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What We Become

All human. Edward, the ghost of the school, has seen her from afar, but has never approached her. He and Bella have come to an unspoken agreement:don't talk to me and I won't talk to you.Hate is always the feelings that arise. With one night together, Bella becomes pregnant. What will happen? Will they find away to love one another? There's always a sneak peek at my next chapter on my site.story banner

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16. Chapter 16

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Chapter 16

I told my dad everything that had been happening lately. About Doctor Cullen, and about my invitation to Christmas Dinner. I asked him if he would come.

"Christmas is not a good time for me, Bella." He murmured between bites of his breakfast Christmas Eve morning.

"I know. All the more reason to come, right?"

"I don't think so."

So now I had to call up Edward and tell him that it would be only I who would be arriving at their house tomorrow. He answered on the first ring.

"So where were you after school the other day?" I asked him after we said our 'hellos'.

"I had somewhere to be." he said slyly, "you'll find out soon enough."

"Okay..." I said, leaning back into my pillows. "And how come you didn't ask me yourself to come over tomorrow?"

"I knew my sister would do it. She really can't hold anything down that throat of hers."

"I see. And to answer her question, I can come, but on my own." I ended it with a tone that stated not to lead it any further. He caught on.

"Okay. I'll be there to pick you up early-- or do you and your father have anything special planned?"

"No, we don't really do anything on Christmas." I murmured.

The next morning I woke up to the sun shining in through my window, but I wished it weren't there. I sighed and covered my head with my pillow. It only took a couple seconds for the tears to start. I must've lyed there for an hour just crying, just remembering. I knew I had to get up at one point, so I stood up carefully and made my way to the bathroom. After I was cleaned up and dressed, I went back to my room and sat down on my bed. I curled my fingers around the beige frillls at the end of my shirt. I put on a pair of dress pants, and my shirt was dark blue with a beige edge. It didn't go low in the chest at all, so I didn't have to worry about anything being seductive. I heard the doorbell ring downstairs. I was about to stand up to get the door, because I knew my father never left his room on Christmas, but I heard his door open and his footsteps loudly going down the stairs.

"Oh no." I leapt from my bed grabbing my backpack along the way, and headed down the stairs. My dad had the door open and Edward was standing on the other side, a frown on his face.

"I would have liked to have been there when she told you." Edward said.

"Well. That wouldn't have been a good idea, would it!?" Charlie's voice rose dramatically. "Do you even have any idea how you have ruined her life! She was going to go to University, get a job, and be someone. And now all she'll be is a teenage mother of two, who had sex with a man who couldn't keep it in his pants!" Edward's face went white.

"Dad!" I said, pushing him out of the way. I took in Edward's expression. He was hurt I could tell. My dad was breathing hard beside me. I turned and looked at him. "You told me you weren't going to get mad."

"I lied!" He turned his eyes on me, and I had to take a step back from the hatred that poured out of them. I huffed and walked past him and out the door.

"Fine." I said. "We'll see if I come back." I continued to walk out through the fresh snow and towards Edward's idling car. He was there in an instant, opening up the door for me. Edward took the bags out of my hands and put them in the back. "Thank you, Edward." I whispered. He nodded and then walked around the car, climbing into the drivers seat. I looked back at the house. Charlie was standing at the door just watching me, not coming any closer. I sighed and turned away as Edward drove off.

I wiped a bit of snow from the top of my boots. I looked up at Edward. His jaw was strained, his fingers tight around the steering wheel. I silently said a prayer and then I reached out and touched his knee.

"You okay?" I whispered.

"No." Edward said between his teeth. I breathed and then reached up and curled my fingers around his. Slowly he let go of the steering wheel and I pulled his hand into my lap. I held it tightly.

"Are you mad at me?"

"Never mad at you." He murmured, his chin relaxing. I brought his fingers to my lips.

"Are you made at Charlie?" I asked. Edward turned and looked at me.

"I'm mad at myself."

"Okay.." I smiled. "And how long is that going to last, because I'd like to have a nice time today." Edward squeezed my fingers.

"Just wait until we get to my house, you won't have a chance to not have a nice time. Did that make any sense?" He smiled. I undid my seat belt and slid into the middle seat. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and I leaned into him all the way to his house.

"Did I tell you that you look beautiful this morning?" Edward asked, rubbing my side as we pulled onto his street.

"No. But according to you it's not going to last long, so get the most of it." I joked.

"I said you were going to get big, not that you were going to stop being beautiful." He kissed my forehead. I sighed as we parked in his driveway. He held my hand as we walked to the door. "Ready?" He asked. I smiled.



"This one's yours." Rosalie said, sitting down beside me 15 minutes later. I was sitting there just staring at the Christmas Tree as it sparked with crystals and gold. I hadn't had a Christmas tree in so long, it felt wierd. Rosalie handed me a present with red gift wrap. She had arrived shortly before I did, but I hadn't been able to pull her away from Emmett. I turned to her now and smiled.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"And thanks for yours." She touched the bracelet around her wrist that I had given her on the last day of school. Slowly I unwrapped her gift. It was a sweater, soft and pink. I pressed my hands against the collar. "You better wear it too." I smiled, leaning in to give her a hug.

".. Until it's worn and ripped." I said. Edward dropped down beside me and pulled me up against his side.

"Hi." He whispered in my ear.

"Where did you run off to?" I murmured.

"Wouldn't you want to know..." He kissed my cheek and I turned, resting my back against his side.

"How do you like my dress, Bella?" Alice asked, skipping into the room and twirling around.

"Very nice." I nodded in approval. She gushed and sat down on the floor beside the arm chair where Carlise was seated.

"Time to open more presents." Emmett said, coming into the room holding a pile of gifts. Everyone laughed as he placed them under the tree. Alice rolled her torso, reaching under the tree and coming out with a gift. She slid ahead on her butt until she was right infront of me.

"From me to you." She smiled. I reached over the side of the couch grabbing my bag. I pulled out a gift and handed it to her.

"And to you."

"Ah! I know what it is!" She said backing up and opening it up. I opened her gift. It was a stuffed animal with my birthstone in it.

"I like it." I mused. She beamed and then skipped to the CD player to put her new disc in.

I opened up a few more presents, all of them probably worth more than all mine for them put together.

"I don't know how to thank you." I said silently.

"Your smile is good enough." Esme said softly, kissing me on the forehead. She backed up, and I tried my best to smile. It must've worked because she went back into the kitchen to finish dinner.

Jasper came over around four. Rosalie laughed when he walked in.

"I guess they know who their favorite Hale is." She said with a smile, giving him a hug. Jasper just rolled his eyes. He caught Alice's eyes and tilted his head so that they could be alone. She led him down the hall and we heard a door closed.

"It's about time." Edward said. I laughed. Edward tightened his arms around me. Dinner went by at a good pace. It was very good, and I ate until I was full. I noticed how close Alice and Jasper were sitting together.

Later on, Edward led me up the stairs to what I presumed was his bedroom. I sat down on his large bed and watched Edward carefully. He sat down beside me, and pulled me into his lap.

"Did you have a nice night?" He asked me carefully.

"I suppose I did." I smiled.


"Is it going to get any better." I looked up into his eyes and he smiled. "I haven't celebrated Christmas in a long time." I whispered.

"Why?" It seemed that we needed to be quiet but I didn't know why. I looked at him closely taking in every inch of his face. I took in a long, painful breath.

"Because... My mom died on Christmas. Six years ago." I closed my eyes and Edward pressed my cheek to his chest.

"I remember." He whispered.

"Do you?" I breathed. He didn't answer me. "Can I ask you a question, Bella?" I started talking before he could.

"That's why I changed so much, I guess." I sniffed. "It changed me a lot. Everything. And me and my dad haven't come to terms on it. I don't know if we ever will."

"Shh." Edward murmured.

"And I blamed you." I said.

"Me?" He sounded confused.

"Because you had it all. The family, the money, the father who could cure anything. If it were your mother, you would have been able to save her." There was silence for a moment.

"So you blamed me." He said tensely. "Because I'm rich."

"No. Because you didn't come to ask me if I was okay." Tears started falling down my cheeks. "When I came back to school, no one knew about my mom, but you did. Because you had come over on Christmas so many years ago. But I came back and you just stared at me. I was angry that you had left, because I really liked you."

"I had just moved to Olympia that summer, Bella. I wanted... You were cute and I was intimidated. I don't know. I guess I was shy. But when I came up to you later, you completely ignored me." Edward whispered in my ear. "You told me you hated me."

"I had just lost my mother. I--" Edward's lips touched mine gently. He wrapped his hand at the back of my head and just held me there.

"Can I ask you a question?" He asked me a few minutes later as we lay back on his bed. I nodded.

"I love you, Bella." He breathed. I didn't know what to say back.

"That's not a question." I whispered. He leaned over and pulled something out of his pocket.

"My gift for you." He flipped open the box and there sat his question. Oh no.

"Will you marry me?"