The bad boy's baby

Chapter 7 - New beginnings

A/N: Something for Bella too look forward to a new house a new start. Also the song is there because I like The Amity Affliction again XD I chose the instrumental version because I love the guitar.  please read and vote or comment stay awesome!

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We climbed into Luke's car with mum and dad and drove to our new home. We hadn't seen it yet since my parents thought it would be a good idea to let me heal before I left their house in case anything happened to me. We pulled up to a Victorian looking house in a quiet neighborhood. It was beautiful.

"I love it thank you!" I grinned like a small child. They smiled back. I climbed out the car and walked as fast as I could to the front door. I was shocked when I opened the door. There was endless piles of letters all addressed to me. I must have been living at my parents for a long time since he had bought it, he must have changed my address for the mail to come here.

The house was in desperate need of some TLC. "Yes, I know it's no where near perfect or complete, but I thought you and look could fix it up, so it can be truly your home," My dad said nervously. I smiled from ear to ear, "Dad that's so thoughtful but where do we sleep?" I giggled. He led us up an old staircase to an empty room with a double bed and a TV inside, "This will be your bed until you get one of your own," He chuckled pointing at the metal frame. 

It wasn't perfect but I'm sure we'd manage.

I looked around the house, taking in all the details, it was a three bedroom house. Most of the paint work was peeling and there was not a single carpet in any of the rooms and the bathrooms looked like they were in desperate need of being updated. "Oh god, this is going to take a while," I sighed leaning against the door frame.

"Let's get started then," Luke smiled shaking dad's hand, "Thank you sir." My dad winked at him, "Just call me dad." I caught my breath after scaling the house, I was still in pain when doing certain things, the wound had healed but I still had a large scar and since it had ruptured my womb I sometimes had internal bleeding but the doctors said that would heal on it's own, but I'd never be able to have children.

I grabbed my leather jacket and showed mum and dad out hugging and kissing them. "Bye!" They shouted in unison as they walked down the driveway. I collected the letters from the hallway and carefully read through each one, most of them were get well soon cards and letters about how different companies can save me money on my bills. "Ready?" Luke asked grabbing his car keys. Time to go shopping.

We arrived at the mall where we were getting paint and plaster to start the transformation. I picked a rose gold color for the guest room, a cream color for the second spare room and I picked a plum color for our bedroom with a silver sparkling wallpaper that went halfway up the wall. I decided that these colors would be perfect. Then it was time to pick a color for the bedrooms, I picked a baby blue for the first and would have white tiles to compliment the look, the second bathroom would be turquoise, following the blue theme to represent water. I picked a few more colors for the rest of the house and picked up the plaster on the way out of the store.

"There beautiful colors," I smiled proud of myself. Luke chuckled to himself, "Not as beautiful as you." I blushed. He was adorable. We arrived at our new home and we had placed sheets on the floor etc, and put masking tape on the ceiling and skirting boards to make sure the paint was neat. "I'll paint the guest bedroom," I shouted as I poured the paint into the tray. "I will start the bathrooms," Luke replied.

After many days of painting and decorating I began to look for tiles and other decorations such as curtains to complete the house. We were finally done. The house looked beautiful. It felt like home. 

I grabbed my blanket and wrapped it around me, there was no sign of Luke. "Luke?" I whimpered stumbling through the house. "Here," He replied sitting on the metal chair outside. "What are you doing?" I asked annoyed. He didn't reply. "Luke!" I shouted. Tears were streaming down his face. I nudged him, "Answer me!" He turned to face me and put his hand on my cheek, "I want a family of our own...." I stepped back in shock. I ran upstairs tears began pouring down my face. I felt an uncontrollable anger build up inside me.

I can't have children. I've been told time and time again. Now he is reminding me! I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I buried myself into my blanket and grabbed a hold of the pillow, trying to muffle the sound of my crying. 

"Bella, please I didn't mean it like that... please Bella I'm sorry," He whined trying to get me too face him. I held my hands over my face. Fuck him! I angrily thought to myself. "What?!" I moaned. Wiping my eyes I stared at him. "We can have a family..." He looked at me full of hope. "How?" I asked angrily. It was then I remembered that I had a slim chance of surviving but I could actually fall pregnant.... "But Luke you know the risk," I gasped.

He looked at me a look of hurt flashed across his face, "This house wasn't meant for just the two of us," He whispered as he stroked my face, "Would you take the risk?" I looked at him in disbelief, "And what about me! I might not make it!" I screamed. "Do you want to find out?" He asked sliding next to me on the bed. I looked at him and I felt an urge to slap the shit out of him but on the other hand we hadn't even had sex with each other before it was too risky in case my wound was caught, but now it was healed. "Yes," I whispered.

A/N: skipped the sex scene for people :'-)

He placed me on the bed and placed the bed sheet over me to cover me, "That was amazing," He laughed. I giggled, "You weren't too bad yourself." I went into the shower to get washed when I noticed Luke was sitting in the bath tub sobbing quietly. "What's up?" I asked confused. "I can't believe I did that to you, I feel like an arsehole, Bella you could die because of me!" I gasped realizing he was right. What had we done?

I cleaned myself up while Luke went in the bath, I crumpled to the floor crying hysterically, he climbed out of the bath tub and rocked me gently back and forth, "Bella please forgive me," He cried. I stayed silent embracing his warmth. I eventually replied, "We have to tell mum," I wiped my tears and washed myself before putting my jogger bottoms on and just a bra to cover myself while I went for a cigarette. I needed one so bad. How could I have been so stupid?

We walked in silence to the garden. I lit my cigarette and grabbed my phone from the granite counter, I needed to ring mum.