A/N- Hey you guys, I'm so sorry I kind of ditched this story, I just had a lot going on for a while, and still kind of do, but I will try my best, no promises. I may not be updating in November, I am doing the NaNoWriMo, (just look it up) so I'll be super busy. Well, I hope you guys like this chapter, will try to get the next one up soon! xoxo

I don't know when I eventually fell asleep, but I found myself waking up on my bed, what seemed like hours later. The curtains were drawn, and it was dark outside. I sat up, pressing down onto my temples; head rush.

Looking over to the nightstand on the left of the bed, I saw my cell phone sitting there. I hesitantly reached for it, wanting to call Edward, but pulled my arm back; I couldn't face him. I was so ashamed still. I tried to banish these thoughts of reality, suddenly wondering why Carlisle or Esme hadn't come in to check on me yet, but I was glad for the fact; they were giving me some much-needed space.

I stood up, stretching out as I did so. My back was grateful. I glanced at the bedside clock, which indicated that it was 4, what I assumed, am. Standing up, I walked to the small closet, and changed into a t-shirt and sweats.

Walking towards the bedrooms' door, I stopped. I was going to enjoy this little privacy I was given. Instead, I walked into the bathroom, turning towards the mirror. I brushed my teeth, and then my hair. I loved how it looked when I brushed it; once again shining.

I sighed heavily, looking at my reflection. I couldn't avoid them any longer. Stepping out of the bathroom and flipping the light switch, I made my way out of the room and down the long staircase; Esme greeted me at the bottom.

"Good morning, Bella. It's still really early, you don't want to go back to sleep?" All I could do was shake my head, and I hugged her. I didn't have the words to say without bursting into tears, and she seemed to understand this. She pulled me in, and sat us down on the couch.

I don't know exactly how long we sat there, but in silence, for quite a while, I was crying, clinging to Esme as if for dear life. Eventually, my tear ducts dried, and I sat up on my own, letting go of Esme.

"Feeling better?" She asked. I nodded in reply.

"I think I'm going to go take another shower." I told her, and I knew she understood my thanks.

I didn't really understand why I was crying, until I was able to drag myself back up the stairs at my slow pace, and saw the small silver cell phone on the nightstand. I took it, and walked into the bathroom. I did realize that trying to get any privacy was futile, but I did try anyway.

My hands shook. Did I really want to do this? Would he be mad at me? I had basically just uprooted his entire family. And not to mention I was currently carrying someone else's baby. Would he never want to see me again?

These thoughts played over and over again in my mind as I slowly put in his number.

The last button. The brightly green glowing one. Press talk. I took a deep breath, and closed my eyes, pushing the button. I held the phone to my ear, wondering if he would even answer.

On the first ring, he answered. His reaction wasn't exactly what I expected.

A/N- I feel slightly evil. Hehe. Next chapter on the way, inbox me with any suggestions, reviews help get the chapters out quicker (hint hint) Love you all! Byee