Bella's pov:

At the time my plan seemed like a good idea, but now I'm beginning to second guess myself. In my mind i had planned out this whole afternoon. Edward and I, were supposed to stroll in and have a rational discussion with Charlie. We were going to tell him that we were in love, and that we planned on keeping the baby and raising him together. Everything was supposed to have gone perfectly like you see in the movies, but from the moment Edward walked into my house with me in his arms, nothing had been going according to plan. My drama film turned into a horror film.

For example, i most certainly had not planned to find Emmett thrown on the on the couch, drinking a beer when we walked in. I HAD...planned on Emmett still being with the girl who ran his life, or as he called her, his "wonderful" girlfriend Rosalie. Sure, she was undeniably gorgeous, and let's not forget to mention that she was also undeniably CONTROLING, but Emmett was head over heels in love with that girl, and he followed her around like a lost puppy, which is exactly why i hadn't counted on him being at home when i delivered the news about my pregnancy to my dad.

Since he started going out with Rose, the only reason he ever came home was to shower, eat or sleep, so i was unpleasantly surprised to see him sharing a beer with my dad when we walked into the living room.

Any other day I would have been absolutely thrilled to come home and see that my brother was actually there for once, but today was different. Today wasn't just any other day. Today was the day that Edward and I would reveal to Charlie that I was pregnant, so I guess it would probably be safe to say that it was also more than likely Edward's last day living, so seeing Emmett was not the best thing ever.

Yes, of course i had known that i couldn't keep my pregnancy a secret for much longer, due to the fact that a small bump was beginning to form on my stomach, but i had been thankful for the fact that i wouldn't have to break the news to both my dad and brother at once. I had figured it would be best to tell Charlie before telling Emmett in order to let him digest the news and get over the utter desire to murder Edward, because i would much rather have one person at a time mad at Edward. It's much safer, because unfortunately, my boyfriend wasn't made bullet proof.

Originally, i had planned on breaking the news by sitting down with Charlie and having a calm, rational discussion with him, but of course, the moment i caught sight of Emmett, that plan flew out the window. Seeing my brother, made me realize that my plan would not turn out the way i had hoped, and it made me extremely nervous.

I wasn't able to force those three measly little words out, so i panicked and acted on instinct. Probably not my brightest idea ever, but it was the first thing that popped into my head, and i knew i had to act fast. Sure my method of delivery caused everyone to freeze and become unable to speak, but hey, at least unveiled my secret.

It seemed that the world stopped turning and everyone with the exception of me and the little one now growing inside of me had frozen, the moment Emmett's hand made contact with my bump. Emmett, Charlie, and to my great surprise Edward, all stared absentmindedly at the exposed bump on my stomach. If i hadn't known any better i would have guessed that this was the first time Edward ever heard the news, but of course it wasn't. I told Edward the second i found out i was pregnant, so why was he so shocked? Did my approach to the whole thing just surprise him? Was that all?

No more than two minutes could have elapsed, but it felt like it had been an eternity since anyone had said anything, and it was driving me crazy. I couldn't stand the silence. Normally, I'm not a real talkative person, i would mostly just keep to myself at school, and i usually enjoyed a quiet environment, but this was too much to handle. I couldn't bear it! I had to find some way to break the unbearable silence, even if it would result in an outbreak of screaming, and crying, and harsh words. At this point, anything seemed better than this. If there was screaming at least i would know what everyone was thinking. How the hell am i supposed to know anything when everyone's acting like they are totally incapable of talking?

In an attempt to break the silence, i thrusted Emmett's meaty hand away, and tugged at my shirt to conceal my little bump once again. Immediatley, everyone seemed to snap out of the trances they had been fixed in.

Edward moved closer and intertwined his long fingers with my short stubby ones. Emmett threw Edward a deadly glare and stood protectively by my side. Charlie still looked completely shocked and said absolutely nothing. I guess he decided to let Emmett handle this one. Great!

My palms grew incredibly sweaty, my cheeks burned, and my legs began to wobble. Even my little bump was squirming around. It's like he understood what was going on, and was just as nervous as his momma was. I wondered if Edward was anywhere near as nervous as i was, but my question couldn't be answered just by looking at him. He stood tall and confident on secure legs as if he was simply just going to ask permission to take me on a date, and the only moisture on his palms was the sweat which had been transferred over from mine. I envied him for being able to remain so calm. How the hell could he be so calm? Clearly my brother wanted nothing more than to smash his face in.

Finally Charlie decided to speak up. "So, Belles, you're umm...your..." he tried to force out"

Poor Charlie, it was obvious that he knew what i was trying to say, but he was hoping he was wrong so he wasn't trying to jump to conclusions. Well, at least i know he had some faith in me, and din't think of me as a total slut. That makes one person. Once news of my pregnancy is spread around town, i'll be known as the TOWN SLUT. Sounds great doesn't it? I'll go from the wonderful obididient daughter who makes straight A's to the horrible girl that can't keep her legs closed. And, the best part is, in this town all that will take about an hour. Yippee!

Emmett rolled his eyes and turned to face certainly was not afraid of jumping to conclusions. He had always been impulsive.

"Pregnant! Dad, she's pregnant! Aren't you Belles? he asked, all though it wasn't much of a question. Clearly he already knew the answer.

Once again, i couldn't make any words come out of my mouth. All i could do was just nod my head as warm salty tears began to stream down my face.

Charlie ran his fingers through his thinning hair, and approached Edward. "Look Edward i think it would be best if you went home. I would like to talk to Bella alone", he said.

Edward nodded his head and planted a kiss gently on my cheek. "Yes, chief swan", was the last thing that he said before leaving. I didn't even get a "Bye Belles", or an "Ilove you", and it ate away at me.

Why didn't Edward tell me that he loved me? Why did he just leave like that? Did he suddenly realize that this would be too much for him to handle? Did he decide he really didn't love me anymore, or did he just think it was best to say as little possible?

His absence was even more unbearable than the silence had been. I had counted on Edward being by my side the whole time, and not having to face Charlie and Emmett alone, so i didn't know what to do except run upstairs and hide in my room for as long as i could. I couldn't face Charlie alone, and even though i wouldn't be able to hide for forever i would hide as long as i possibly could.

Emmett placed a gentle hand on my right shoulder and was about to say something, but i shook his hand off, and dashed up the stairs.

"Belles!" Emmett shouted as he began to follow after me. "Just let her go, Em. Just let her go." Charlie instructed and i loved him for it. He understood me, because i was like an exact replica of him. Quiet, shy, and not one to express my feelings. He understood i needed time to think before talking to them.

As soon as i got to my room, i locked the door, and threw myself on my bed. The tears began to come down faster and in greater amount as i just laid there and thought about my future. I was pregnant and only seventeen years old, so what would happen to me? Would i still be able to go to college and become a nurse like i had wanted since i was twelve years old? Would i have to give up my dream for my little bump? And what about Charlie and Emmett? They knew that i was pregnant now, but that didn't mean they were ok with it. There was still a possibility that they would want me to give up my little bump, but of course that was something i just couldn't do.