Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this. I wouldn't be on here if I owned anything. I don't own anything but the plot!

Bella woke up feeling sick, again. She groaned as she got up and ran to the bathroom.

'Why do I have to be so stupid?' She asked herself as she threw up into the toilet. Once she was done, she took a showered and then got dressed. She decided on a white tank top with a sea green cardigan, dark, stone washed jeans, and a sea green beanie. She went down staires, grabbed an apple and her messenger bag and put on her brown, high-heeled boots and walked outside to her midnight blue, Audi R8 TG Spyder. She hopped in and drove to her art studio.

Once she got there and opened up the shop and then set up an easel, paint, and brushes. Then she flipped the Open/Closed sign and turned on her new Black Veil Brides CD and started painting.

First, she painted a man that had short brown hair and green eyes. He was 6'0 and was wearing a grey shirt, leather jacket, jeans, tenis shoes, and an Egyptian safty medallion. The second guy had long brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing similar clothes to the first man, but with boots. They were both looking at something she couldn't see. They looked like they were in a wherehouse.

Ding. The bell went off as Bella walked into the front room and saw three men. Two of them were the men from the painting. One of them was her boyfriend, Dean.

"Hey, baby girl." Dean said softly. Bella ran into his outstreached arms and hugged him tight.

"Hi, D." She replied, just as quietly. Then, she turned to the two others. "Hi, Sammy. John." She said as she hugged them both. "Why don't we go into the back room and talk."

"Ok." They all said.

Once we were in the back, Bella paused the music and grabbed three beers and handed them out.

"So, how have you been doing, Bella?" John asks Bella.

"Good, but I need to tell you something." She says nervously.

"What is it, Bells?" Dean asks, impatiently.

"Well…I'm pregnant." She replies, watching his reaction.