Rediscovering Love

Edward and Bella met in High School. After graduation they lost contact and went on with their life. Years later they meet again. Both have a lot of secrets. They're both unhappy and when they bump in to each other, they start to realize that there is more than just friendship. A/H OC ExB

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5. Chapter four: Hard Lives

Edward’s age: 20
Bella’s age: 20

Edward’s POV

I can’t believe that two years have already passed since Lauren told me she was pregnant. The time flew like it was nothing, but some things are still freshly printed in my mind. One of these things is the moment I told my family about the pregnancy. Shit hit the fan.


Lauren and I are still sitting in my room when my mother comes in.

“Edward, dear, breakfast is ready.” I look up and give her a small smile. “Everything okay?”

“Yes, Mom,” I answer. “Can you call everybody in the living room?”


“I want to tell everyone something. I’m sorry.” She just nods and leaves the room. I look at Lauren and I see she has a nervous look on her face.

“Are you going to tell them now?” she asks.

“We have to,” I answer. “They think I’m in here to tell you about Julliard.”

“Oh.” She looks out my window. “They knew.”

“They found my acceptance letter. I couldn’t lie to them.”

“But yet you lied to me.”

“I never lied to you, Lauren,” I say. “The letter arrived the day before yesterday. I was going to tell you yesterday, you just didn’t give me a chance.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispers. I stand up and put my hand out.

“Come, we have to tell my family about us.” She takes my hand and I pull her up, immediately hugging her. “Everything will be fine,” I whisper in her ear.

We walk out of my room and down the stairs. In the living room is my whole family. My parents are sitting on the love seat and Alice is sitting on the sofa.

“Good morning, everyone,” I greet them.

“Good morning,” Lauren says.

“Son, Lauren, is there something wrong?” My mother asks us. I look at her and see she looks worried. My father and Alice have the same look. I glance at Lauren and I can see how nervous she is.

“We have some news and we both don’t know how you are going to take it,” I start.

“We didn’t want this to happen, but it happened,” Lauren adds.

“Lauren just told me she’s pregnant.” My whole family gasps.

“You, bitch!” Alice yells. “Are trying to tie him to you? Is it even Edward’s?” Lauren ducks away in my arms, but Alice doesn’t care.

“Alice, please.” I glare at her. “It’s not like we wanted this to happen.”

“Maybe you didn’t plan it, but I don’t trust that bitch.”

“Alice! No cursing.” Alice has a sheepish look when Mom scolds her.

“I’m sorry, Mom.”

“Lauren, Edward,” my father calls. We turn to look at him. “What are your plans?” I stare at Lauren and then back at my father.

“I’m going to marry Lauren and we will go to Seattle and study there.”

“What!” Now it is my mother who screeches. “You cannot mean this!!”

“Edward, are you sure?” Dad asks me. I just nod and then look at Lauren.

“I want to be there for my child and my future wife.”

“This is ridiculous. Mom, Dad, you can’t let that stupid thing ruin Edward’s future. His future is music and Julliard,” Alice tells my parents. “You have to stop them.”

“Alice, can you leave your brother, Lauren, and us alone, please,” Mom asks of her. She looks in shock, but does what she was told. She stands up and leaves the room, but not after she glares at my fiancée.

“Lauren, are you sure the baby is Edward’s?” Dad asks her.

“Who else could be the father?” I ask him, rolling my eyes.

“Edward, stay calm,” Mom reprimands me.

“No, Lauren is my girlfriend for three years and she wouldn’t cheat on me.”

“Okay, we trust you both. What are your plans?” Dad asks before anyone could get angry.

“I’m going to marry Lauren and then we will go to Seattle. I’m going to look for a job, while Lauren already starts with college.”

“Did you think about where you both are going to live?” Mom questions us. “Renting an apartment is not cheap.” I look at her stupidly, because I didn’t think about the practical side of everything.

“I think it is for the best that you two stay here and go to community college in Port Angeles,” Dad decides. I see Lauren nodding.

“Are you sure?” I whisper.

“Yes, it’s not what I had planned, but if we can stay here it will help us so much,” she answers. We look at my parents and tell them we agree with them. They tell us we have to do chores to cover the costs. We agree with everything.


That summer we got married and moved to the guest house that my mother renovated just for us. Seven months after we told everything to our parents, our beautiful daughter was born. She was born a few days before Christmas. We named her Savannah Lauryn Cullen. We thought about it a lot, and we gave her the two names we both loved.

Now, a year later, we both have started college and we live on our own in the guest house. This night, Lauren has a study night, just like yesterday and the day before. Every time I want to do something as a family, she finds excuses. One time she has to work, another time she has study group or a paper to write. I’m starting to think that she is avoiding me and our daughter. When I hear through the baby monitor that Savannah is crying, I go to the nursery. I pick her up and notice she needs a diaper change. After putting her on the changing table, I put a clean diaper on her.

“How is my beautiful princess?” I coo as I put her pajamas on her small body. I want to put her in her crib when someone knocks on the front door. “Who is knocking on our door?” I put my daughter in her crib and walk to the front door. When I open it, I see Mom standing there.

“Hi, Edward,” she greets me while walking in the house. “How is everything?”

“Fine, Mom.” I close the door and follow her in the living room. “What are you doing here?”

“Can I not visit my granddaughter?” she asks with fake innocence.

“You can, but it’s almost nine in the evening. Savannah is sleeping.”

“Oh well, you caught me. I’m here to talk about Christmas.” Mom always makes a big Christmas dinner, but since everything happened with Lauren, Alice refused to join us.

“Alice isn’t coming,” I guess.

“She refuses to sit and I quote her: ‘If the wicked witch of the west is coming, I’m not. Only if my stupid brother comes to his senses, I will come back on Christmas’,” Mom tells me sadly. “I don’t know what to do.” I sigh. There is a solution, but I know I will be hurt and Lauren will hate it.

“Lauren and I will stay here,” I say to Mom. She looks up and I see the hurt in her eyes.

“No, Edward. You have to be there with our granddaughter.”

I take her hands in my hand and look her in the eyes. “Alice left right after high school, Mom and not once did she come to visit,” I start. “That’s almost two years. Last Christmas she went to visit Jasper and his family. I have to do this for you and Dad.”

“No, you don’t have to do this.” Mom’s tears are falling on my hands. “This is a family event and you have to be there with your family.”

“Mom, Alice asked me to choose between her and my wife and kid. I love Alice, but I also love Lauren, and I cannot choose between them. If Alice will come when I’m not there with Lauren, then I will not come to your Christmas dinner.” Mom takes me in a hug and whispers that she is proud of me. Finally she lets me go and leaves.

“Goodnight, Son.” She closes the door. I stand up and walk to my room to get ready for bed. I don’t think Lauren will be home soon.


The next morning I wake up with a cold spot next to me. Lauren didn’t make it home last night, just like the night before. I wonder what they’re doing in that study group that they’re staying till the early hours. I shower before going to my daughter’s room. I’m just in time, ‘cause Savannah is waking up.

“Hi, there,” I greet her. “How is my beautiful girl?” She only smiles at me. She’s almost one year old. Her first word was ‘Dada’ and I smiled so big. I walk with Savannah in my hands to the living room to see Lauren sitting on the sofa.

“You’re late,” I say.

“You mean early.”

I stare questioningly at her. “Lauren, you didn’t come home. I waited for you last night.”

“Oh, didn’t I tell you. My study group wanted to go out and I went with them.”

I can’t believe this. Did she just tell me that she went out with her friends, instead of coming home to her family? I look at the little girl in my arms and see that she’s already back to sleeping. I put her back in her room and go back to the living room. Lauren isn’t sitting on the sofa anymore so I walk to the kitchen where I see her standing at the island.

“You mean that you put your friends before your daughter.” It isn’t a question, just a statement.

“Yes, I didn’t go out with friends since that brat was born.”

“That brat is our daughter.”

“No, it’s your daughter. I never wanted her to be born.”

“And that’s the reason that you don’t pay any attention to her.”

She just shrugs her shoulders and walks past me out of the kitchen. I follow her to our room, where she is stripping out of her cloths. She is still the same hot girl as she was in high school, even after the pregnancy. I walk up to her and hug her from behind.

“I’m sorry, Babe,” I whisper. “I know you don’t have a lot of free time.” I turn her around. She looks in my eyes and smiles.

“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything,” she whispers back. I take her hand and pull her to the bed. I start kissing her and show her that I still love her.

Afterward, I see her sleeping and I cannot help but think that a lot will change in the future.


Isabella’s POV

Tomorrow is the last day of my sophomore year at Harvard and I couldn’t be happier. I finally have time to relax. Last week I discovered that I’m pregnant and tonight is the night I’ll tell my husband. Yes, my husband. Last summer, Paul and I finally got married and I couldn’t be happier. The moment I told him I do, was the moment I finally felt whole or so I thought. Today I discovered that in nine or eight months my life will be finally complete and I can’t wait. Paul is now a lawyer at a small firm in Cambridge. I didn’t even know he had studied Law. He told me that he joined the Marines right after high school and started college. When he was back, he finished is degree. Now he’s a candidate for a partner of the firm and he’s making a good chance at getting the position. Today is the day that his boss is going to tell him. If he gets it, we’ll have two things to celebrate. I’m walking into our house, smiling. The house smells like roasted chicken and I follow the smell to the kitchen. In the kitchen stands my handsome husband behind the stove.

“You’re home early,” I say as I kiss him.

“Yeah, I wanted to be home on time, because it will be busy the next few months and I will be home less,” he explains.

“What do you mean?” He turns around and puts his hands on my waist.

“I got a visit today from my boss.” I smile at him, but wait till he goes further. He stays silent and I hit him on the chest.

“Come on. Tell me!” I say impatiently.

“Well, he said that I did a good job on my last case, just like all my cases. He thinks that I’m great at my job and thought about a promotion.”

“Did you get it?”

“From tomorrow on, I will be the new partner of Jackson & Lewis.”

I squeal and hug him. “Congratulations! I’m so happy for you.”

He laughs at my behavior and hugs me back. “Thank you, Darling.” He lets me go and walks to the refrigerator. He gets out a bottle of champagne. “I thought I would cook to celebrate my promotion. I bought this bottle on my way home.”

I smile at him and walk to kitchen island and sit down. He puts a glass before my nose and starts opening the bottle. When it’s open he rushes to fill the glasses, but I put my hand on the glass.

“Not for me,” I say when he looks questioningly.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s not good for me.” I smile. His confused look only stays in his eyes. “And for the peanut inside of me.” His eyes become big and he starts smiling.

“Do you mean…?” I just nod. “Oh, this is amazing!” He puts the bottle down and comes to me, hugging, lifting me off the ground and spinning me around.

“I’m dizzy,” I say between laughs. He stops turning abruptly and puts me down.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Are you alright?” I have to laugh with his worry for me.

“I’m pregnant, not sick.” He smiles at me.

He kneels down, lifts my shirt and kisses all over my stomach.

“I can’t wait till this baby is born,” he says against my belly. He stands up and finishes our food. I set the table and wait till he’s done. The food is phenomenally good and I can’t help but moan. We finish our food and talk about our future.


A couple of weeks later I’m sitting in the waiting room of my new gynecology doctor. Paul isn’t here yet, but he can arrive any moment. My cell buzzes. I start looking in my purse and when I find it. I see I’ve received a text message.

I’m sorry. I’ve got a big case. Can’t come.

I sigh. It’s one of the million messages he sent me where he said that he couldn’t come. Ever since he became partner, I haven’t seen him much. Today we were going to our doctor for a first ultrasound and I hoped that he would be here for it.

“Mrs. Collins.” I look up and see a nurse standing in the door of the waiting room. “It’s your turn. Doctor Denali is waiting for you.” I stand up and follow the nurse to an examination room. She leaves and I sit on a chair at the desk. I look around and she a lot of posters about pregnancy, adoption and…abortion. I understand some of the girls have them, but I won’t do it for anything in the world. It is human being that is living in my belly.

“Good morning, Mrs. Collins,” the woman greets me. “I’m doctor Denali.” She puts her hand out and I shake it.

“Good morning, doctor. Call me Bella.”

She smiles and goes to sit on the other side of the desk.

“Okay, Bella. You can call me Tanya.”  She takes some documents and looks at them. “Isn’t your husband going to be here?” I look down and shake my head no.

“He’s busy at work. He was supposed to come, but was held up,” I explain. I’m trying so hard to hold my tears off, but I can feel them falling down my cheeks. I hear the scrapes of a chair moving and then someone takes my hand.

“Bella, look up,” Tanya says. “There is no reason to cry.”

I look up and see a worried looking Tanya sitting in front of me.

“It is our first appointment and now he’s working.”

“I’m sorry to ask, but as your doctor I have to ask such questions.”

I nervously wait for her questions. She took a tissue and starts to wipe my tears away.

“What is the question?” I ask after she throws away the tissue. She sighs and stands up.

“I know we still have to confirm, but if you are pregnant, will you both be ready for the baby?” I look at her shocked that she can ask something like this. She holds up her hand. “Before you start yelling, it’s a question we have to ask everyone.” I bit my tongue and see honesty in her eyes.

“I’m ready for this baby,” I finally answer.

“And your husband?” I look back down and start to think. When I told Paul, he was happy with the pregnancy, but he didn’t mention it once and today he stood me up.

“I don’t know,” I finally say. “He was happy when I told him, but ever since he hasn’t talk about it and today he didn’t take time off.” I take a breath. “It’s like he has changed his mind, but I know he wants children. I just think that the timing is wrong.”

I’m glad I can talk to someone about it, but I’m scared of Tanya’s reaction.

“Why do you think the timing is wrong?” she asks.

“When I told him he just got a promotion at his work. He became a partner in a law firm.”

“That’s indeed bad timing, but even if you had this baby later or earlier, he would be busy at his work. So it cannot be an excuse.”

I know that she is right, but I’m still doubting everything.

“Look, lets confirm the pregnancy and do a sono. Okay?” I just nod and Tanya stands from her chair. She pulls on some gloves and gives me a little cup. “You have to pee in this cup. Afterward, I’m going to take some blood.”

I wince when I think of the latter. I so hate needles.

“Not a fan of needles?” she asks.

“I hate needles.” She smiles and shows me where I can pee.

After I fill the cup and come out the toilet, Tanya is sitting at her desk typing away on her computer. She looks up when she hears the door falling in the lock. She calls a nurse who takes the cup and disappears.

“Bella, sit back down. I’m going to draw some blood.” She comes to stand next to me and helps me push up my sleeve from my shirt. I look away from the needle.

“Are you still going to school?” she asks. I just nod. “And what is your major?”

“I’m in pre-med.”

“You want to become a doctor?”

“Yeah, a pediatrician. I love to work with kids.”

“Was it your first choice?”

“No, when I was a little I wanted to become a teacher, but when I grew older, I starting to love to help people when they were hurt.”

“Interesting. Voila, I’m done.” Tanya smiles. I look up to see she’s holding a tube with a red liquid.

“I didn’t feel anything,” I say surprised.

“That’s because I was distracting you, while I was taking your blood.” She winks. “It will take some hours before the result will come through. Do you want to wait here or should we call you?”

“I will wait. I can drink some coffee in the cafeteria.”

Tanya looks at her clock. “Well, it is my break. Do you mind if I come with you?”

I shake my head and smile at her. I think I just made a great friend.


Near the hospital is a small coffee shop and that’s where Tanya and me are drinking. Tanya chooses a macchiato and I choose a simple tea.

“Where did you study for to become a gynecologist?”

“At Harvard. In the beginning I didn’t know what kind of doctor I wanted to become and I started as a pediatrician. I did that for one year at the children’s department at the hospital. There I learned the distraction technique.”

“How did you become a gynecologist?”

“A friend of mine was pregnant, while I was still studying. I wanted to learn everything about the subject and changed from pediatrics to gynecology.”

There is one question that I so want to ask. She looks so young and I can’t help but wonder how old she is.

“Ask your question, Bella.”

“How old are you?” I blurt out. Tanya starts laughing and takes a sip from her macchiato.

“I’m 29 years old.”

“That’s so young and you already have your own practice in this hospital.”

“Okay, I’ve graduated two years ago and it helps when your father is the chief of the hospital,” she explains. “I’ve never asked him to give me this position, but he didn’t want me to struggle so he offered me the position. There weren’t any gynecologist here, so it was an easy decision.”

“So you took it.” She nods and takes another decision.

“At first there was an older doctor who transferred from another hospital. After a year he was tired of working here and transferred back. I’m now leading the gynecology department.”

“I cannot believe you made it already. It’s my dream to lead my own pediatric hospital, but the studies are so hard.”

“You will make it, Bella. You just have to work hard. How old are you?”

“Twenty,” I answer her.

“See, you have plenty of time. Can I advise you on something?” I nod and drink from my tea.

“If we confirm you are pregnant, take the year off. It’s most certain that you will miss a lot of classes when you’re in labor and also afterwards you’ll have to take time off. That baby needs his mother the first few months.”

“You speak like you have experience,” I state.

“It’s not that I’ve had experience, but a close friend of mine was pregnant during junior year. She struggled a lot, but eventually she made it. She took her senior year off, graduated a year later and is now a nurse at the hospital.” Tanya gives me hope with that story and I know one day I will get there.

We order another drink and we get to know each other.


A few hours later, we are back in Tanya’s office. She has the results of the tests and I’m patiently waiting for her to say something.

“Well, you’re definitely pregnant.” She smiles at me. “I’m saying that you’re around 10 weeks.”

My smile is growing big.

“Can we do an ultrasound?”

“Yes, we certainly can.” Tanya stands up and leads me to a bed. She pulls my t-shirt up and squeezes some gel on my stomach.

“Oh, that’s cold.”

“I’m sorry, normally I warn the mothers, before I put the gel on.”

“It’s okay.” I smile. She is busy with the machine and then she starts moving something on my stomach.

“Aaah, there is your baby.” She points with her finger at the screen.

“It looks like a peanut,” I say. “It’s so small.”

“That’s normal. The baby still has to grow the next thirty weeks.” She looks further and a moment later she types something on the machine and there comes a paper out.

“What’s that?” I ask her.

“This is a picture for you and your husband.” She smiles. “You can look at it till next time.”

“That’s great. Thank you, Tanya.”

“You’re welcome.” She turns off the machine and gives me some wipes. I wipe the gel off my stomach and stand up. Tanya stands at her desk and is writing something.

“When is my next appointment?”

“The receptionist will give you a new one. This is my private phone number. I think we will be great friends.”

I take the card from her hand and look at it.

“Thank you. I will send you a text so you will have my number.”

“That’s great and good luck! See you next time.” She gives me a hug and I respond to it.

“See you next time.” I leave her office and walk to the reception desk for a new appointment.

“The appointment is in 4 weeks, Mrs. Collins.” I take the card from the girl behind the desk and thank her. I walk outside the hospital.

I cannot help but think that a lot will change in the future.

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