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Preface
Bella
"I'll be right back, love. It's just a quick hunting trip." I had heard those words before from the person I lived for; the person who held my life in his strong, marble hands, yet it was different from every other time. Usually I was already wishing for him to be back, but this time I didn't want him anywhere near me. Not when he wanted to hurt my precious, little nudger.
I looked up at his god-like face and winced. His golden eyes weren't deep and warm like I remembered, they were cold and hard and the matching strain in his features made him look in pain. He bent down and kissed my forehead, glancing at my swollen stomach, before quickly turning away so I couldn't see his sudden rage at the sight of our baby.
"I'm not leaving!" Rosalie hissed from across the room, glaring at my Edward.
"Rose, you should hunt before the procedure." Carlisle warned, touching her shoulder. I had to stop myself from screaming at him. How could the man that I considered a father call killing my baby a procedure? Getting rid of my little nudger was not a surgery or something he could fix; it was his family. Though the rest of the family - except Rosalie - agreed, it was too dangerous for me to carry Edward's child.
"I want her to stay," I spoke up, causing everyone to look at me. Ever since Edward and I had returned from our honeymoon, my relationship with Rosalie had improved miraculously, much to Edward's annoyance. She defended my decision to keep the baby, but the two of us against the other six was an impossible fight. They were going to force us to back down at some point.
"Fine," Edward gritted his teeth, locking his jaw. He was gone seconds later, speeding into the woods without a second glance in our direction, with everyone but Rose following behind him. I realized that would be my last time seeing him since I didn't know what the future held, but it wasn't going to be what he wanted. I had to leave my husband and my family, but it was to save my baby.
Rose helped me to my feet and our plan sprung into action. She sped across the room and upstairs, gathering everything I needed in seconds. She carried a suitcase and rucksack into the garage, placing them into the trunk of Edward's Volvo.
"Everything you need is in the car. A map to our house in Vancouver, money, clothes, and everything else."
"You really can't come with me?" I didn't sound hopeful, I already knew the answer.
"I'm sorry, Bella." Her beautiful face genuinely looked upset. "I can't leave Emmett, even if he did agree with Edward."
"What are you going to tell them?"
"I'll make up some excuse. Tell them I decided to go hunting after all and when I came back, you were gone." She paused, looking down at my stomach. "I guess it's a good thing Alice can't see you because of the baby or this wouldn't have worked." She placed her hands on my stomach, making the baby kick me crazy.
"He likes you," I grinned. "He's kicking."
"You really think it's a boy?" Rosalie asked, smiling at me.
I nodded. "I think I'll call him Edward Jacob. E.J for short."
"I like that. What if he is a she?"
I blushed at my unusual choice. "I'll name her Renesmee, then."
"Huh?" Her eyebrows creased, looking confused.
"I was playing around with Renee and Esme and that's what I came up with. Too weird?"
"Yeah," She nodded, making me frown. "But it's one of a kind and he or she is too, so it fits."
I got in the car, realizing that the others would be back soon. It was now or never.
"Goodbye, Bella." Rosalie whispered after hugging me. "I hope we see each other again."
I nodded, but didn't reply and instead started the engine, not trusting my voice with the sudden load of tears that were threatening to take over my body. I looked in the mirror as Rosalie watched me drive away, until eventually she and the Cullens' house was out of view. I drove on the 101 highway for a moment, before turning left on the 110 to La Push. I couldn't do this alone.
The small, wooden, red barn-like house brought a smile to my face as soon as I could see it. Jacob was already outside, waiting on me. I guessed that with his werewolf hearing, the sound of my driving had tipped him off. I turned the engine of the Volvo off and paused, taking in his appearance. His coal black hair had grown to his shoulders, his lips were pressed into a hard line, and his arms were folded across his muscled chest.
I stumbled over the uneven ground until I reached him, glad that I was wearing a baggy sweatshirt that hid my bump.
"I'm surprised you're not a leech yet," he smirked slightly, the explosion after our last conversation at the wedding seemed forgotten.
"Jacob," I gulped. "I'm not here for a casual meeting. I'm leaving Forks and I want you to come with me."
A/N: This was just a short introduction, other chapters will be longer. Please review! It will make me update faster.
