Pink stripes von Yuuka_Ayana ================================================================================ Kapitel 1: Past-due ------------------- There were two little stripes. Pink stripes. And the worst thing was, they wouldn't erase. One would be the result I'd have preferred, but I knew it was my fault that there were two of them. Maybe it was just a false alarm, the only thing I knew that I was past-due. For almost a month. „It might be a hazard. Those things are faithless.“ Not even his glance said he was positive about what he told me. I guess it couldn't be helped. I'm his only daughter, barely full age and pregnant, it was clear he wouldn't want to believe it. “Is it him?“ “Him what?“,I asked. “The father? Cullen? Edmond?“ I rolled my eyes. “Edward. And yeah he is.“ For a few moments we just stared at each other. I could see him thinking about me having sex and then repressing it from his consciousness. Well I also don't like thinking of him having sex. Intelligible, isn't it? “At least should you tell him about“, gesturing to my belly “this.“ “Yeah you're right.“ I surveyed him and I could tell he was not feeling well with me being in this state. Nonetheless he hold off with his opinion. He wanted me to decide. “Thanks Dad.” “For what?” “For not loosing your temper.” “I'm not happy with it.” “I can see that. Anyway you're not putting the bite on me. I'm grateful for that.” “It's no use. You don't listen to anybody.” “Almost.” I smiled a little and hugged him. “Thanks.” “No problem.” During the ride out of town my smile increased. He'd would cheer when I told him about it, definitely. Always he said how much he loved me, now there would be a proof for anybody. Everyone could see this sign of our love. I wasn't able too help myself to jump out of my truck, running to the door. My running was impatiently, the answer was prompt. Alice was glaring into my eyes. Before she could greet me I was on my way to the stairs, barely hearing her calling. “Bella wait, you shouldn't go upstairs!” I didn't care about her words. All I wanted was too fulfil my vision of him smiling so happy about my news. Other things didn't reached my brain. Staying in front of his door I heard it in the first place. A dull giggle. I was sure I knew this giggle. But my brain was useless, like a jealous wife I stormed into his room, awaiting him to sleep with another girl. There was another girl. But they didn't have sex. She was kissing him all over the face and at his neck. If she pretended not to or she really did not hear, I don't know. All I knew was I needed to get away from there. From Laura having fun with my boyfriend. I didn't care if there was an excuse for that or an explanation or whatever. Seeing him like that compressed my heart and my lungs. Ignoring that, I turned on my heels, passing his siblings and the door, bouncing in my truck. The tears came on the road, obscured my sight and forced me to stop. I could still hear his cries echoing in my head. “Bella wait!” But I wouldn't. This hurt was burned into my chest. How could he expect me to forgive him? He swore to love me until he died and now he broke promise just about one year. I chastised me for being so naive. Thereby I always thought I wasn't like those country girls, impregnating and believing every single word they were told. Renée would be disappointed, even though she'd been one of those girls. At that moment I just thought about how dumb I've been for believing him. How could he, in some way be in love with me? “You're special.”, he always whispered into my ear. Now I was imaginings how many girls he told that. I was getting sick. But this therapy helped: I was getting angry and stopped crying. Half an hour after I started at home, I was back. Charlie was watching a game on TV, holding a beer in his hand. “Why are you back already?”, he asked. I'm sure if he'd known the truth it would have worked out another way. I chose lying. “He wasn't home.” “Are you okay?” “Yeah. I'll go upstairs. What d'you want for dinner tonight?” He was already lost in TV again. “Your choice.” Should I be worried? I was pregnant but he was sitting in front of the TV. A socialiser would have brought me into a asylum. I knew he cared. But first he did everything for watching baseball and second he always didn't know how too talk with me about serious things. I was his big girl and could figure it out my own way. He was right about that. But for this I needed help. My heart pounded like I ran a marathon. Was it right too tell him about it? He was the only person I could think of. And also my best friend. If I couldn't tell him, who else? An intimate voice answered. “It's Billy...” I cut him off. “Hey Billy. Is Jake home?” “He got here just a minute ago. You want me take him on the phone?” “No thanks, I'll come over, but I wanted to know if he's there, so I don't want to come over for nothing.” Booming laughter on the other side. “You count me to nothing! I'll tell him.” At least I smiled a little. “Thanks. Bye.” All the way down to La Push my heart was racing like the engine and tyres of my truck. Jake. Like my dad's, his opinion of Edward wasn't the best. He was jealous, I think. I was crazy to tell him about another man's child. I just couldn't help myself. He was already standing in front of the door, his face enlightened by a smile. I could make a few steps before he stood in front of me, hugging me very tight. “Jake- … I can't breathe!” After I freed me, I asked: “Where do you get that enthusiasm from?” “It's good to see you.” “Thanks.”, I repeated in a low voice. “What did you want to talk about?” “Am... You promise me not to shout?” “What did you do? Killed someone? Broke someone's bones?” “Not exactly.” was my respond. His smile was huge. He was always amused of me hurting myself or some other people. I took a breath but nothing came. I tried once again. “I'm pregnant.” My voice seemed hysterical. His smile shrank a little. “Is there any chance it's mine?” Saying nothing was his answer. “Well can't be helped. What is it?” Luckily I didn't burst into tears. “What are you saying? It's not older than a month. You cannot appropriate the gender after such a little time.” “Yeah that is what we learn bio. But you as a mother you should feel it.” “Stop it. I can't believe it, you're saying such things.” “Hey, my mom was right about my gender.” “The chance you're right is about 50 percent. That's a lot more than in the lottery.” “Yeah you're right.” “And I bet on” I began, my forefinger uplifted “you're father wanted a boy so he could not get into situation like this with a daughter.” “Guess so.” he answered with a crooked smile. “So what are we doing now?” My good mood crackled as soon as it came. “It's maybe not the best kind of hobby, but would you accompany me in the hospital? I need a to approve it and I don't want to show up alone.” “ 'kay, anytime.” Gratefully I hugged him tight. “Great I will give you a call.” My friend seemed to be vexed. “You already want to go?” “I just feel like I need some time for me. I need to think what I'll do next.” “You can't do anything aside from waiting. You can wait here as well as you can do at home.” I needed to confirm he got a point. “Besides you got someone to talk to. I bet Charlie is hopelessly overstraining with this situation.” “And you're not?” “I am, not with you standing here, pregnant, but rather you behaving like you're an hermit.” I couldn't help but smile. “Hermit?” “Stewing in your own juice is not the best way of showing you'll be a good mother. What about the father?” Interested I examined the pasture under my feet. “I don't wanna talk about him.” In an instant Jacob became serious. “What happened?” “Nothing.” I still watched the ground. Roughly my friend turned my head so he could look into my eyes. “That is not nothing. Bella tell me.” As expected my liability forced me to stick up for him. “No. You'll just get angry.” And he got. “What did he do?”, he asked in a tight voice. Sooner or later he would know it anyway. So I could also tell him. “There's a girl in my school. When I went to Edward an hour ago, she was with him and kissed him.” The neutral tone of my voice was a surprise to me. “He's cheating on you.” he declared with an uninfected voice. Once again I tried to squirm free. “No...” “Oh come on Bells, you caught him red-headed. Don't you realize what he's doing?” “There might be...” “...an Explanation?”, he ended my sentence, “Bells you really thought this would last till the rest of your life?” His intensive look didn't allow me to avert his eyes. “No, but Jake it's not that easy for me.” “You'll love some other men, so don't care about him that much.” Since when was he so precociously? It took some time for me to answer. I recalled that I knew it from the beginning. Someday there would be the big break up. So I choose a rational answer. “First I care what is on the next months.” “That's way better.” His smile was back. “Come on in. We can watch bad sitcoms.” Even my smile returned. Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)