Chapter 18

"Mom?"

"Bella, what's wrong?"

"Charlie's dead." I sat in the office talking to my mom. She was coming up here. Great! Wait…she didn't know about me. Just then I was grasped in a hug.

"Bella, which room was he in?" he asked.

"What question is that?"

"It is suspicious that Carlisle didn't know your father was here. I don't think it was him."

"But…he…what…huh? 211." Edward left and I stayed in the office for fifteen minutes."

"Bella, that wasn't your dad."

"No it was him I'm sure of it."

"The scent doesn't match."

"What am I supposed to do when the obituary goes out? A funeral? Renée?"

"Why is Renee in that list?"

"I told her. She's coming. Here. He's dead Edward! Just take me home."

A few hours later Billy and some of the Quiluetes came over.

"Charlie had a will, you get the house, the money and his funeral was already set up."

"Thanks Billy."

"No problem. You're like a daughter to me."

"Something seemed off about Charlie though, he mentioned Jake, but referred to him as 'the wolf. 'Did he know? Edward said the scent didn't match."

"I don't think so. When is your mom coming in?"

"In two days. I'm nervous."

"You think she will be mad that you and Edward are having a baby out of wedlock, at eighteen and it is a half vampire baby."

"I'm not sure. Well, its not out of wedlock, they aren't Edwards and they're twins. Didn't Jake tell you?"

"No."

"I was raped. Edward and I are technically engaged and they will be given up for adoption."

"Oh, I'm sorry. But there are other options. If you don't want them, why didn't you get an abortion?"

"I couldn't do that, it's not the boy's fault they were conceived this way." Jake walked in.

"I find it funny that every time you go to the hospital they think you've had an accident. What do you mean technically engaged?" Jake asked.

I looked down at the Promise Ring. "Edward gave me a Promise Ring, we will get married someday."

"Does that mean you will become one of them?"

"Think of another logical explanation on how I can stay with him. I want to but he refuse to. Billy changed the subject.

"We should start organizing the funeral." I nodded and walked into Charlie's room. I sat in there for an hour. I could hear the conversation from downstairs.

"Jake, her father just died, don't start things. She's taking it pretty hard."

"You don't think I'm upset too." Jake said. When I came down everyone was gone. I was completely alone. I started writing my eulogy. Tomorrow, the obituary would be in the paper and my life would be utter sadness.