Two Broken Hearts

Chapter 15

Chapter 15


He said it. He finally said it.

"Edward I..." I took a deep breath, and looked into his eyes. I saw my feelings mirrored perfectly in his emerald eyes. "I love you too. I love you so much and you have no idea what it means to me to hear you say it."


I let out a huge breath that I did not know I was holding in. She loves me too. How can it be that my angel loves me? I never thought it would feel so good to hear it but it does. And now all I can think about is trying to find a way to let her truly feel what I feel for her. I know that I have said it but now I needed to show it.

So, with a broad smile, I swept her into my arms and rushed to my room to ring in the New Year.

We have been back at the school for about two months now and Bella has been acting weird this past week. First she was getting sick all the time. We, at first, thought it was something she ate, however, it became a daily occurrence entering the second month. Second, she was getting these weird cravings. The other night, while in the throes of passion mind you, she asked me to go to the store and purchase Captain Crunch, cream cheese, and pickles to have for dinner. And lastly, she was snapping at me over seemingly inconsequential things. I felt so helpless, and I had no idea what was wrong. I just wished that I could help her.


I emerged from the bathroom after my daily puking routine with a massive migraine and a craving for sweet potatoes. Nice. I walked into my room and double checked my calendar, for I was due to receive my monthly bundle of joy very soon. I had checked earlier and noticed that I was going on three days late, and after having checked the calendar and doing the math again this morning, I was positive I was late. This lead to worrying, which led to pondering, which led to an idea. A crazy idea.


I am pregnant. With Edward Cullen's baby.

The thought made my stomach churn with butterflies and with intense nerves. I took a deep breath, knowing I needed to talk to Alice. Then I needed to talk to Edward. Shit, Edward. What the fuck am I going to do? How are we going to raise a child? Not that I doubted either of our abilities as parents, especially not Edward, but we were still in high school for crying out loud!

What are our parents going to do? My mind said as an afterthought. Shit. I could just picture steam billowing from Charlie's ears. Then some yelling. Then shooting Edward. None of which the ideal scenario.

My decision made, I picked up the phone to call Alice, knowing I would need my best friend to help me through this.

"Ali, I need you to get me something." I murmured.

"Sure, babe. What is it?" She asked, chipper as always.

I took a deep breath. "A pregnancy test." I mumbled.

"A pregnancy test?" She screamed.

"Yes, alright? I think that's what's wrong with me, Alice. Think about it. It all adds up. I'm emotional, I'm having all of these weird cravings, and I'm late. What else could it be?"

I was met with silence.

"Ali, all I am asking is that you get me the test so I can put my mind at ease. I need to know."

"You're sure about this aren't you?"

"Yes, I think that I am."

"Okay, give me 15 minutes and I will be there."

We hung up and the panic sunk in.

Alice got back in 15 minutes just like she had said, soothing me as she rubbed my back.

"You ready? I bought three of them, so just go and do it." She smiled encouragingly. She handed them to me, and I steeled myself to perform the tests. Once I was finished I called in Alice to wait for the results.

"Time's up Bella." Alice said.

"I don't know if I can do this." I said, my voice wavering.

"Bella ,it will change everything, I'm not going to lie. But it won't change what you feel for Edward, and what he feels for you. That will remain." She smiled at me. I took a deep breath and went over to the sink.

Positive. Positive. Positive. Oh shit.

"Are they positive?"

I couldn't answer. Alice came over and looked over my shoulder. "I guess that answers my question."

I broke down. How could I be pregnant? We were always extremely careful. I just didn't get understand. Why us? Why the hell did this happen to us? We were so happy. Sure, I wanted kids, but not for at least five more years. And now I was being thrown into parenthood. I didn't know what to do. How are we going to do this?

"Bella, talk to me." Alice said.

I looked up into her kind eyes, and tried to form words but my lips weren't cooperating. I am at a loss for words.

"Bella you need to say something anything don't just sit there."

"What am I going to do Alice I'm not ready for this. I'm being shoved into parenthood. I can NOT do this."


I cut her off. "What about Edward? What about my parent's? What about our lives here? What is going to happen to all of that?" I was approaching hysteria, tears streaming down my face.

"Bella!" She yelled, snapping me out of my stupor, placing her tiny hands on my shoulders. "Listen to me. Edward loves you. He will always love you. You don't need to worry about that. You just need to tell him. And as for your parents, they will always love you too, Bella. You have to remember that."

"Bella! Alice! Where the hell are you guys? We were supposed to meet an hour ago. " Rose yelled into our room.

"We'll be out in a minute." Alice yelled.

"Bella clean up, and I will distract Rose."

Alice left me to clean up all of the mascara that was running down my face. Once that was done I applied concealer to hide the redness.

"I am ready to go." I said to them both.

We left and went to go grab something to eat because we missed the movie that we had wanted to catch.

"So what had you both locked up in the bathroom Bella?" Rose asked. "And why the hell were you late you guys are never late."

"I just had to take care of a few things nothing really important." I said to her.

"Are you going to let me in on the little secret?"

"Oh, trust me. Nothing about this is little." Alice muttered.

"Bella. Spill. Now."

"I need to tell Edward first." I said.

"Tell me what Bella." A voice said from behind me.

"I, um, need to talk to you." I said in a small voice.

"Me too." Was all that he said.

We walked side by side not touching to my dorm. I let us in and he sat down on the couch.

"I need to go first." I said to him.


"I know that I have been a bitch for the past little while and I found out why today." I said.

"What is wrong Bella?" He asked. "Is it us are we moving to fast. I know that we said I love you to each other only what 3 weeks into this. Is that the problem? Are we moving to fast?"

I shook my head immediately. "No that is not the problem I meant it when I said I love you because I do and I always will. The problem is I. Am. Pregnant."


"No that is not the problem I meant it when I said I love you because I do and I always will." I let out a huge breath when she said that. She loves me. She will always love me.

"The problem is I. Am. Pregnant." Once those words came out, of her mouth I stopped breathing.

"But how?" I asked her.

"I have no clue."

"When are you going to see a Doctor?"

"I still need to make an appointment but I guess as soon as possible." She hasn't seen the Doctor yet so we may not be pregnant, but in my heart I know that isn't true. She was having my child.

"I love you." I whispered to her, needing to reassure her.

"I love you too." She replied with tears in her eyes.

I leaned down and kissed her, and it wasn't a kiss of passion. It was a kiss of love. I showed her all of the love that I had for her. I needed to show her that I would never leave her. I will always be with her. And, in return, she showed me that she loved me, too.

I broke the kiss and touched my forehead against hers. "We will find a way to get through this. No matter what it will be us together. I love you, Bella Swan."

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