A/N: So, after reading so many wonderful stories, I've decided to try my hand at writing. I used to write short stories and such back in high school, but it's definitely been a while, so PLEASE be gentle! That being said, enjoy and I'll see you at the bottom!

Jenny

Ten Years Earlier:

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, I was frozen in shock. Desperately wishing the stupid little piece of plastic in my hand would just disappear, I tried to make my eyes shut but they wouldn't. The happy little face on the screen just kept staring back at me. Visions of College and living on my own for the first time faded, as newer more scary thoughts took over. Me, overly pregnant, people staring and whispering as I walked past, being stuck in this god forsaken town for the rest of my life. Living in some run down apartment and working my ass off for minimum wage. The visual alone was enough to snap me out of my frozen state, right there I vowed I would do whatever it took to provide for my child along with still getting my education. My mind drifted towards the father, but came to an abrupt halt. I had no way to contact him. The reason I'm in the situation I'm in, is because we both got drunk off our asses at his graduation party/going away party.

Six weeks prior:

I got talked into going to Edward Cullen's graduation party. We weren't what anyone would consider to be best friends, but when you practically grow up with someone, there is some type of bond. With Edward being the Cullen's youngest child, the oldest being Emmett, They decided they didn't want to be on the other side of the country from there children. So after Edward got accepted to Columbia, where Emmett also attends, his father put in for a transfer to New York Presbyterian Hospital. Edward and Emmett both were following in there father's footsteps and becoming Doctors.

With graduation done and over with his parents flew to New York to get everything set up leaving Edward here to end his high school career with a huge party. I wasn't going to go but my best friend, Alice all but begged me to. She was going because her long time boyfriend, Jasper Whitlock is best friends with Edward. According to Alice this was the party to attend, everyone was going to be there. I honestly didn't care, noisy parties and people sweating and grinding up on each other all night wasn't really my thing.

The party was fine at first. We were hanging out and drinking. I must have not noticed how much I was drinking because two hours into the party I was drunk. I guess that happens when you have several members of the male population pressing big red cups into your hand, just hoping that particular one will be the one to make you completely loose any inhibitions you have left. I don't really remember much of what happened the rest of the night.

The next morning…or maybe it was afternoon, when I woke up I noticed I was naked, and in Edward's bed. His leg and arm were draped around me. As quietly and quickly as I could, I slid out from under him, surprisingly, I didn't face plant on the floor. I hurried and put my clothes on then left. I didn't want Edward to wake up and notice that he slept with me. While we might have known each other our whole lives, we were clearly in two separate classes. Edward's family was old money, and if that wasn't enough he was a complete Greek God. Girls threw themselves at him daily and he ate it all up. I don't know if he ever slept with any of them, living in a small town, you can't really rely on what you hear. I however was completely opposite. I was average height and had a small build with brown hair and brown eyes. Not to mention my father was a public servant. I was not girlfriend material for Edward Cullen, hell I wasn't even fuck buddy material. I was saving him an awkward and embarrassing moment when he woke up and realized just who it was he had slept with last night. Luckily it didn't take me long to walk home, one of the only advantages of living in a small town. It was easy to get home without being noticed. I slipped back into my house without Charlie figuring out that I hadn't come home that night.

A month and a half goes by. I've been throwing up every morning for the past week. At first I didn't think about it much. I thought it was just the flu. It wasn't until I saw my calendar out of the corner of my eye that I thought it could be more then just being sick. I didn't even want to imagine the possibility, but at the same time I needed to know. I hopped into my truck and booked it to Port Angeles to get a test. No way was I going to even think about buying one in Forks. If this turns out to be negative, that's all I need is to have some nosy house wife telling my father, the Police Chief that his only daughter was buying a preg…a test. Even thinking the word is hard.

Even one city away, I was still looking over my shoulder. Afraid someone I knew from Forks would jump out at me at any second, I grabbed the first test I see and make a bee line for the cashier. After quickly paying for my purchase, I floor it back home. I managed to make it home without incident and without running into anyone I knew.

After stalling for more then an hour, I finally force myself to pee on the damn stick.

A smiley face. Why a smiley face? I see no reason to smile right now. Not only am I going to have to figure what to do about school, I'm going to have to tell my dad. Oh, God. What the fuck am I supposed to do about him? He's going to flip! My parents had me when they were 17, my whole life they drilled into me the importance of waiting until I was married and to always put getting a good education before anything else in life.

After sitting in the bathroom for who knows how long, I decided to call Alice, she always knew what to do.

"Hey Bella," I heard her answer.

"Alice, can you come over right now, I need you." I sobbed.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I'll tell you when you get here," I told her.

"I'm leaving right now, I'll see you in a few," she said.

Without even saying goodbye I hung up and let the phone drop to the floor.

Five minutes later Alice arrived. Letting herself in like she always does, she found me still in the bathroom with my fist clenched tightly around the test. I looked up when she walked in, holding the test out to her without as much as a sound. Her eyes widened slightly as she took it, she looked down at it then back at me. She did this several times before she tried to say something. I had actually rendered her speechless. I might of found it funny if this situation wasn't so serious. Alice held out her hand and helped me up off the side of the tub. Leading me into my bedroom, we both sat down on the edge of the bed.

"How can you be pregnant?" she asked me.

Rubbing my hands over my face, I answered.

"I never told you this but I slept with Edward," I said to her.

"When?" She asked me.

"At his graduation party," I muttered.

"Oh My God!" she screeched, then in true Alice form she asked, " Was it good?" I could tell she was trying to lighten the mood.

"Alice! What am I going to do?" I asked her.

"Do you want to keep the baby?" she asked.

"I think I do," I told her as I rubbed my stomach.

"Okay, but you might want to visit the doctor soon," she told me.

I nodded at her. I wanted this baby. I don't know why, for some reason I felt like I had to protect him or her somehow. I also felt sad for it. My baby would more then likely never meet his father. I would just make sure to love him more then enough for both parents.

"So are you going to tell Edward about this?" she asked me.

"I don't have his number," I told her.

It was true, I didn't have any way to contact him, but if I tried I'm sure I could find something. The truth was, I was afraid to. We now lived on opposite ends of the country. He'd live his life being the rich doctor, and have the trophy wife on his arm, attending high society functions on the weekends. Besides, why would he believe me? We were both drunk and I ran out before he woke up the next morning. The biggest issue I had was one that I have lived through, my whole life I was shuffled back and forth for every other holiday with my mom. She lived in Jacksonville. I didn't want that for my child. No, I would raise this baby on my own, maybe one day I would marry, then they could have a father figure in there life, but until then, I'd make sure I was enough to cover both roles.

"I'm sure Jasper does, I can have him text it to me," she reached for her phone but I stopped her.

"Ali, please don't, I'll contact him, but I need time. Besides I don't think this is an appropriate conversation for the phone," I said with a slight shake to my voice.

"He has a right to know Bella," she said to me.

"I know that, Alice. However, I refuse to subject my child to having to spend every other holiday away from one of us. I lived through that and I'll be damned if I'm going make my child go through that." I was starting to get angry at this point, I'm not really sure about what though, I think it's finally becoming real. I'm going to be a single parent at 18.

"I think he'd come back here and help you." She said quietly.

Shaking my head, I replied, "All the more reason not to tell him, he's got such a bright future ahead of him, I can't ask him to sacrifice it for me."

Looking down at my hands, I picked at my non-existent nails, "I'll find a way to tell him, someday, but I don't want this to effect both our lives when it doesn't have to. I still want to try and go to college in the fall like planned. And when I have the baby, I'll find a way to still take some classes. I have a full ride scholarship so just as long as I continue to meet the requirements for it, I should be ok."

Bouncing slightly on the bed, Alice seemed to regain her usual spunk, I could almost see the wheels turning in her head." Oh, Bella this will be great! We'll have plenty of room for the baby in our apartment. Oh can I decorate the nursery? We'll have to go look at baby furniture and OMG! Clothes! I can't wait to get clothes for my little niece or nephew!" Her bouncing was getting worse and I was afraid that if she didn't stop soon, I was going to loose what little remained in my stomach.

"Alice, slow down! First, sit still, I feel like we're on a boat and I'm about to get sea sick. Second, we still have plenty of time to think about what the baby will need, I'm only about a month and a half along. First thing I need to do is make a Doctor's appointment. There's no need to plan anything if that test is wrong. Once my doctor confirms everything, then we'll go from there, ok?"

With a slight pout, she nodded slowly. "I know you're right, I'm just so excited! A baby! So, what are you going to do about Charlie?"

Grimacing, I sighed, "I don't know. I'm terrified he's going to go completely nuts. He had that heart attack a few years ago, what if telling him this, makes him have another one? I could just not tell him, we'll be leaving for Seattle in a few weeks. Then…" I stopped because at my last statement, Alice looked at me like my head had just rotated and green shit was now spewing from my mouth.

"Not tell him? Have you completely lost your mind? Say you don't tell him, what happens when you have the kid? Then what? You show up back home with a baby one day. That's supposed to be better for his health?"

I quickly stand up, but stop in my tracks when I see who's standing in the doorway. His face is beet red, he takes a few calming breaths before he speaks, "I think we need to talk."

I followed him downstairs, he pulled out a chair and I sat down. It wasn't until I heard the scrape of the other chair that I dared to look up and, I wished I hadn't, in his hand was the pregnancy test. Fuck. We sat in an awkward silence that seemed to last forever until he finally spoke.

"Who's the father?"

Ducking my head back down so he couldn't see my face I answered, "I don't know."

I don't know why I lied, for some reason I couldn't let Edward get in trouble. I know my dad would be on the first flight to New York if he knew.

"What do you mean you don't know?"

I blushed a deep crimson, how do you explain to your dad, anything having to do with your sex live. Before I could form a response, he jumped back in and said, "I don't need details, I just need to know if you were…" He paused, swallowing thickly, "I need to know if you were raped."

Answering quickly, I said, "NO! Dad I swear it wasn't rape. We were all at a graduation party, and I might have had a drink or two. But I was coherent enough to know it wasn't rape. I don't know who it is because I woke up alone."

Trying to maintain eye contact, I took biting my lip. I hope I had convinced him.

"OK, I believe you. I won't lecture you about underage drinking right now, only because I think you can count this as a lesson learned. Now, what are you going to do about the baby?"

I couldn't believe how calm he was being. I expected screaming and yelling, not a calm rational conversation. My confusion must have been playing across my face because Charlie, spoke again, "There's no use getting angry over this, what's done is done. We just need a game plan. I need to know if you plan on keeping it and what you're going to do about school. I won't lie, I'm disappointed, but you're my only child and I love you." The last three words choked off as my dad tried to gain control over his emotions.

Trying to hold back my own tears, I began to explain what Alice and I had gone over earlier. I don't think he likes the fact that I'll still be about four hours away but Alice is my strongest support system right now and if she's in Seattle then, that's where I need to be.

I woke up around 9 the next morning. After going through my morning routine I called my doctors office to schedule an appointment. Luckily they had an opening later this afternoon. I called Alice as soon as I got off the phone with them. She agreed to go with me; I could almost feel her excitement through the phone. I wish I could share in it, but right now, I have so many other emotions running through me, that if I had anymore I might explode.

Charlie walked through the door around 6:30 that night, I sat on the couch waiting for him. I had called earlier in the day to let him know I had an appointment to confirm the pregnancy.

"Well?" he asked.

All I could do was nod. It didn't take long for the tears to start up again. Not even five seconds later I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. He didn't say anything, he just held me while I cried. I knew everything was going to be ok. It didn't mean I wasn't terrified though.