(Edited 29-4-2014)



I couldn't believe it.

This couldn't be happening to me.

How could this happen?

The thoughts rampaged through my mind as I stared at the offensive little device in my hands.


How could I be pregnant? We were always so careful.

Oh god! What have I done? We only just moved in together. Literally I unpacked the last box yesterday.

I could feel the tears running down my cheeks. What was I going to do? Edward's music was just taking off in a big way. This could ruin his career.

"Bella?" I heard Edward call out to me.

"In here," I called back.

"Are you okay, Love? You've been in there a long time." He sounded worried.

"Yeah I'm fine," I assured him, trying to disguise the strain in my voice. I knew I couldn't completely fool him but I didn't want him to get any more worried than he already seemed to be.

"Can I come in?" he asked softly knocking on the door.

"Just give me a minute," I pleaded as I jumped up to dispose of the three positive tests. After quickly wrapping the used tests in toilet paper and washing my face I moved over and unlocked the door.

Edward face contorted into a mask of pain and worry when he saw me. Did I really look that bad? "Bella? What's wrong? What happened?" he pleaded as he wrapped him arms tightly around me. It took all my energy to not breakdown again as he held me.

"It's nothing," I whimpered, burying my face in his shoulder.

He held my body away from his so he could look me in the eye as he spoke. "It's not nothing if it's hurting you, Love."

"Really it's fine," I sniffed. Then I remembered something. "Don't you have a meeting to get to?"

"You're more important. I'm sure I can move some things around." He didn't look confident about this last statement.

"No, you should go. Besides I need to get to work anyway." I managed a small smile in an attempt to convince him everything was okay.

"Are you sure?" he looked sceptical.

"Uh huh!" I nodded frantically.

"Okay, Love. I'll be back at three." He came over and gave me a quick kiss before he ran out the door. "I love you, sweetheart," he called back as the door closed.

As soon as the door closed I broke down again. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the violent sobs shook my body. I tried to calm myself but every time I only succeeded in making myself more and more upset.

Eventually I was able to calm myself down enough to call and get the day off work. Angela was worried about me but when I promised to be there the next day she decided to leave me be.

Once that was done I quickly threw on some clothes - not caring what they were, or if they matched - grabbed the bag of trash from the bathroom and made my way downstairs to my car.

Twenty minutes later I was frantically knocking on the door of the only person I knew who could help me with this mess.

This is my first story using this account. I hope you like it.

Ages: Bella – 23, Edward -25