Here's the real Chapter 7.

I figured since so many people actually care about this story and know that I do have a life outside of Twilight(shock, I know), then I could give you all a chapter.

This is chapter is a Holiday Present for one of my Best Friends, Alanna.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of it's corresponding books, Stephenie owns them. Nor do I own "When You're Gone", Avril Lavigne owns that.


I woke up on a gloomy Saturday morning. That's good, I thought to myself, sunshine wouldn't fit my mood. I was really missing Edward at this point. Tears leaked from the corners of my eyes at just the thought of him.

I pushed the covers back tried to get out of bed without falling. My trying was all in vain. As I sat on the floor, my hand automatically went to my stomach. This is probably going to be more difficult than I thought, I mused. I can't believe I'm carrying a child within me... I'm not sure if I'm made for this.

I got off of the ground and went to the bathroom so I could shower. I turned the water on warm and let it run for a minute while I took off my clothes. I looked in the mirror at the scratches across my stomach that were disappearing and felt a strange mixture of relief and sadness. Shaking my head, I stepped, carefully, into the shower, under the running water.

I let the warm water cascade down my body, willing it to wash away all of my troubles and sorrows. My hand grasped the strawberry shampoo bottle and squirted some into my hair. I let the sweet smell carry me away and allowed it to relax me further.

Soon I felt the water fade to a cooler temperature and figured it was time for me to get out. I took my time drying my hair, taking care to be meticulous. Walking out of the bathroom, I saw that I had only really wasted an hour. It was only 10 am. This is going to be a long day, I thought to myself, sullenly.

I walked down the stairs, taking care not to fall. Wandering into the kitchen, i looked for something to eat for breakfast. I felt a craving for banana bread but as we didn't have any, I figured I could waste some time by making it. First, I was going to have to go grocery shopping. I almost felt giddy at the prospect at having another thing to waste the day on. I hadn't really realized how much I missed Edward until now, when it was so close to him coming home.

I grabbed my keys and went to my truck, making my way down to The Thriftway. As I walked into the Thriftway, I felt many eyes on me. Thinking nothing of it, I went on with my shopping. Walking down the baking aisle I nearly ran into Jessica, who had a strange look on her face. I immediately began to feel nervous.

Jessica gave me a snide, Lauren-like glare, before walking rather close to me; it was almost intimidating. "So, Bella, I hear you think you're pregnant," Jessica spat out, glaring in my eyes. I was in shock, how could she know that? As if I had said my thought outloud, Jessica smiled, smugly. "My mother was behind you at the drugstore yesterday, and says that she saw you buy a good three pregnancy tests."

I know my mouth had to be gaping wide open, because Jessica gave me another ugly look before continuing her tirade. "I bet Mike didn't even rape you. I bet you're making it all up so you'll look like less of a hussy when it turns out that you're pregnant. You came up with this plan that would get you both off scotch-free but end up with Mike in trouble. How'd you get Edward to go along with it?"

I could feel the tears form behind my eyes, but I forced them back; I would not give her the satisfaction of making me cry. "Actually, Jessica, Edward and I have never even had sex. So, how could the baby possibly be his?" I said in a cold, calm voice. Jessica still smiled as if what I said didn't even phase her.

"That may be so but how can anyone tell if you and Edward didn't have sex before Mike raped you. Or did you just have sex with him and this is how you're way of covering your ass from Edward?" Jessica said, getting really close to my face. I resisted the urge to spit at her.

"Maybe that in the rape test the doctor said that it was quit obvious that I had been raped and never had sex before," I challenged. "And I would never have had sex wtih him willingly. And yes, that asshole got me pregnant, because of his raping me, why don't you spread that around town... oh wait, I'm guessing you and your mother already have," I practically yelled in her face, before pushing my cart past her and grabbing the banana bread mix off of the shelf headed to the check out.

Sitting in my truck as the rain began to fall, I finally let the tears fall down. I was proud that I held them in as long as I had. I felt a pain in my chest that I hadn't felt since Edward came back. I started the ignition, of course, jumping at the roar of the engine. I turned the radio on not wanting to drive in silence, lest everything crash on me again.

I soon found that turning the radio on was a huge mistake. Avril Lavigne's "When You're Gone" had just come on, and I immediately wanted Edward more than I had all day. I looked at the clock as the intro to the song was playing; it was only noon. I sighed, singing along with the words.

"When You're Gone"

I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side

When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now

[Chorus
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you

I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you
And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do

When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now

[Chorus
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you

We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah
All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah

[Chorus
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you

At the end of the song, I was crying anew. I'm really pathetic, was all I could think at this point. He's only been gone for like two days, Bella, chill. I continued driving for a minute until I came to my house. Pulling in my drive I was relieved to see a silver volvo with my greek god waiting.

I parked my truck and practically ran to my love. Of course, me being me, I nearly tripped. Luckily, Edward caught me, but he swung me around gently and pulled me into a hug. I reached up and kissed his neck, then jaw, and finally his lips. Edward burried his face in my hair and inhaled deeply, sweetly kissing the top of my head.

Edward pulled back a little and chuckled as I slightly whimpered. "I know I'm home a little early, but I couldn't stand being away from you so long," Edward whispered, placing his forehead on mine. I gave him a peck on the lips.

"I know the feeling. I'm sorry for... pushing you away. I thought I needed time alone," I said closing my eyes, leaning against Edward's body. "You have no idea how wrong I was."

"I missed you Isabella Marie Cullen," Edward said with that crooked smile that makes my heart skip a beat.

"I missed you, too, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen," I said in an airy voice. We began to walk to the house before I remembered the groceries in the truck and went to get them but when I turned around Edward already had them in his hands.

Walking into the kitchen I began to put away the groceries but Edward told me to sit and let him do it. After he was done, which was all of five seconds, he came to sit next to me. "Bella, why were you crying in the truck?" Edward asked in a slightly worried voice. I took a breath and explained what happened at the Thriftway and the song.

"I can't believe that... Jessica has really gone too far," Edward said in an agnry and disbelieveing voice. I got up and went to sit in his lap. I ran my fingers through his hair gently and lay my head on his chest.

"I think we should just ignore her and everyone else. They're going to talk no matter, so let's just let them talk. I don't care anymore," I said, wrapping my arms around Edward. Edward sighed and began to relax, well, as much as someone made of stone can. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and Edward got up, carrying me to the door.

As Edward put me down I opened the door. It was a person that looked really official, I could hear Edward sigh. "Hello, I'm looking for a Miss. Isabella Swan," the woman said in a bored voice. I told her that she was looking for me. "I'm giving you, your papers that tell you the date of your trial, you vs. Michael Newton. If you sign on this dotted line it will tell the judge that you will show up on the date of your trial and give your testimony," she said handing me the papers to look at and sign. I signed them and handed them back. She handed me another paper with the date and time of the trial. "Now if you could give me directions to Mr. Edward Cullen's house, I can deliver his papers," she said giving a small smile to me.

"That won't be necessary, since I'm right here," Edward said taking the papers the woman was holding out to him. Edward signed his papers and handed them back to the woman.

"Thank you," the woman said before turning and walking away.

I just stared at the paper in my hand and sighed. "June 24. Three weeks from now," I said with another sigh. "Three weeks and hopefully he'll be in jail for a long time."


I hope y'all liked that. I know it's kind of crappy in the beginning. I couldn't think of anything!

And may I say I know NOTHING of the legal system. In fact... I'm thinking of just skipping the trial... cause I mean, it'd end horribly if I wrote it. Just for the fact I know nothing about it. I know about as much as Elle Woods before she became the whole lawyer. ... yeah