I shake my head profusely as I dismiss the idea of having a child.

Tears pool to my eyes as I can't find a logical idea, other than being pregnant, as the vomit sprew out from my mouth of yet another few days of vomiting.

I know that I'm pregnant but I just can't imagine that.

After all I'm still in denial from Tuesday and its currently the week after and a sunday.

First my mate rejected me and then I went and get pregnant! Life couldn't get any better.

How could I've been so carless as to not use protection.... Or at least stopped myself? After all it was my first...

The tears finally escape my eyes as my heart pained when a next Bach of vomit arise from my throat and out my mouth hole.

"No" I rasped out and I slowly pick myself off of the floor after taking deep breaths and take caution steps towards the sink.

My breath was ridged and I felt it pretty hard to breath but I suck it up and opened the taps.

The cold water oases out of the tap and flow gracefully into the sink.

This can't be happening!

I shouted in my head as I finished wash my mouth with water, I open the cabinet above the sink and took out the Listerine after searching frantically through the multiple bottle of pills.

I opened the lid and pour out some Listerine in the cap of it and threw it in my mouth.

I closed back the lid and squirm around the Listerine in my mouth leaving it for a couple of minutes before gargling and squirming around the Listerine in my mouth. I spit it out and when I sure all of the Listerine was out I swallowed my spit and cringe at the sore throat I was getting.

I held onto my throat and went down stairs into the kitchen.

I felt numb....I felt like I should be punished.....I felt like crying and pitying myself all night.

I don't know what to do anymore! I feel so lost.

I'm only sixteen for crying out loud! What am I suppose to do with a pup? And worse yet my parents, who adopted me, doesn't know about werewolf existence.

I pull on my hair in pure frustration. I can't possibly tell them about werewolf.....Can I?

No! I can't, it will come like I'm betraying my pack but I don't know how they'll handle it when I tell them about my pregnancy.

"Ugh!" I groaned as my brain rakes with ideas on how to tell my parents.

I love them way to much to lie to them but I also love my pack enough to not betray them, although many of the pack members bully me because of my nerdy appearance, they are many more who respect the way that I dress and act upon my actions.

My taughts were cut short when the door nob turned and make an octive click as murmurs sounded through the once empty halls of the house.

"Isabelle, are you home!?" My dad shouted out to me.

"Yea I'm in the kitchen!" I called back but it wasn't that strong and I doubt he heard it.

I was scared. And freaking nervous! I didn't know what to expect but all I know is that I deserves it.

About a minute later of rackling sounds coming from the grocery bags in the living room (which is connected to the kitchen), dad head pops into the kitchen with a huge grin.

He steps further into the room as a now concerned frown replaced his bright grin.

His posture was of pride and gratitude but as he neared me his shoulder slouched back but I don't miss the tense fist he has.

"What's wrong?" He questioned as he came and sit on a stool next to me.

His hands shoot up and started to rub my back in a soothing manner.

I looked down at my legs and chew on my bottom lip, in hopes to cool my nerves.

How do I tell them without making them disappointed?

"Bella? What's wrong?" He asked again.

I looked up from my shaken legs and stared straight into his warm concerned eyes......probably the last time I'm going to see that.

I sighed inwardly, trying to
Keep the tears at bay.

"I-I-I....I need to talk to both mom and you together" I stated as I stand up and go to call mom.

I can't break down now...I can't break down now...

I reminded myself as I walk to the staircase.

"Mom!?" I shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm coming, honey!" She called back right away once she heard the urgency of my voice.

I didn't mean to sound so urgent but I'm so worry of losing them both because of my stupid hormones.

I heard her footsteps before she even came in view.

She saw my state and grab a hold of my arms and looked at me in the eyes. "What's wrong?" She asked, the same concern dad had was echoing through her voice.

I held out my hand for her to take and led her into the living room with dad trailing behind.

My anxiousness were on high alert and my heart was beating furiously in my chest as I sat both parents down on the fluffy couch.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes for a brief second before opening it back.

I looked at their concerned faces and swallowed the big lump in my throat.

"Before I begin...just hear me out okay?" I asked hopefully.

They looked alarmed as they stood up simulataly.

I shake my head 'no' and tell them to sit back down and they obeyed.

"What's goi-" I cut them off before they can ask that darn question again.

"Just promise me that you wouldn't freak out?" I asked as they looked at each other with an unreadable expression.

"Honey-..."

"Promise me!?" I asked a little louder this time.

They nod their heads and I exhale a breath.

My eyes shined with unshed tears as I begin my road to disappointment from my parents.

~F L A S H B A C K~

[To Be Continued.....]