Chapter Nineteen
Left.
Alice

After a long and restless night, I headed downstairs, already excepting what was about to happen.

The house felt cold, empty of all of the kindness and warmth it once held for me. I knew that most of the Cullen's had already left, I knew that Edward had finally convinced them to leave last night after hours of arguing, the only one who remained now was Edward himself.

He thought he should be the one to break my heart.

"Good morning." He spoke, no feeling to his voice, as I came down the last of the stairs and entered the living room.

"Morning." I replied, coping his tone, knowing there was nothing good about this morning.

"Alice, we're leaving now." Edward told me, a little grief passing through his expression before he crushed it.

"I know you're the only one left." I nodded, refusing to cry in front of him.

"I can't keep hurting you like this Alice." He sighed, losing a little of his resolve before quickly building it back up.

"Hurting me?" I questioned coldly. "When have you ever hurt me except for right now?"

"Last night, the night before that, and so many other times emotionally. You've gotten hurt countless times because I couldn't save you." He replied.

"Last night wasn't anyone's fault, the night before that was the greatest night of my life, and we're married, it's normal to hurt each other a little over the course of a relationship. And you couldn't have saved me from my fall or my fathers abuse, it wasn't up to you to save me, I didn't need to be saved." I told him, hoping a little bit to change his mind, I knew deep down that that was impossible however.

"I'm not going to argue with you over this." He told me calmly. "Goodbye Alice." Edward kissed the top of my head and I couldn't help it as tears started streaming quietly down my face.

"This is the last time you will ever see me." He promised me, a coldness to his normally kind golden eyes.

The next second, he was gone, ripping my heart out painfully as he left me behind. My head spun as I fell to the floor, crying my eyes out and clutching my stomach, trying to cope with my sudden loss.

My stomach suddenly lurched and I rushed to the nearest bathroom to throw up, suddenly sick from grief. I threw up a few more times before my stomach finally settled down and I forced myself to go upstairs and crawled under the covers, wallowing in my heartache as I drifted unconscious.

I slept until the next morning, my stomach waking me up and I rushed to the bathroom to throw up again, feeling better after I did.

As I went to walk back into the bedroom I noticed something funny in the mirror. My nightgown was tight around my middle, and I couldn't ignore the small bump that poked out from between my hips.

I sunk to the floor as my visions caught up to me. The images of me clutching my stomach protectively, my protruding stomach, all of it meant one single terrifying thing.

I'm pregnant.

I tried to catch my breath as I panicked, not knowing what to do, not having anyone to turn to.

I'm pregnant and Edward just left me.

I took a deep breath and stood, carefully walking into the bedroom and pulling out a skirt and top from the closet. I got dressed quickly, not wanting to acknowledge the bump between my hips any longer then necessary and I threw on a jacket as I ran downstairs, locked the doors, and ran out to the garage where my van was parked.

I jumped inside and started off towards Toms house, he's the only person I can tell.

I pulled into his driveway and headed up the steps of his front porch, ringing the doorbell quickly.

"Alice?" Tom questioned as he opened the door.

"Hey, are your parents home?" I asked him.

"No, they're going out of town for the weekend, why?" He asked me.

"I need to talk to you, it's serious." I told him and the grim expression on my face seemed to convince him.

"Come in." He opened the door wider and motioned for me to come inside.

I went into the living room and sat on the couch, Tom took a seat beside me and took my hand, noticing my nervous energy.

"Alice, if this is about the other night, I'm so sorry. I honestly tried to control my uncles. Billy just gets a little too wound up when it comes to vampires and Harry follows whatever Billy and Quil do so-"

"Tom, stop, this isn't about that night." I cut off his frantic apology.

"Then...what's it about?" He asked confused and I took a deep breath.

"The Cullen's left yesterday morning." I admitted, looking at the floor.

"W-what?" He stuttered.

"Edward freaked out about me getting attacked and blamed himself for it. He convinced his family to leave early yesterday morning, he stayed behind to tell me goodbye however." I sighed, trying to keep my tears from flowing.

"But, it wasn't his fault,...it was mine!" He jumped up from the couch and started pacing frantically. "Oh my god, I caused this! He didn't get you hurt, I did! Alice I'm so sorry!"

"It's fine." I sighed. "I don't blame either of you, but that's still not my biggest problem." I sighed, wrapping my arms around my midsection.

"Then what is?" Tom asked, eyes wide and unbelieving that anything could be worse for me right now.

"I-I'm pregnant." I spit it out quickly.

Tom stood shocked, rooted to his spot in the floor, wide eyes looking between my face and stomach.

"You're serious?" He asked quietly, shocked to his core.

"Yes, my visions don't lie." I shook my head.

"Oh my god." He sunk to the floor. "Vampires aren't supposed to be able to have kids." He shook his head, trying to explain the situation.

"Maybe not the female ones." I grumbled.

"So...you're really...pregnant." He sighed, nodding his head. "Okay, so what do we do?" He asked.

"I have no idea. I can't contact the Cullen's, that's for sure." I sighed. "I had no one else I could tell, you're the only one who can know."

"My grandmother may be able to help you." He said hopefully. "She's great with remedies and stuff."

"Remedies? You think I want to kill it?" I gasped.

"Alice, aren't you afraid it's going to hurt you? Don't you want help? Isn't that why you told me?" He asked confused.

"I don't want to get rid of it Tom!" I cried. "I just needed someone else to know, I can't do this by myself." I cried, a few tears escaping down my face.

"No, no, don't cry, I'm sorry Alice, I'm sorry." He apologized rapidly, coming and getting onto his knees in front of me, taking my hands and soothing my hair out of my face. "My grandmother can still help you, she may know how to help you through this, or she may know someone else who can." He said, always hopeful.

"Okay." I nodded. "But she's the only one who can know." I told him sternly.

"Okay, I'll call my parents and tell them that you and I are taking a trip to Forks to see everyone." He nodded. "We can leave first thing in the morning."