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The Way I Love You

Edward and Bella do something they shouldn't have. Now they suffer the consecuences. How will they handle the pressure of being parents and other challenges along the way? All human characters. Slightly OOC, not too much though. Edward and Bella are 18. **Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Twilight.****The sequel is now posted. It's called "Total Bliss...Or Not" so check it out!**Create your own banner at mybannermaker.com!


2. Late

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Two weeks late.


This isn't supposed to happen to me. I'm only 18 for Christ's sake! And Edward, oh, my Edward. What have I done to him?

Of course, I wasn't positive...yet. I haven't even taken a test. Which is why I'm here now, pacing in the bathroom. I had driven to Port Angeles earlier for a test, because if I had bought one in Forks, the whole town would have suspected I was with child in a matter of seconds.

Nothing is kept a secret in a small town.

So like I said, I'm in the bathroom pacing back and forth, fidgity and nervous, waiting for the stupid stick.

Five minutes passed.


I couldn't move. I was frozen, holding the test.

"Bella?" Edward asked again, this time opening the bathroom door. "Bella!" he yelled when he saw me. "Honey, what's wrong?" He rushed over to me, shaking me a little.

"Bella, look me in the eye and tell me what's wrong," Edward demanded.

And then he saw what I was holding, the results, and I wasn't the only frozen one.



"We're parents now," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

And then I broke down and started sobbing. I threw the stick against the wall and sank down to the floor, my face buried in my hands. He immediately sat down too and pulled me into his lap, my face against his chest. He stroked my hair and whispered comforting words in my ear.

"It's going to be okay love. We'll get through this together," he murmered. He gently rocked me back and forth, holding my head to his chest, where I could hear the steady beating of his heart.

"What about Charlie?" I blubbered.

"Let's worry about you first," he chuckled. I glared at him through my tears. This was so not a laughing matter.

"What? I think I have a right to be happy. I'm going to be a daddy!" he exclaimed, suddenly grinning from ear to ear.

"Who says I'm keeping it?" I muttered, looking away as I try to recover from the way he dazzles me.

"What?" Apparently he heard me.

"I'm just not ready to be a mom, Edward! I'm 18 and I haven't even graduated yet!"

Edward just looked at me. There were so many emotions crossing his face. I was able to pick out a few: shock, anger, but mostly hurt. No happy feelings came with what I just said.

He got up from the floor, his arms letting me go. He reached for the door, but I stopped him.


"What, Isabella?" he said, his voice hard. Uh-oh, he used my full name. He still wouldn't face me.

"Why are you leaving?" I whispered dumbly.

He whipped around to face me, his eyes wild. Even when he's furious he's still beautiful. My heart jumped a litte.

"Bella, you just said that you were going to kill my child. Why do you think I'm leaving?" And with that, he slammed the door behind him.