Bella's pov:

Jacob's face burned red with anger and the way he just busted into our kitchen scared the crap out of me.

"Jacob calm down", Charlie instructed as calmly as possible.

I could tell the situation stressed him out a little. Jacob was still in love with me, unable to let go, and now he finds out I'm pregnant and practically breaks my door down. Charlie had every right to be worried. No one knew what Jacob had come for, or what he was capable of doing.

I kept telling myself to stop worrying, that Jacob would never hurt me, but to be honest I didn't completely believe myself. I was scared. He looked so hurt and angry, and it frightened me.

Without even thinking, my arms wrapped protectively around my little bump, and Charlie pushed me behind him. I had promised my baby that I wouldn't let anyone hurt him, and that was one promise I was determined to keep.

"How could you Bella? How could you have a baby with him? He's all wrong for you, Bella can't you see that?" he shouted as tears slowly began to run down his perfectly tanned cheeks.

Tears began to stream down my face as I registered what he had just said. How could he say that Edward wasn't right me? Edward is the one person that I feel I can be myself with, he's perfect for me. I wouldn't want anyone else, so how can Jacob stand there and tell me that Edward's all wrong for me. He has no right to do that. Does he honestly think that the two of us were any better?

My blood was boiling. I angrily wiped away the tears and pushed pass Charlie so that I was right in Jacob's face.

I could tell that my actions made Charlie nervous and that he was probably having an internal debate about whether or not he should jump in front of me again, so I threw him a look to reassure him that I knew what I was doing.

"NO, JACOB! You are not just going to come in here and start telling me crap. This is my house dammit, not yours", I began to holler at Jacob but I was interupted by Charlie telling me to watch my language.

It's true, I've never cussed in front of him or Emmett but I didn't think he would mind much considering the fact that my unladylike language was being directed at Jacob. Apparently I was wrong.

I rolled my eyes and ignored the warning, continuing on in my rant. "Yes, I'm pregnant, but it's none of your business, Jacob. You are no longer part of my life. We are through, and you need to accept that already. I love Edward and I am keeping this baby"

Jacob clenched his fists together and he looked like he was about to explode with anger, but I wasn't scared anymore. I was too fucking pissed off to be scared. How dare he even come to my house.

"Bella Swan, we may be through, but I know that you still love me, and I know you are not ready to be a mom."It was true. Both things he said were absolutely true. I still loved him. I always would love him, but not in the way I loved Edward. My love for Jacob was more like the love I had for Emmett. I loved him like a brother, and no, I wasn't ready to be a mom. I didn't prepare for any of this to happen to me, but that didn't mean that I wouldn't try to be a good mom. That didn't mean that I didn't want my baby.

"Yes, I do love you, but not in a romantic way, Jake. I love you like my little brother. That's all. Nothing more", I confessed.

I could see the pain in his face when I spoke, and it made me feel like a total bitch, but what else was I supposed to do? Say oh yes Jake I love you too, let me just go get an abortion so we can live happily ever after, and then run into his arms? Hell no! This was my life, my baby, my decision, and I certainly was not about to let Jacob come here and give me a hard time just because I was pregnant with another guy's baby. Edward's my boyfriend, not Jacob, so he has no right to tell me anything.

Jake and tried being a couple once and it didn't work out, so I was never going back down that road again. We fought constantly and he hardly ever made time to come see me. We were better as friends, but now I am seriously regretting ever being in involved with Jacob at all. He brought way too much stress and drama into my life that I really did not need. Being a teen mom in a tiny town is sure to bring enough drama in to my life, so I did need anyone adding any extra.

He moved closer to my and grabbed my right arm which had been protectively wrapped around my belly. His grasp was so tight that it hurt, and I winced in pain, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Bella you're making a big mistake." he said and squeezed my arm tighter, but I don't think he actually realized how much he was really hurting me. I tried to wiggle my arm free, but it was no use. He was just too strong.

"Jake you're hurting me!" I shouted, and that was all I had to do. Both Charlie and Emmett were by my side in a flash. Suddenly I was grateful that they hadn't left the room earlier.

"Let go of her now, Black!" Emmett commanded in his intimidating voice.

To be honest I think he scared me more than he did Jacob, but the message was received.

My arm was released and it fell to my side. I immediately turned and ran into Charlie's awaiting arms and began to sob.

"You better go Jacob", Charlie said firmly.

Emmett flashed one last dirty look at Jacob before he exited through the front door.

"You okay kiddo?" Emmett asked as he approached where I was still standing, with Charlie's arms wrapped around me.

I just nodded my head. I was still too shocked to speak. Emmett reached for my arm, but I yanked it away. I hadn't received chance to examine it after Jacob had released it from his grasp, but I knew the damage was pretty bad. I could still feel a sharp pain shooting all the way up my arm. It took all I had in me to not cry out it pain. Jacob was still way to close by, and I knew that if I made it evident to Emmett that my crazy ex had hurt me, he would no doubt storm out of the house, find him, and beat him to a pulp. I had to conceal my pain, at least for now. I could tell them about it later, and try to pass it off as me running into a wall or something. Coming from me it would be pretty damn believable.

Unfortunately for me though, my brother knows me all too well. He knew I yanked my arm away because I was hurt and didn't want him to know. I guess that's what happens when you spend your entire life with someone. Damn brothers.

His expression grew angry and so did his tone. "Belles. How bad did he hurt you?" he questioned and reached for my arm again, but this time whenever I yanked it away, Charlie grabbed it.

I winced at his touch and yelped out in pain. Charlie quickly released my arm and for the first time I saw what Jacob had actually done. It felt a lot worse than it looked, but it still looked pretty bad. Green and purple bruises formed the shape of fingers where Jacob had held me tightly. I hadn't even known it was possible for him to hurt me so badly just by grabbing me.

"We have to get you to the hospital, Belles. He might have broken something if it hurts you that bad." Charlie decided.

I shook my head in disagreement. I didn't want to go the hospital. I would be there plenty in the following six months so I really didn't feel like going now. There would be way too many people there, and I didn't want everyone to find out like this.

"I don't want to go. It doesn't even hurt that bad. I'll be fine, it's just bruised." I argued, and for a minute I thought Charlie would buy it, but of course Emmett didn't. Damn older brothers.

Emmett raised an eyebrow and then quickly lunged for my injured arm. When I yanked it away, he shot me a smug smile that translated to nice try little sis, but you're going to the hospital.

Dammit.

Charlie sighed and then dug through his pocket until he pulled out his keys. "Well Belles, I think Emmett just proved that you really do need to go to the hospital. So, let's go. No more protesting. Case. Closed. You are going."

I groaned and started to follow them outside, but stopped halfway to the door.

Emmett must have noticed that I had stopped walking, and turned around to glare at me." Isabella Marie Swan, Get your pregnant little ass in the car now, or I will pick you up, throw you over my shoulder, and shove you in the car", Emmett threatened.

Charlie chuckled, but then corrected him. "No, you will pick her up, throw her over your shoulder, and gently place her in the car because she is three months pregnant"

Emmett shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah I guess that works too"

I groaned and shook my head. "I don't want to go to the hospital", I began but Emmett cut me off in the middle of my argument.

"Well that's too damn bad Belles. Get your ass in the car now, because if we stick around here any longer I go will go after Jake, beat the fucking day lights out of him, and then there will be two people that need to the hospital." he threatened.

"Hey, watch your damn langue. Shit, where did you kids learn to talk like that? I blame your mother", Charlie joked.

That's Charlie for you- blaming everything on Renée. Why is Bella so short? Because of Renee's jeans. Why did Bella get pregnant at seventeen? She learned it from Renee. Why do the kids cuss? They always heard Renee do it.

I rolled my eyes. My arm hurt so bad that at this point I would actually have enjoyed watching my brother beat the crap out my ex-boyfriend. Hell, I would probably video tape it just so I could watch it over and over again. Is that a little psycho? Oh well, I blame the hormones.

"Wait you didn't let me finish. I don't want to go to the hospital, but I'd be fine with you taking me to Carlisle. He can fix me up. He always does, plus it's free."

Charlie sighed." Oh all right Belles, but have Edward ask him if it's okay first"

I smiled victourisly and dialed Edwards's number as I made my way to the car.

So once again there is flaw in my plan. At first coming to Carlisle instead of the hospital seemed like a great idea, but once Charlie pulled into their oversized driveway I realized something-Edward would be even more pissed off than Emmett and Charlie combined. Shit!

Now I was actually wishing I had let them drag me to the hospital.

Charlie parked the car and turned off the engine, but neither he nor Emmett opened their doors. I was just a little confused. Ten minutes ago they were both so worried about and in such a hurry to get medical help for me, but now they were going to take five minutes just to get out of the car. What the hell is up with that?

Charlie sighed and then turned and looked at me where I was sitting in the back seat of Emmett's beat up old car. I could tell he wanted to say something, but he probably just didn't know how to word it, and that's why he was taking so long.

"Does Carlisle know?" he asked.

Oh, so that's why he was taking a century to get out of the damn car. He wanted to make sure Edward's parents knew about my pregnancy, so that they wouldn't be all surprised whenever I waltzed into their house in a tight t-shirt that exposed my baby bump.

Of course Carlisle knew. Who do they think took care of me for the first three months? Edward and I told Carlisle and Esmee right away. Partly because Edward hated keeping things from them and partly because I wanted to make sure everything with the baby was alright.

I nodded my head and proceeded to open my door.

Edward was by side before I had even fully stepped out of the car. I don't know he moves so fast, but sometimes it's a little creepy. He just pops up out of nowhere.

He helped me out of the car and then scooped me up in his arms. I yelped in pain as I tried to wrap my arm around Edward's neck.

"Bella, Love, what happened?" he asked in the sweetest voice ever.

I stared at the ground as I bounced up and down in his arms while he quickly walked toward his house. What was I supposed to tell him? If I told him the truth he would lose it, and go after Jacob.

"She's here Carlisle!" Edward hollered as he gently set me down on their expensive leather couch.

"I have to go to work Belles. Emmett is going to stay here with you. Esmee said she will drive you home later. I love you", Charlie explained.

"I love you too dad", I replied and then he departed leaving me in the Cullen living room with Edward and Emmett.

There was complete silence until Emmett broke it by asking if Rosalie was here. Edward told him that she was up in her room, so of course my brother left us to go be with her. Rose was Edward's adopted sister, so Emmett was here just as much as I was. Pretty funny, right? His girlfriend's brother is my boyfriend. Ha

With Emmett gone, now there was just Edward and I. "So what happened?" Edward questioned again, but this time I finally just gave in and told him. He would have found out anyway, and there really was no other way to explain the finger prints in my arm.

I told Edward the whole story and as I got farther in to the story I could see him growing more and more angry.

"I am going to kill that damn mutt. What the hell was he thinking? Clearly he hurt you, but it could have been even worse. He could have hurt the baby"

My eyes began to water and I had to fight back tears. Don't cry Bella, Don't cry. Just suck it up. Crying will make things ten times worse. It will only make Edward want to murder Jake even more.

I didn't know what to say to him so I just sat on the expensive couch in silence, and stared down at the floor-trying my best to avoid making contact with him. I couldn't look into his golden brown eyes-that would definitely break me.

He scooted closer to me on the couch and carefully wrapped me in his arms. "Bella I'm sorry I got so angry, I just don't like seeing you hurt because I love you so much, and I hate him for doing this to you."

That pretty much started the water works. Damn Edward. Why the hell did he have to so kind and caring? Why couldn't he be like every other freaking damn guy on the freaking planet?

We sat in silence as he held me lovingly in his arms and I cried. I had a feeling we would be doing a whole lot of this in the next six months. Hell, the nest eighteen years probably.