What if, in Breaking Dawn, Carlisle and Edward were going to get the baby out by any means? Even if his phone a n meant drugging her? Bella runs away to protect her baby.
I don't own Twilight. (a few quotes are taken directly from Breaking Dawn)
BPOV
He said "We're going to get that thing out of you…." NO! I wanted this baby. A few minutes later when Edward was distracted I picked up his cell phone and called Rosalie.
"Hello?", Rosalie said.
"Rosalie? It's Bella. Please. You have to help me."
"What's wrong?", she sounded compassionate but a bit annoyed.
"I'm pregnant and Carlisle and Edward what to 'take care of this' they want to kill my baby!"
I heard her gasp, "Bella, I promise. I will not let them hurt you or your baby."
"Thank you! We're going to the airport now. I have to go Edward will be back soon. I'll meet you at the airport. Bye, and thank you, again." I said tiredly.
"Stay healthy Bella, don't stress out I'll help you. Bye." Rosalie replied.
Good thing I hung up when I did, Edward came back not two minutes later. I figured out he didn't know anything. We got on the plane, and about ten hours later we were getting off the plane in Seattle. I was silent. Around the baggage claim area I saw my new family waiting for us. I ran to Rosalie and she secured me in her granite arms. Everyone was shocked especially Edward. "Rosalie, let Bella go.", he said through his teeth.
"No, I'm not letting you hurt that Bella or her baby!", Rosalie said.
"Let's continue this at the house." , Carlisle said.
I went with Rosalie, even though Edward looked at me with pleading eyes. I knew he was thinking that Rosalie just wanted my baby. I knew Rosalie had always wanted a baby, but I could tell she also wanted to be an aunt.
It was dark by the time we got back to the house and sat around the dining room table, I sat in Rosalie's lap, knowing that she wouldn't let go.
"Bella, please. That thing is killing you.", Edward pleaded with me. He called our baby a thing. "Well, for your information, Edward," I snapped, "it's a baby a living, breathing, person."
"Bella, please, the fetus it already dangerous.", Carlisle said. Jasper sent waves of calm toward me. "I don't care I want this baby!", I declared standing up.
"You're all stressing Bella out. I'm taking her upstairs to rest!", Rosalie yelled. She picked me up and ran me to her room. It was elegant with a lot of white. She sat me down on the couch.
"I'm going to stay up here with you, but I'm going to listen to what everyone is saying downstairs." Rosalie, told me. She laid down on the floor and pressed her ear to it. Her eyes went from calm to confused to in shock and horror.
"What's wrong?", I said panicking.
"Bella, They want to get rid of your baby. Carlisle said the safest way would be to catch you by surprise and give you a heavy dose of morphine. Bella they'll kill your baby even if it's against your will.", Rosalie said to me. Her voice was shaky. They didn't care what I thought, they were going to kill my baby. Now I'm PISSED! I motioned Rosalie to come over to me.
"Do you have a piece of paper and a pen?", I asked trying to be calm. She looked at me quizzically, but soon realization passed across her face. She knew that Edward would be too preoccupied on Carlisle's thoughts about "taking care" of my baby to listen to Rosalie's thoughts. To make sure that none of the rest of the family knew my plan I would write it. *Bella's writing will be in bold, Rosalie's will be in italics*
Bella, what are we going to do?
You have to help me escape.
What!? How?
Everyone else will be preoccupied: Edward and Carlisle will most likely go to the hospital to get the supplies to kill my baby, Alice will be focused on how the procedure will go, and Jasper will be trying to calm everyone down, and Esme will be stressed out. I'm not sure how I'm going to escape.
I have an idea. I'll sneak you out through the window; I'll call a taxi to come pick you up at the end of the driveway. I'll give you my clothes and you leave you're here so you're scent will still be here.
Thank you Rosalie, for everything, you know I might never see you again.
I know, Bella, I love you like a sister.
I smiled at Rosalie. She picked up her phone and called a taxi. We switched clothes and she ran me down to the end of the driveway. I hugged her goodbye and the taxi driver put my suitcases in the trunk and I got in.
"Ok where am I going?", the driver asked me.
"To___________."*I'm not sure the exact street The Swan's live at.
I looked behind me at the slowly disappearing driveway, and I said good bye to my old life.