Morti Fine

by ziddiz

I envied humans. They were well with change. Their bodies, minds, their life changed easily with there environment. I envied them because we were not well with change.

We had a month until the Volturi came. Just a month. A month.

We'd just started our lives. I'd started my own happy ever after. I'd met Esme−a beautiful, lovely, maternal, magnificent women− and she had become my wife and love in such a short amount of time. She was human and I, vampire when we met, but that didn't affect us much. She had convinced me she wanted every human deed done before she was turned. And we did.

Mistake.

It was a mistake for me to do something so foolish. How could I have been so stupid? The 3 weeks of our honeymoon was over when we found out she was pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant. With a child. But it wasn't any child it was my child. Our child. Our loves creation. Our sweet little Isabella Marie. Our Bella.

Or she was the outcome of my stupidity.

Carlisle. . . I think I'm pregnant. . .

She had said those words with such wonder written upon her face that for along moment I was stunned silent from her beauty. And then, then came the dread.