It had been almost nine months since I got pregnant and the due date was fast approaching. The sonogram I got said it was a girl and instead of Beth, we were going to name her Elizabeth. Emmett had the nursery ready and we decided that we would stay at his parents' house until we could afford to buy a house on our own. Also, we decided that I would be a stay-at-home mom on the advice of his mother. We hadn't told my father that I was pregnant, but we had to go by there today to get some of my old baby toys from my closet.

Emmett walked in my house in front of me just incase my father was drunk, which was a given.

"Rosie." My dad stood up from his recliner. He was dirty and looked like he just got home from work. "I'm sorry about what I said last time."

"Whatever, dad." I said as we walked into my old bedroom.

"You're pregnant?" he asked, shocked.

"No, dad, I just got really fat." I said sarcastically.

"What happened to you, Rosie?" my dad sounded upset.

"Nothing, dad. Emmett and I are in love. It's not like I'm just gonna stick him with the baby and leave him to become a drunk who never gave a damn about his baby girl." I said.

"Rosalie, you can't honestly believe that's what happened." He said as Emmett pulled out a box from the back of my closet.

"How can I not? I raised myself. Took care of you and myself. We are going to give this baby girl the best life ever. Is that it Em?" I asked.

"Yeah. It is." He got up and wrapped one hand around my waist.

"Okay. Let's go." I said and we walked out of the room.

"Wait!" my dad grabbed my arm.

"Get off of me!" I shook him off. "I'll make sure this baby has nothing to do with you." I looked at Emmett, who was getting territorial.

"Don't. Touch. Her." Emmett said and stood in front of me. "And don't push me."

"Emmett, it's okay. Let's just go. Don't waist your time." I said as we walked out. "I can't believe him."

Emmett helped me in the Wrangler and we dove off. As soon as we started driving, I broke down. He pulled over and I shook my head.

"Keep driving, it's just pregnancy." I said, trying to pull myself together.

"Are you sure?" he asked, holding my hand.

I nodded my hand. "He has never been a father before, so why should he try now?"

We made our way home and got the toys washed off and put away and then got in bed.

What a day….