Bella's pov:

When sunlight began to leak through my window and alert me that it was time to wake up I also became aware of Edward's absence. I sighed and reluctantly drug myself out of bed.

Of course he was gone. He always left before sunrise. He had to if he wanted to avoid getting caught.

I had expected for Edward to be gone when I woke up, but I was still a little disappointed.

Why was I disappointed? I was being ridiculous. Edward had to leave, or else Charlie could have woken up and seen him in my bed with me. So, why was I so mad at him for leaving? I didn't want to be mad. I was trying to be understanding. I knew he was right to leave, but I just couldn't help but feel a little hurt by the fact that he left without even saying goodbye. Must be the damn hormones.

I did my best to shrug off my disappointment and ready myself for the day. Today was the day that I had to sit down and actually talk to Charlie. No yelling or crying or tears. I had to be an adult and have a serious conversation with my father. I had to inform him that no matter what anyone thought, I would keep this baby. I would keep my little bump, and do whatever I had to, to keep him safe. Nobody was going to talk me out of my decision. This baby was mine.

I rummaged through my closet and removed a faded pair of jeans and an old purple hoodie from the cluttered mess. I really should learn to be more organized, I thought.

If I didn't learn to be more organized my poor little bump would probably end of getting lost in the closet too. I chuckled at the thought. My poor little bump.

I stripped off my semi sexy sleepwear, threw them in the pile of dirty laundry piled up in the corner of my room, and replaced them with the jeans and hoodie. This was my favorite kind of outfit. Simple, comfortable, and easy to put together. Alice would definitely not approve, but my peppy under grown best friend would just have to accept the fact that we were complete opposites. I was simple and plain Bella, not bright and colorful and extravagant. That was her.

I groaned as I thought of the maternity clothes she had taken the liberty of purchasing for me. I had told Alice about my pregnancy right after I had told Edward and I swear that about a couple hours after I delivered the news to her, she had left several bags filled with clothes on my bedroom floor. She had bought me clothes for every stage of my pregnancy. Some I could wear now while my bump was still just a bump and others were for a couple months down the road when I would look like a whale. Alice had bought me everything from simple t-shirts, to loose fitted tops, short frilly dresses, and even some warm ups. I had a feeling the warm ups would be my favorite.

After a minute of thinking, I decided to exchange my worn out hoodie for one of the t-shirts Alice had bought me. The tight fitting t-shirt fit snuggly around my belly and practically announced to everyone that I was pregnant, instead of concealing my pregnancy like my sweaters had, but I decided to wear it anyway. I wasn't trying to hide the fact that I was pregnant anymore. The two most important people in my life besides Edward and Alice already knew and the rest of Forks would too very soon, so why try to cover it up anymore?

The soft gray fabric clung to me, but it felt nice. Warm. Comforting even, but of course I would never admit that to little Alice. She would enjoy it entirely too much.

Once I was fully dressed, with my hair up in a messy bun, and my belly unhidden, I made my way downstairs. It was time to talk to Charlie. I couldn't avoid this anymore.

"Dad!" I hollered once I had arrived downstairs.

A rather normal looking Charlie appeared from the entrance of our kitchen. His eyes immediately wandered to my stomach which was no longer hidden behind baggy or loose fitting shirts. I wasn't going to hide anymore. There was no point, and I wanted him to know that.

He raised his left eyebrow and rolled his brown eyes. "Alice?" he asked as he eyed my new shirt.

I chuckled and nodded my head. "Yeah"

Charlie chuckled in reply and ran his fingers through his hair. He always did that when he was nervous. Poor Charlie was dreading this talk as much as I was. I was kind of glad that I wasn't the only one.

"She's crazy, that Alice", he said.

I nodded my head and smiled nervously. Charlie was trying to keep talking in order to avoid the conversation that was sure to come, and his eyes kept wandering to my swollen belly.

"Dad we have to talk", I finally managed to say.

Charlie nodded his head and moved closer to me. "Yeah I know Belles", he said with a huff. "So I'm going to be a grandpa then?" he asked

I nodded my head in reply as I nervously fumbled with the hem of my shirt. That was something I always did when I was nervous. I would mess with my clothes, or bite my nails, or tap my feet rapidly.

Charlie must have noticed me messing with my shirt. He reached his hand out toward me and placed it on top of my own which was now protectively guarding my little bump. Momma's here for you baby. I won't ever let anyone hurt you.

"Relax Belles", Charlie instructed as he gently rubbed my belly.

My eyes began to water and I pushed Charlie's hand away, slowly backing away from him.

He moved closer and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Belles, hon I'm not going to hurt her", he said and I believed him. His eyes were warm and welcoming and the tone in his voice revealed that he was being genuine. He wasn't going to try to hurt my baby.

I moved toward him again and allowed him to place his hand on my little bump once more. "I want to keep him dad"

Charlie rubbed my belly and smiled. "I figured as much Belles, and I'm here for you one hundred percent no matter what you decide to do."

I smiled and wrapped my father in my arms. "Thanks dad", I said as tears threatened to escape my watering eyes.

Charlie embraced my hug and held me close to his chest. My belly bumped his and he chuckled. "You're welcome. So what do we do now Belles?" he asked.

I thought about his question for a while and finally just shrugged my shoulders. I actually had no idea.

"I honestly don't know"

Charlie sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Oh Charlie.

"Well have you gone to the doctor?" he asked.

My cheeks grew hot and I was pretty sure that they were glowing a bright red. Another thing that happens when I'm nervous.

I was about to tell him that I had, when all of a sudden an angry Jacob burst through the front door,

Shit! I had totally forgotten about telling Jake.

Shit shit shit! Way to go Bella.