Through Glass

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Bella's POV

Maybe if I stare at this little pink line long enough it'll disappear or turn blue. I cannot believe this is happening. One night! One freaking drunken night and I'm pregnant. I didn't even want to count it as real, meaningful sex since Guyden and I had been extremely drunk. If I went up and sang sappy 80's rock music willingly than I must have been drunk out of my mind.

I sat down on the bathroom floor and leaned my head against the wall, trying to imagine myself as a mother. The idea of parenthood never really appealed to me, and when I had met Edward and discovered what he was, I was even more okay with not having kids, if that meant I got to be with Edward for eternity. I didn't really have much experience with kids either, except when I was in junior high and I babysat a few times.

God, what would people think of me? Charlie and Renee would be so disappointed, but supportive, I hoped. Angela and Ben, would they be embarrassed to be friends with me? Jake. Dear God have mercy on me if Jake were to find out. He didn't exactly approve of Guyden, or any guy for that matter. He was my best friend and had always looked out for me. I loved him like a brother, and he had once loved me more than that, but it was different now that he'd imprinted on Kelsey. I approved of Kelsey soon after I met her; she was one of the sweetest girls I'd ever met.

I placed my hand on my stomach and tried to make this feel real, but it didn't. I felt so confused and depressed right now. I really needed to talk to someone. Who better to talk to in a situation like this than my mother? I picked myself up off the floor and went to my bedroom, and I glanced at the clock. It was getting late here, and it would be a reasonable time to call my mother in Jacksonville.

I picked my phone up and flipped it open- two missed calls from Guyden, one missed call and a worried voicemail from Angela, and a text from Guyden. I dialed my mother's number with shaky fingers. I was terrified for what my mother would think. She'd always taught me not to make her mistake of getting pregnant at a young age. Renee picked up on the fourth ring.

"Hey, sweetie, how are you?" my mother's sweet, loving voice rang on the other line. I burst into tears and sobs almost immediately. "Bella? Bella! Are you alright?"

"Mom," I said my quiet and raspy voice, "I'm pregnant."

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Mom was a bit upset at the beginning of the conversation, but calmed down because I became hysterical. I told her what happened on my birthday and how I had no plans yet. When the conversation was coming to a calm and understanding point, Mom seemed a bit excited to be a grandma. When I told her that I was absolutely terrified to tell Charlie, she offered to diffuse him for me, but I told her that I needed to tell him myself. I was going to Forks this weekend anyway for his birthday. I'd have to tell him then.

When I was done talking to her I called Guyden and told him that I wanted to see him tomorrow to talk, but he said that it'd have to wait until Monday because he was also going to see family this weekend, but he was leaving tomorrow morning, Friday, because he has to drive ten hours, whereas I'll only be driving about four hours. I suppose I could've told him then, but this information was important enough to be a face to face thing.

I didn't have classes tomorrow so I turned off my alarm clock and climbed into bed. I was so tired from the stress of today but it still took me awhile to get to sleep with everything that was going on.

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Edward's POV

How did I get back here again? Here I am, once again sneaking into Bella's bedroom to watch her sleep. It was just like three years ago, only a different setting. I scaled the side of her apartment building until I found her room, two stories up. I wondered for a moment if Bella tripped multiple times while walking up the stairs.

Bella lay diagonally across the bed, propped up on pillows, with her arms resting above head. She looked so peaceful. Being around her made me feel "alive" again, if that's what you would call it. The room was completely silent except for Bella's heartbeat and gentle breathing. There was another sound that I had to concentrate on to hear. It was the gentle hum of a tiny beating sound, almost like a heartbeat. I moved closer to Bella and listened to the humming beat that was coming from her.

I controlled myself from gasping aloud. I stared at Bella- could it be? I glanced around the room and noticed a white and blue stick in the wastebasket by her bed. I leaned over to get a better look. The positive pregnancy test proved my suspicions right.

Bella was pregnant.

I stared down at the sleeping angel on the bed. Was Bella really pregnant? Could she be? Was she even in a relationship with someone; was it just a stranger's baby? I high doubted that Bella wouldn't know who the father is. I knew Bella and I knew that she was smart enough to not have sex with someone she didn't know. I sighed. I didn't like the thought of Bella being with someone; I'd always thought that she was too good for anyone.

I glanced around her room for some evidence of a boyfriend. There was a tack board that had some pictures. I examined and immediately recognized the smiling faces of Angela Weber and Ben. There were also pictures of her mother, Charlie, and Jacob Black, whom I remembered as a boy who once pined after Bella. There was one face I did not recognize. A boy with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes in the picture, he had his arm around Bella's shoulder and her arms were wrapped around his waist.

I went to pick up the cell phone on the night stand and scrolled through the recent calls. The most recent being one to her mother, before that Guyden before that Angela and before that was Jacob, but that call was dated to be from about a day or so ago. Could Guyden be the boy in the picture? The father of her child. I set the phone back down, and Bella mumbled softly and rolled onto her side.

"Charlie…" she spoke softly. Ah, so she still talked in her sleep. "Please, don't be mad." She was scared to tell Charlie, and I understood that. Charlie could have a temper. She moaned softly and spoke again.

"Edward."

Surly I was hearing things, but I don't hear things, except for the occasional thoughts of others in my head. Could Bella really be dreaming of me? Did she still think of me? Perhaps she was just making the connection of our meeting of earlier today, though I didn't want to believe that. I wanted badly to believe that she still thought of me often, as often as I of her.

When the sun rose and lit up her bedroom, causing my skin to make light dance along the walls, I reluctantly left. I desperately wanted to be a part of Bella's life again, but I remembered why I left in the first place. I had to let her live a normal life, but perhaps we could be friends. I could be the boy that comes to visit her and her baby and her boyfriend. Could I do that? Could I be a background setting to her? I would be okay with that if that meant that I could be near her. Maybe Bella would be excited for us to be friends. But what if I began to want more than being a weird piece of furniture in her strange life? I would mess everything up.

Maybe Bella would hate me for leaving and wouldn't want me to be in her life at all. I would hate that more than anything, but that is what would be best for everyone, especially her.

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Bella's POV

First thing I did when I woke in the morning was run and dry heave into the toilet. I then went to the kitchen feeling hungry and snacked on some cold pizza while I made a quick phone call to Charlie and Jacob to tell them that I would be there that afternoon. I sighed, thinking that I'd have to tell them my news soon. I stayed in the shower until the water ran cold, and for once I was glad I didn't have a roommate. I got dressed, dried my hair, and curled it. I threw some clothes into my duffle bag, along with my hairbrush and toiletries. I took my bag out to the truck and drove back home.

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I made it more than halfway there before I had to stop at a gas station to barf again. After exiting the restroom I bought I bottle of water and went back to me truck. I quickly checked my phone and started the car.

As I passed the "Welcome to Forks" sign, I was comforted. I knew I had friends and family here that had missed me. I was so excited to see Jake and Charlie again that it made me nauseous again. I smiled as I drove past the familiar sights of my town. I drove up my street and pulled into the driveway.

I glanced up at my old bedroom window and briefly thought of him. I was reminded of my encounter with him yesterday and was surprised to find that it had been real. I guess with everything that had happened in between then and now I hadn't really had time to think about it. I sighed to myself.

"Don't kid yourself," I told myself, "he doesn't want you. It's purely coincidental."

I walked to the front porch and opened the door.

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