. Anyone that knew me would also that Charlie's guess was legitamit. I'd trip over my opwn shadow if that was possible.

Worry covered Edward's face so Charlie could tell something was wrong, but he probably wasn't even thinking that there was a possibility that his baby could be having a baby. Emmett however, glared at Edward, and made it clear that he would hold him responsible for whatever was wrong with his little sister.

Edward gently set me down on my feet to show that i wasn't physicly injured in any way.

"Yeah dad, im fine", i managed to say , although my voice came out much shakier than i would have perfered.

Now, Emmett rose from the couch and made his way toward me. The floor shook as he walked toward us. He glared at Edward even nastier than before and shook his head. "No, Belles, you can walk, but your sure as hell not fine!", he stated in a stern husky voice.

I turned away from the judmental glares coming from my brother and sobbed into edward's shoulder.

I was sure Emmett would hate me once he found out the truth. He didn't even know what was wrong with me yet, and it was evident that he was already pissed off at me. I wanted to hide under a rock and never come out. I couldn't do it. I couldn't tell Emmett i was pregnant. When i first found out that i was pregnant, my biggest fear had been telling Charlie, but now hearing my brother's angry tone i relized it was him i feared telling the most.

Emmett's voice sofetened and he pulled me close to him. "Belles, sweetie im sorry. What's wrong sweetie?", he asked calmly.

I just couldn't force the words out of my mouth, so i did the first thing thatr popped into my head. I slightly lifted up my shirt and placed my brother's hand on my stomach.

Emmett froze and Charlie's eyes widened.