A/N: YAY! My laptop is back! Alright here is the re-write of chapter one for Goin' Crazy.. I hope you guys like it.
One: Jersey
Goin' Crazy
I never would have imagined, in the short time I knew him (Which now, I realize how short it really was) that he could do such a thing. I was so naive and stupid when I very first met him. I was so blinded by the simple fact that he had choose me, out of all of the beautiful girls in the world, he chose me, Bella Swan. He said he loved me, loved me, yet he left saying he never did, leaving me alone. I don't understand how such a sweet, powerful word can change into one of the most evil, hurtful word ever. To this day, I can't help but wonder; was everything he told me a lie? Was everything I had gone threw in our relationship; the pain, the hurt, pointless?
Exactly one month ago my life took a drastic turn. I sometimes find it funny how just one little birthday party could change somebody's life forever. One minute everybody is happy and laughing and smiling-well everybody except Rosalie-and then all the suddenly, the room is tense, and full of bloodlust. It is funny how just one small, little paper cut could cause so much fucking pain.
I guess I should've known, I was so young and naive though, careless about the world I was all the suddenly thrown into. The world were I was in love with a controlling vampire and his family were my friends, a world were I knew that they would never eat me for dinner. I was so stupid, to go out with a 109 year old vampire, what in the hell was I thinking? He was so obsessive and overly protective. He didn't make me happy at all; he made my life hectic from the very beginning. I was so stupid, all the damn signs and I still didn't realize.
Three days after my 18th birthday, he left me. I was so stupid; I fallowed a fast vampire deeper into the large, Washington forest and happened to get myself totally lost. I remember it in detail, I remember falling over a tree branch and how I just laid there on the forest floor, in the wet mud, sobbing to a point were I could barely even breathe. I remember how I could hear animals in the distance, and the smell of the rain as it pounded against my wet clothes, the way I shook and shivered almost to death. I almost died that night. Even though, I lived, part of me died anyways. It wouldn't have mattered if I did die; I have nothing to live for anymore.
The happiness in my life suddenly disappeared after that fateful night. Everything I had ever lived for instantly faded into a dim light in the back of my head, I never thought about the past I had before he came into my life, of how happy I was. How could somebody you love so dearly, hurt you so much? For the first week after he had left me, a doctor had to come and force me to eat and drink so I would live. I wouldn't eat, talk, and go anywhere. I was a living zombie technically. My friends tried to call me many times, I never wanted to talk to them and for that, I lost them as friends.
After just two long weeks, Charlie threatened to send me to Jacksonville, Florida, to where my mother and Phil lived. At that moment, I realized that I needed to get my life back in order. I called both, Jessica and Angela back. Jessica really wanted nothing to do with the loner me, and I honestly wanted nothing to do with that gossiping bitch. Angela being such a good hearted person took me back as a friend with open arms. She put up with my moaning and groaning, when ever I cried, she was there for me. She helped me get my life back, and because of her, I lived.
The darkness in my room seems to eat me alive. Making my depressed life seem even more dark and lonely then it already is. This is like a daily thing for me; curl up in a ball on my purple comforter and cry myself to sleep. I let my eyes roam over the small bedroom that had fatly become my safe haven, being alone freaked me out, even though I have Charlie and Angela. I always seem alone without him or it's just the fact that I know I have nobody to love me the way I want them to. Everyday I try to live without him, telling myself that I lived without him for seventeen years and I could live without him for the rest of my life.
I silently move around under my Arizona Cardinals blanket, my body shaking with shivers. I'm a huge fan of the NFL team; Arizona Cardinals. When I lived in Phoenix, Arizona with my mom and Phil, Phil used to take me to some of the football games. When I moved to Forks, I really didn't feel like I could show everyone how big of a football fan I really was. All sports actually in general. Everybody in the Cullen family hates sports and football. Well, everyone, except for Emmett.
It was super cold in the small, empty, dark house. My short black shorts and tight, grey tank top weren't really helping the matter. My tank top was rising up my stomach causing me to shiver; I still remember the cold feeling of his skin against mine. His skin never seemed warm to me, it was always hard and cold, that's all. His kisses were the same way too; they always felt forced and dead. Charlie being gone for a couple of days was hard on me, but I wanted him to get out of the house, to go be with his friends. So he went fishing for three days. He has been one of my rocks since they all left me. I gave up most of my friends for them, and they leave, leave me with nothing at all. Charlie and Angela have helped through so much and I have put them through a lot of bull shit. Often, I wake up from nightmares of the day James had attacked me and bit me or that fateful day in the forest, screaming for help, and Charlie or Angela are always there.
I was so devastated when I had heard that the whole entire Cullen family had left me without saying a goodbye or giving me a hug. I hate all of them for it, I mean I kind of expected Jasper and Rosalie to pick up and leave me without a goodbye, but for everybody else to just leave, it was hard on me. Alice was supposedly my best friend, aren't best friends supposed to cry with you if they have to move, and beg their parents not to go threw with it? She didn't do any of those things; she just left me like I meant nothing to her. Esme, I can't even explain how disappointed I am in her. From the beginning she was more like a mother then Renee had ever been and she left, left without a huge or a kiss. Carlisle, he was my second father. He was always there to bandage me up when I fell. Aren't fathers supposed to stick to there daughters side till the very end, protect them from stupid boys, from everything harmful they in counter? Jasper, I never did blame him for the incident on my birthday. He has to deal with his bloodlust and everyone else's; I can't even imagine how hard it is for him. I honestly don't think the rest of the family understands that. Rosalie, yes she is a bitch (a big bitch), it's not that hard to figure out. She did have a good reason to be though. She doesn't want anything to happen to her family, there hers, not mine and I understand that. I know deep down, somewhere deep down, she is a good hearted person. I just wish that I could've saw that part of her. The side that Emmett loves so much.
Emmett really isn't that huge, muscular, stupid ass, jock everyone points him out to be. The one jock were he can't reside his ABC's or count to ten. Emmett, well he's Emmett. There are so many words to describe him; sweet, handsome, athletic, a gentleman, he loves to joke around a lot, and that's what gets him in so much trouble. I was surprised as he and I became best friends over the summer, I found that he is such a good hearted, fun loving, person. He really does try to be friends with everyone. He is so caring and loveable it's really amazing. Over the last summer, we did everything together. I shared a lot of good memories, memories I will never forget with him. It hurt when I found out he left like he didn't even care about me. Edward didn't like how close Emmett and I were and tried desperately to get us to stop seeing each other. Of course it didn't work, Emmett and I our both stubborn people. I got to show Emmett who I really was when we were alone together. He was my very best friend, I mean Alice said she was my best friend but to me, it was just what her visions had said. A best friend doesn't treat the other like a fucking Barbie doll. It hurt worse when Emmett left me without a goodbye then it did when Edward said he didn't love me and he never did. I wish I could have got one last signature bear hug or one of Emmett's famous warm kisses on the cheek.
Edward, he took away my family, my best friend, the people who I loved the most. He took away my life too. Everything is his fault. He didn't think about how I would feel if he left, he only thinks about how he would feel, he always does that with everything. If you really think about it, he treated me like some doll, some fragile breakable doll. I always had to have his permission to do something I wanted to go do, I hated it. He wasn't a man; a man would face his problems and fears. He was a boy who was useless and weak.
I felt the recognizable wetness drip down my face. I slowly raised my now shaking hands to my face and wiped the familiar tears away fiercely. I hated crying over him, over Emmett, over all of them. I let out a loud sob that I had been holding in for the longest time. I didn't want to be weak, I've cried too much and I am so sick of it. Tap-Tap-Tap… I instantly froze upon hearing those three taps against my bedroom window. I slowly relaxed as I realized it was probably the over grown oak tree outside my window. The tap sounded again threw out my room, more loudly this time though. I couldn't be a tree branch though; a tree branch would sound different. I froze again letting my eyes rest on my window. I was shaking with fear by now. My hands grasped my blanket in fear, I sat up as quick as possible pushing myself against the wall behind wishing I could just somehow sink threw it and disappear. The window opened in till it couldn't go any farther.
I felt the cold breeze before I saw the figure. Slowly it climbed threw the window; the figure shadowing was large and muscular. I was semi surprise that it actually could get threw my small window. I watched with intense fear as the figure straightened to its full height. Who ever this man was was extremely tall. My eyes were blurry with tears and I couldn't see well. My head was fuzzy and I was dizzy, I couldn't think straight.
"Who-are-you?" I stuttered out my fantastic greeting, letting out a shaky breath after. The blanket was falling off of my body as I curled up against the wall even more. I closed my eye's as tight as possible as the tall, muscular figure stalked towards me. I felt the weight of the bed go down and I some how seemed to squeeze my eye's shut even tighter.
"Please-please, don't hurt me." I said as brave as possible, my voice betrayed me by sounding weak and afraid.
"I won't hurt you Bella, don't be scared." a deep, booming, husky man's voice reassured me. The man grabbed my face in his ice cold hands, Vampire...was the first thought that popped in my head.
"Edward?" I breathed out, he was back for me, he finally came back! I flinched away from his touch, scared. Why was he back?
Edward never answered; he just leant forward and kissed me on the lips. The kiss burned my lips like fire; Edward's kisses never did that. I felt a tingling sensation spread threw out my body. My stomach suddenly felt empty, just full of air. It must be Edward; I mean he is kissing me... right?
It took me a minute before responding, Edward was about to back away and most likely jump out the window and run away when I wrapped my hands around his thick, muscular neck. My body was frozen before he had kissed me. Now, well now it felt like everything was on fire. Edward's hands roamed over my body, touching as much as my exposed skin as possible. Something he had never done before. His hands left a burning sensation on my pale, soft skin. Wherever they went. His rough tongue licked my bottom lip; I granted him access into my mouth. Our tongues battled for what seemed like hours before I pulled away panting for breath, he never kissed me like before! That kiss felt warm this time, unlike the previous kisses we use to have, which were cold and emotionless. This one was full of passion and fire.
That kiss was definitely not his usual kiss. His usual kiss was gentle and he would never try to slip is tongue into my mouth, that was to hard for him to handle with his uncontrollable bloodlust. This kiss was rough, yet gentle. It was soft, yet hard. This kiss was passionate, yet sweet. It was a kiss I had never, ever would have believed would come from Edward Cullen. I ran my hands threw Edward's hair expecting to feel the nasty feel of hard spikes. Instead I felt soft curls. Since when has Edward ever had curls? I ran my hands several times threw the curly, soft hair already falling in love with it. Edward attacked my mouth again, I moaned into his mouth as his tongue started another round with mine. I let my hands move on there own accord. They went to his shirt that felt like the roughness of a football jersey. Then they went to the bottom of the jersey and grabbed it, my small hands balling as much of the jersey up as possible. My mouth still was glued to his. I pulled the shirt upwards, there was a wife beater tank underneath though, and I continued to pull it off. I was speechless to see huge, hulk like muscles thundering out of his wife beater. I threw his jersey across my bedroom and started to lift up my small, tank top, large hands stopped me though.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" the same deep, husky voice asked me. Edward's voice had definitely changed a lot. Is that even possible?
I nodded my head yes and he roughly kissed me again. I pulled his wife beater and threw it across the room towards were I had threw the jersey. His huge hands grabbed my tiny tank top and completely ripped it off of me, throwing it to the floor in shreds. He hands wrapped around the side of my stomach, pulling me closer to his large chest. I ran my fingers over his perfect eight packs. Since when does Edward have an eight pack? Last time I remember, he had rolls and nasty chest hair. This chest was hairless and definitely muscular. I shivered at that thought. His hands that were now on my shoulders moved down to my upper arm rubbing them, trying to get me warm. I took a deep breath and moved my hands over to his rough feeling belt, I tugged on it. He backed his head away and looked at me, I gazed up at him. His black eyes were silently asking me if this was what I really wanted; I nodded my head and finished what I was doing. He stood up, getting off the bed, I watched as he pulled down his dark jeans, showing his huge muscular, toned legs. He had boxer's on. I thought Edward wore whitey tighties? I squinted my eyes, trying to make out the design on them. They were red and white, and had the NFL Cardinal's bird all over them. Since when did Edward like football? Let alone my favorite team? I shook my head, this is all so confusing. I was now lying on my back, on my bed breathing hard. Edward rolled on top of me, his elbows holding up his body weight so it wouldn't squash me, yet his body was still pressed up against mine. I noticed that he was way more muscular yet again. Is that even possible? I shook my head again. I inhaled his scent. It wasn't like Edward's usual scent. It kind of smelled like the Abercrombie and Fitch scent. What the hell? When has Edward ever liked Abercrombie and Fitch? He usually wears that crappy ass, old smelling stuff, which he probably stocked up on in the 1920's. I could smell his other natural scents mixed in with it. He smelled like worn leather, the woods, and kind of like a bonfire. I moaned as I inhaled it. I love his new scent, his old one was nasty. It had smelled of peppermint and girly flowers. This new scent is manlier.
I eagerly kissed him again. He chuckled into my mouth; it was more deep and husky though. I liked it. I don't know what happened to the old Edward Cullen, but I am definitely liking the new one. We spent the whole night exploring each others bodies. That night I lost my virginity to Edward Anthony Cullen…
Next morning, November 17th...
Pain... That is all I could feel. I groaned in protest, I don't think I have ever been in so much pain before. My fire like pain burned threw my whole legs and my inner thighs. It felt like I had an ever lasting Charlie horse. I hissed in pain and rolled over on my bed, my body tensed as I noticed that the space next to me was empty. Wait, what? I rolled over again, this time I fell right of the bed and onto the hard floor with a loud thumb. I groaned rotating onto my back; I looked up at the white ceiling up above me letting out a deep breath. I felt a light breeze hit my bare skin, I shivered. Wait, bare? I looked down at my naked body and let out small shriek.
It looked like I had been attacked; bruises covered my creamy white skin. All the bruises were the shapes of ether a large hand or finger prints. I felt tears sting my eyes. How could I let this happen? The cold hardwood floor chilled my naked body. I shivered and slowly, yet painfully staggered to my feet. I gripped the edge of my bed trying not to fall over as I felt dizzy. I looked at my bed and cursed under my breath. Feathers were everywhere, all over my bed and floor. I gasped; the wall behind my bed had a head shaped dent. My body could not support my weight anymore and my knees buckled. I fell right on top of my soft bed. I rolled over onto my side and curled up in a ball. My heart broke even more and I let the tears fall. Threw my blurry vision I saw a flash of red on my floor. I slowly looked up, letting my vision clear. There was something on the floor against my old, wooden dresser.
I weakly stood up, my knees wobbly as I stumbled towards the red. I gripped the red fabric between my fingers, letting it fall onto both hands. I recognized it as Edward's jersey. I unscrambled it and shook it out; it was a number eleven Arizona Cardinals Fitzgerald jersey. I studied the jersey for a second; it was huge, like one of the biggest sizes you can buy. Why would Edward need that big of a size, he is so small?
I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts. I opened my dresser drawer and grabbed my red Victoria Secret bra and panties set. I slipped it on before slipping the jersey over my head. It fell to my knees; I snuggled into it inhaling Edwards's sweet scent. I then looked over at my closet that was full of brand new clothes. Last week I changed my style. I realized that I was wearing plain, ugly, cheap clothes. I needed a nice, good change from that. I didn't change my complete style, like starting to wear dresses and skirts. No, I just started to wear more expensive clothes. I spent hundreds of dollars at stores like; Hollister, Abercrombie and Fitch, Victoria Secret, Bebe, Express, and Forever 21. I know it's not totally what Alice would have liked me to be wearing, but it is better.
I inhaled the scent of my room; it smelled of what I guess was sex and sweat. I knew I would need to get my bed sheets and all my blankets in the washer quickly. Charlie would be home from fishing in a few hours.
I stumbled into the hall, then into the bathroom that I happen to share with Charlie. I let out a deep breath before looking into the mirror up above my sink. I gasped at the image I saw. The girl in the mirror wasn't Isabella Marie Swan, Isabella Swan was a shy, yet happy, alive girl. This girl looked dead, like a zombie, beat up even. Her hair was tangled everywhere and looked unhealthy. Her eyes were swollen and red from crying so much. There wasn't a sign of life in them. They looked soulless, dead. Her cheeks, that usually had a tinge of pink on them from her last blushing experience, was gone. She was as pale as a ghost. Her lips were bright red and swollen. This girl looked nothing like Isabella Swan; she looked offal thin and weak. This wasn't the same happy, alive girl. This was a sad, depressed, dead Isabella Swan. I slowly touched my neck; it was covered in small finger print sized bruises.
"Edward, please be here…" I pleaded into the empty silence, of course, nobody answered my plea. The truth of what had happened last night fell upon me, it was just some one night stand. Something that would most likely be easily forgotten in his mind, but would forever be burned in mine.
He left me again. This time though, he took something that I know I can never ever get back, my innocent, my virginity. I should've listened to Rosalie's warning this last summer. I remember that day a little to well.
Rosalie's Warning Flashback:
I sat on the extremely bright, clean, white couch in the Cullen's overly large mansion on the outskirts of Forks, Washington. My hands were laid in my lap, my thumbs unconsciously twiddling. Emmett was seated next to me, his overly large, muscular body stretched out on the white couch laying, his huge feet on my lap. I rubbed his feet gently, I know I really didn't need to, but he loves the warmth of my skin.
The Cullen's large flat screen TV was on very loudly. The channel was on for mine and Emmett's liking. We were watching retakes of NFL's best plays on ESPN. Rosalie being the cold hearted bitch she was was acting like a total whiny brat of a five year old. She was groaning and moaning about how stupid football was. Emmett ignored her easily, but I, well I was having a harder time. I can not stand her at all.
"Rosalie, if you are going to be a whiny little bitch than leave." I snapped at her annoyed, she turned her blonde ass head towards me and glared. I rolled my eyes, stupid bitch. I turned my attention back to the TV in front of me.
Everyone had left to go hung together in Canada or something like that this morning. They decided that they would leave me to get babysat by Emmett, bad choice there. Rosalie being the jealous ass bitch she was, wanted to stay also. We all know she disproves of mine and Emmett's relationship as best friends.
"Emmett," Rosalie whined, Emmett ignored her making me grin. "Emmett," she repeated, I snickered as I saw the corner of Em's lips turn up into one of his famous dimpled smiles. "Emmett Christopher, Emmett McCarty, Emmett Christopher McCarty!"
"What the fuck do you want Rose? I am trying to fucking watch this and all I keep hearing is your whiney ass, bitchy tone in my ear being fucking annoying as hell. What?" he snapped at her, she looked taken aback. Emmett wasn't the one for being disrespectful to be wife or any woman for that matter. Rosalie though, she asked for it. All they have been doing for the last couple of months is fight. Like me, I can tell Emmett is annoyed by her too.
"Emmett, can you please leave for a little while? I want to talk to Bella for a couple of minutes alone." Rosalie asked in a surprisingly nice tone. My head snapped up and towards her. Damn, I am confused right now. Why in the hell would she want to talk to me? She hates me for fucking Pete's sake.
"Why?" Emmett questioned, he turned his full attention towards her, as did I. He asked her the same question that was going threw my head at the moment… Why?
"I just want to talk to Bella privately, so leave!" she growled at him, he put his hands up over his head in surrender. He sent me an apologetic look before standing up and running out of the house. I watched with wide eyes as the door slammed and Emmett disappeared, leaving me with the evil ass blonde bitch.
I sighed and turned towards Rosalie with raised eyebrows. She had a thoughtful look on her beautiful face; she got up from her seat across the room and sat right next to me. I shifted uncomfortably and cleared my throat as complete silence came over us.
"Did you just kick Em out for nothing?" I snapped at her irritated, she pierced her red painted lips. She was probably trying to not blow up on me and start yelling like the bitch she was.
"No. I just wanted to say; that I know I have been kind of a real bitch to you." I scoffed. "Okay, okay I have been a complete bitch to you. I've been harsh, rude, and well, you know everything that describes a bitch. I just hate how you are willing to give up everything." I looked at her confused. "What I mean is that you're giving up everything so willingly to become a lifeless, soulless vampire. Your giving up everything that I'd die to have; humanity, being able to grow old, to have children, to see those children have children, to be parent, a grandparent. Bella, I've always wanted children of my own, ever since I was a little girl. I can't even to the beach if there is sunlight at all. Bella, being a vampire took away everything from me. This life is shit. If I had the chance to give up everything now and replace it for humanity, I would without a second thought."
"You'd give up everything, huh? Even Emmett… The person who has stuck by your bitchy ass side since he was changed and has loved you with his whole heart?" I snapped at her, now she is pissing me off.
"Bella, Emmett and I aren't really in love… I think we thought we were, but were not… Are relationship isn't working out right now, it really has never worked." Rosalie explained I stared at her wide eyed.
"Really? I mean, I know you guys are fighting, but you guys always fight then have great make up sex, or something disgusting like that."
"Lets just get back on topic. The family is going to be home soon." I nodded. "There is one thing that bugs me the most about you. You have such natural, human beauty. I know, I am beautiful and I am proud of that, but my beauty is inhuman beauty. I got this beauty only because I became a vampire. You're not only beautiful on the outside; you're beautiful on the inside too. Bella, you're a far better person than I could ever be. You are so selfless, loving, and caring. I really do care about you, you really are my sister. That is why I want to warn you." she got that intense look on her face, I stared at her shocked. The selfish, bitch of a vampire was telling me how much better I was then her.
"Warn me?" I questioned hesitantly, now I'm confused. Why would Rosalie Hale want to warn me? She took an unneeded breath before continuing to speak again.
"Bella… Edward isn't who you think he is, well he is Edward, but he's not who you think he turns out to be. You see; Edward will break your fragile, human heart. Edward is not a man, he's a little boy… an immature and prude, little boy. He only thinks of himself when he decides something. He doesn't think of how his choices will affect others lives, he only thinks of how they will affect his. At first, I honestly thought that you'd be the one hurting Edward. I've been watching Edward closely though, for along time actually. I have came to realize that he will be the one who breaks your heart, not the other way around." she explained to me, I stared at her amused. Really? Is this just a joke to her?
"Rosa-" she cut me off.
"Call me Rose, Bella." she instructed, I nodded silently.
"Well Rose, here is the thing; I really do appreciate your warning and all, and I thank you so much for telling me what you think and how you feel. Truthfully though, I honestly don't feel like Edward could ever do that to me. He loves me and I love him." I denied in a whisper, playing with my fingers and not daring to look up at her.
"Fine than… Go get your stupid, weak, human heart broken Isabella." she snapped, her mood changing the fastest I have ever seen so far. I watched as she got up rather heatedly and stormed up the stairs to her room. I let out a deep breath, I actually thought things were going to change with her… but no, seems like that will never happen. I chewed on the inside of my cheek. Damn, is she bi-polar?
I sat there petrified, Rosalie has always hated me. She must be lying. Just trying to break Edward and I up or something…
"Hey! Look who is alive!" I turned my head towards the door upon hearing Emmett's happy, booming voice. He gave me a die for, dimpled smile before sitting next to me wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
"So what did she say to do?" Emmett asked me, I smiled up at him.
"She said-"
"Shit Umbrella, Eddie and the family are home. As much as I would love to here this, Eddie would probably get his knickers in a very large twist if he saw me with his arm around you and heard that I left you alone, with the devil herself." Emmett chuckled; he withdrew his arm from around my shoulder. I giggled at his use of words. Emmett had started to call me Umbrella a while back and I have no clue why.
Emmett and I both plastered are toothy, fake smiles on are faces as Edward walked threw the front door with a gay bounce to his damn step and a goofy, ugly ass grin on his face. I rolled my eyes as he kissed me on the forehead; he never kisses me on the lips. Fuck, I am not five years old. Just kiss me on the God-damn lips you pussy…
I glanced over at Emmett, who happened to be making kissy faces towards Edward and me. I giggled as he winked at me and fluttered his eyelashes…
End of Flashback…
I groaned and walked back to the bed gathering up all the nasty ass sheets. I have to have my room clean before my dad gets back from fishing. Damn, this could take all day.
*One month later, December 17th
I groaned into my soft, purple pillow. Damn it, I forgot to shut of my stupid fucking alarm clock again. I don't need to wake up this early, its Christmas break right now. I rolled over and slapped my alarm clock that happened to be playing the song; what you got by Colby O' Donis.
The days fallowing that amazing night were I had let him take my innocence away from me and leave me again; I had stayed away from everyone. My bruises were definitely visible and it would have been a lie if I said I wasn't embarrassed about them, because I was.
I rolled onto my pillow, hugging it close to my body. My stomach felt seriously sick. I felt that nasty ass gagging feeling that you get when your about to throw up. I shot up out of my bed, the covers tangling with my sweaty body. I threw them off of me before stumbling to the bathroom loudly. I slammed the door shut and hurdled towards the toilet. That is were I threw up my stake dinner from the night before. I groaned and laid my head against the cool tile floor. I've been throwing up since last Friday, almost a week now. Great, now I feel weaker than before.
"Bella, are you okay? You've been throwing up for almost a week now. Do you need me to drive you to the doctor? Work will probably be slow today, I can come in late." Charlie questioned from the other side of the door. I could tell he was awkward because his feet were shuffling and his voice sounded off. If I wasn't so sick, I would have even smiled a bit.
"I'm alright; I don't need to go see a doctor. You just go to work, don't worry about me." I croaked as loud as my voice could go (which wasn't very loud).
"Okay, feel better sweetheart." he told me before walking back down the stairs. I waited for the sound of the cruiser leaving.
I wiped the back of my hand over my nasty tasting mouth. I stood up to quick causing me to wobble a bit. I looked at myself in the full length mirror behind my bed. Terrible doesn't even describe how bad I look right now. My usual soft, curly brown hair is now tangled in a bird's ness kind of look and it looks way darker than normal. My skin wasn't the unhealthy, pale looking skin anymore that I had grown used to seeing every time I looked into a mirror. It was now tanner and healthier looking. My eyes have seemed to somehow change colors; they are now a soft shade of the brightest blue I have ever seen before. I remember a couple of days ago; I asked Charlie if it was possible for people's eyes to change to a complete different color, with no trace of the other color anymore. He had said that it is rare, but possible. My cheek bones now look much stronger and womanly. My body is now full of curve and my boobs, and butt both look way larger than normal.
I sighed getting onto my knees to look in the cabinet under the sink for medicine. All the medical things in this whole house are located under this very sink. I looked around trying to find that nasty pink stomach ache shit. A light blue box fell right into my lap, my eyebrows scrunched together. I looked at the label to the box confused, it read: Tampons.
I cursed under my breath. I silently counted the days since my last period in my head. Oh shit, I missed my period by a week. Wait, morning sickness, back aching a lot, ankles swollen… Oh God, it can't be? No impossible, but it all adds up. I have to be pregnant, but how? I mean, the only person I have had sex with is a vampire. What if I am pregnant though? I am still in high school; I have a full future ahead of me. Being pregnant can ruin the whole thing. I can't have a baby, I am too young. I want to have a life and go to college. I can't provide for a baby, they need a lot. It won't even have a father… How will my baby live without a damn father? What will my father think of this? What will Renee and Phil think? What will all my friends think? My life is going to definitely change if I am pregnant… the question is: is it for the better or for the worst?
Now wait a second Bella! You don't even know if you are pregnant yet… A voice in the back of my mind yelled at me. Oh well, this is just fan-fucking-tactic… Now I am hearing voices in my head. I need to go to the doctors as soon as possible and see if I am really pregnant.
Everything suddenly crashed down on me… If I am pregnant than my babies dad is a vampire. Vampires can't get pregnant. I am not a vampire though. I am a human. Carlisle said vampires can't get pregnant or each other pregnant because there bodies are frozen in place. Yet, he never said that a vampire couldn't get a human woman pregnant. Questions seemed to suddenly flood my mind; will my baby be okay if I am pregnant? I haven't been eating all that much. Oh God, my baby is most likely dead because of my stupid ass.
I quickly brushed my knotted hair and threw it up in a rather messy high pony tail. I brushed my teeth real quickly and splashed some water on my face. Ran to my room and went to my dresser. I threw on a new blood red wife beater from Hollister, than my Cardinals sweatshirt over it. I threw on my jean bootie shorts from Hollister before slipping on my UGG boots. I looked in the mirror; my once small ass was now like fucking Kim Kardashians.
I stumbled down the stairs holding onto the side railing as tightly as possible so I wouldn't tumble down the stairs and hurt myself…and the baby. I've notice thought that I haven't been as clumsy as I was before. I grabbed my keys off the kitchen counter and ran pass the stairs and out the door. It was extra cold outside as it was December and Washington being cold in the summer, you can only imagine how cold it is in the winter. There isn't much snow on the ground but still, there is snow.
Once I was in my old, faded red, Chevy truck, which I am really starting to hate because it keeps on breaking down, I stuck the keys in the ignition with a tired sigh. I just couldn't help but think of how my life would change if I was pregnant. My truck let out an angry grumble before coming to life with a loud roar. I turned the heater on before backing out of my muddy, slick driveway.
Once I was the Medical clinic, that was sadly right next to Mike's parent's outdoors store, I parked right in front of the doors. I looked around the parking lot to see if there was anyone I knew, there wasn't. I slipped out of my warm truck and into the cold; I ran to the clinic doors with my head down. I let the warmth take over my body as I entered the small building. My legs had major goose bumps on them and I was shivering all over.
The clinic was definitely looking like the original, haunted, scary moving clinic. The walls were all white brick, with a few pictures of families scattered around. The lights were dim and the music was low, and old. The chairs were those old, red cushioned time of chairs that sat back to back. The old TV that was hooked to the corner of the room was going on and off because of the wind outside. I waked up to the plump, red headed woman at the counter. She looked up at me threw her old glasses. I knew my eyes were most likely red and puffed up from crying so much. She looked over my body, then at my teary eyes. She looked at my obvious bulging stomach. I was big for how far along I was.
"What's your name sweetheart?" she questioned me in a soft tone. I let out a deep breath.
"Um, Isabella Swan." I told her. I watched as her eyes widened at my name before nodding her head, then grabbing a clipboard with papers on it and a pen.
"Oh, your Chief's daughter, I need you to fill this out Isabella. We have a new doctor, her name is Doctor Hendricks. She is an amazing doctor and I am sure you will love her." she told me with a warm smile plastered on her face. I gave her a small, sad smile in return. I went to one of the red, uncomfortable chairs and sat down, clipboard in hand.
The paper asked me basics questions like; date of birth? Full name? Parents names? Sickness? Things I am allergic to? Address?… Once I filled the whole packet out, I went up to the counter again. The clinic was empty so I didn't have to worry about weird stares from gossiping mothers.
The lady was gone, as soon as I reached the counter, she slipped back into her chair. I handed her the clipboard with the pen. She looked over it and nodded.
"Alright, Isabella-"
"Call me Bella." I instructed she nodded her head.
"Well Bella, Doctor Hendricks is ready to take you in at this moment." she told me, the door on the left of the counter opened as she said this.
A beautiful doctor strutted out and stood in front of me smiling. Her long, curly golden hair framed her perfect shaped face nicely. She looked to be around 5'11 and was model skinny, with all the perfect curves. Her pale skin contrasted with her blue scrubs perfectly. She looked to be about in her early twenties. I looked into her eyes. I'm pretty sure my eyes widened as large as saucers. I held in my gasp, damn it! Everywhere I go there are fucking vampires.
"Hello Bella. I am Doctor Kristen Hendricks." she greeted me in a soft, musical voice. Her hand came in front of me offering to shake. I hesitantly grabbed the ice cold hand in mine, gripping it, before shaking it slowly.
She motioned for me to fallow her back threw the door and into a dimly lit hallway. Is this where she breaks my neck, and sucks my blood? I held in my chuckle. We reached a faded blue door. I fallowed her inside; she motioned for me to sit down on the bed. I sat down stiffly, my whole body was frozen. Oh God, I think I am pregnant with a half vampire baby. I watched as she shut the door, reading off the clipboard I had filled out earlier.
"Alright Bella, tell me what is wrong?" she asked me, I stared at her.
"I know what you are." the words tumbled out of my big mouth before I could stop them. I felt my eyes widen even more. Where in the hell did that boldness come from.
I visibly saw her own body tense and her head jerk to look at me straight in the eyes.
"I have no clue what you are talking about." she said smoothly, I raised my eyebrows at her with a smirk on my face.
"I think you do. I think you know that you are in fact a vampire." I told her just as smoothly, I let a smug look come on my face at her shocked face.
"How do you know that?" she stuttered. This is rather funny because I have never seen a vampire stutter.
"Look I know it's hard to believe that I know, but can we just discuss this a little later? I really need to know if I am fucking pregnant or not!" I told her harshly, I didn't mean for it to come out that way. She quickly nodded her head. In a second she was gone and back with the Ultra sound machine. I've seen this process before, on TV of course. I lay back on the bed behind me, pulling up my shirt to my bra line on the way.
"Okay, I am going to ask you question of how you know I am a vampire while I do this. I am going to this gel on your stomach, so beware it is cold. Well so are my hands, so be prepared." she told me with a chuckle. I cracked a small smile at her attempt of humor. She reminded me of my mom and Esme, mixed together.
She rubbed the gold gel on my stomach. She then moved the Ultra sound thingy around my stomach. I closed my eyes as she watched the little black and white screen. I really didn't want to hear my life changing news just yet.
"Strange, very strange." I heard her mutter to herself, my eyes instantly snapped open to stare at her.
"What?" I asked anxious.
"Well, you are in fact pregnant." she told me in a weird tone. I shut my eyes, and then a second later opened them. My life is changing so fucking fast. She went on; "With twins." I choked on my spit… "Congratulations!"
"What? You're fucking kidding me right?" I demanded. It couldn't be, could it?
"You are pregnant. About the congratulations, I am required to say that… You should see the dirty looks when I say that to people, its so cruel." she rambled, I stared at her.
"On the bright side, your babies are healthy!" she went on, I just stared at her. "This question may be personal to you, but I need to know; When exactly did you have sex?" she asked me with a thoughtful look. My face flushed brightly.
"Well, uh, about, um, a month ago…" I stuttered my whole face was most likely bright red. Her eyes went wide and she got a panicked look on her beautiful face.
"Bella, may I ask? Did you have sex with a vampire by any chances?" her voice was high pitched and hesitant. I had a feeling that she was most likely afraid of the answer I was about to tell her. I took a deep breath, before nodding slowly.
"Oh God." she groaned, my eyebrows scrunched together.
"What? What's wrong?" I asked panicked myself.
"The babies are more far long than expected, you are four months already. Bella since you had sex with a vampire, your pregnancy is going to progress a lot much faster than usual." she explained to me, I shut my eyes tightly. The sickening feeling rushed threw me.
"Is even getting pregnant by a vampire possible?" I asked her the question that had been running threw my head since I found out I could possibly be pregnant.
"Yes. It is in fact possible. Rare, yet possible."
"How do you know if it's possible?" I was curious, that wasn't a lie. It was most likely written all over my face.
"I'm very old Bella. I've been threw so many centuries, and the changes of those centuries. All have been different, the times have definitely changed into something greater, yet worst than we can ever expect. I'm afraid that vampires will come to be known by everyone alike, and a war will rage between humans and vampires. The vampire populations is getting larger than we think. I was one of the first vampires changed by the God of Vampires herself. Sometimes during the 1700's-I'd like to think- I met a young woman. She was a mess, a pregnant mess. I helped her threw her vampire pregnancy. She didn't make it, but times have changed, so has technology." I was shocked, how wise she really is surprises me. Is a vampire vs. human's war going to come in the future? I hope not.
"Bella, is this vampire that got you pregnant, still around? And who exactly is he?" she asked me.
"No, he is not. He left me… His name is Edward Cullen…" I answered, trying not to show my pain.
"Ah, a Cullen." she said with a sigh. I stared at her.
"You know them?"
"Yes. The Cullen's are a well known, vegetarian coven. They are the largest coven or family as they like to be called, known. I met Carlisle, Esme, Emmett, and Alice before, not the other ones. Edward is the mind reader right?" I gulped and nodded at her question.
She finished wiping that shit of my stomach. I pulled my sweatshirt down and stood up.
"I must inform you; that your pregnancy is going to go faster than any human pregnancy. In about a week or two you will be able to find out what gender the babies are."
"Okay, thanks so much Doctor."
"Call me Kristen."
"Thanks so much." I thanked her. She pulled out a card and handed it to me.
"Here is my card Bella. If there is anything you need, don't be afraid to call me. If you need a place to live, call me. That has my number on it. Bella, I can't explain this feeling, but I fell like you are my daughter for some reason." she told me, I nodded hearing that before. I pocketed the card. "Oh and promise me, you'll tell your dad."
"I promise."
"Everything is going to be okay. Bella, trust me."
"I trust you, bye Kristen."
"Bye Bella."
I walked out of the room breathing heavily. I passed the red headed lady, giving her a small, tear filled smile. She returned a warm one. I walked into the cold, windy outside air.
"Bella?" I heard a guy's voice yell, my arms instantly wrapped around my stomach. I looked up to see Mike jogging over to me. I groaned in annoyance.
"Hey, Mike!" I said in a fake enthusiastic voice, a fake smile plastered on my face. He smiled down at me, I saw him glance at the clinic.
"What are you doing at the old clinic." he questioned me with a curious look.
"Um, the stomach flu." I lied. "This is why I should probably be getting home right now." I slowly started to make my way around Mike, towards my old truck. He glanced at my round stomach with confusion.
"Oh, well that sucks. Bye Bella!" He exclaimed I waved before running to my truck.
That night, December 17th
That night, I was extremely nervous. I didn't know how my dad would react to me being pregnant with a Cullen's baby. He never really did like Edward. My hands were extremely shaky and sweaty. I was beyond nervous as I heard the crunch of the gravel as Charlie pulled into the driveway. I set Charlie's favorite diner; steak, corn, and mash potatoes on the table. I hoped to soften him up a little bit. I plastered a fake smile as I heard the front door open and the clunk of Charlie's steal work boots. I sat down at the table as Charlie hung up his belt. That's good, now he can't shoot me. He then sat down at the table inhaling the scent of his favorite diner.
"Yum! It's smells great Bells!" Charlie happily greeted me, a huge smile on his old face. He then dug into his food. I took a deep breath, making him glance at me.
"I didn't know you were an NFL fan." Charlie exclaimed I glanced down at my sweatshirt.
"Oh yeah, I've been a fan since I was seven and Jacob taught me to throw a football. Since I lived in Arizona, Phil and I used to go to the home games a lot." I told him.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" He asked me.
"Well, I uh, I came here and football kind of reminded me of home and I didn't want football to interfere with school here, so yeah..." I told him, he went back to his food silently.
"Uh, Dad?" I asked taking a deep breath.
"Yeah Bella?" He asked looking up from his plate.
"I have something to tell you and I don't know how you're going to take it." I said my voice was shaky. He looked up at me with scrunched eyebrows.
"The Cullen's are back and your back with that Eddie dude?" he concluded, I shook my head frantically. Damn, he does not want him coming back.
"No dad." I answered quickly.
"You're pregnant!" he jumped up quickly, his knees hit the table making it wobble and for some glasses to tip over. I stared at him with wide eyes. What would I say?
No… I mean yes, I am… But dad, you have to understand." I pleaded; he gave me a hard look.
"Understand what?" he roared, I flinched back. His face was bright red in anger and his fist were clenched to his sides. "Understand that; my only daughter I pregnant with a boy's baby that isn't even present in her life! Is that why he left, because you're pregnant with his kid?"
"No of course not, dad! He left… because he didn't love me anymore!"
"So you're just going to keep the thing, this baby of his?"
"Babies, actually." I corrected a sheepish look on my face.
"Oh great! There's two of the little devil spawns?" he yelled in my face, I slowly nodded.
"What do you expect me to do dad? Get an abortion? Never! Carry them and then have some stranger adopt them? No!" I yelled right back, jumping to my feet. Anger flooded threw my body.
"If you don't have them aborted or if you don't choose the option of adoption. Than I am sad to say; you are no longer welcome in my house! You are ruing your Isabella."
"I guess I am out of your house than, I'll gladly leave."
His face turned many different colors; from purple to blue, to pink, to bright red again. I bit my lip as I watched him stomp out of the room and up the stairs. I heard his door slam shut. After about what seemed to be like hours of just sitting there with tears streaming down my face. I decided that I might as well as call my mother. I sighed and walked over the phone. I quickly dialed her number praying to the Gods that Charlie hadn't already called her and told her the big news. I picked up the phone and dialed the phone. My mother answered breathing hard. Yep, he told her.
"I CANT BELIEVE YOU ISABELLA! I TRUSTED YOU TO GO LIVE WITH YOUR FATHER, THAN ALL THE SUDDEN YOU'RE PREGNANT! OH, YEAH AND THE FATHER'S NOT EVEN AROUND I HEARD. NOW YOUR DON'T HAVE ANY PLACE TO LIVE, CAUSE IM NOT LETTING YOU LIVE HERE! ARE YOU A SLUT OR SOMETHING? YOU BETTER GIVE THE LITTLE BRATS UP FOR ADOPTION OR ABORTION LIKE I SHOULD'VE WITH YOU!" Tears were falling hard down my flushed cheeks. I can't believe my own mother would call me a slut and tell me I was a huge mistake and should've been an abortion. I heard Phil in the background trying to reason with that-that bitch. She's right though, I should've said no that night, I shouldn't have had sex with Edward that night.
"Bella, Baby doll…" I heard Phil's deep, sweet voice threw the phone. I sniffled into the phone. "Your mother is just worked up right now. You know that none of that shit she is rambling about is true. You're like the coolest daughter any guy can possibly have. You go to the football games with me and yell at the ref's when they call it wrong. I may not be your biological father, but I wish I was. You take care of those babies, they'll be the coolest, most talented, beautiful children in the world, trust me." I smiled; he took a deep breath and continued. "Bella, somebody is gong to be there for you, and it's not going to be me, your mother, or your father. You better call all your friends or something, because I am not having you living on the streets. Charlie, only gave you an hour Bells, better get going." he told me sternly, I giggled and smiled. Phil always
"Alright Phil, I'll talk to you soon." I said hanging up and rushing up the stairs.
I am so not calling Jessica, Mike, Tyler, or Eric. The news would travel to fast if I told them. Damn, the whole fucking town would know in five minutes after I told them. I know Angela would love to help and she would keep it a secret, and I know her mother wouldn't mind me living there for awhile, but there in Montana for the next two weeks visiting family.
I stuck my hands in my pockets, moving around for a minute searching. I pulled out Kristen's card. This was an emergency. I picked up the phone and dialed her phone number.
"Hey Bella!" Kirsten's beautiful voice answered after the 1st ring. I was surprised she new it was me.
"Kristen." I sobbed into the phone.
"Oh Bella, I saw what happened a minute ago before it happened." She told me, I was deeply confused. "Oh yeah, I haven't told you, but I can see the future better than the Cullen girl, Alice. Oh, and yes you can come live with me. Better start packing too. I will be over in about 15 minutes." She told me.
"Okay." I sobbed.
"Bella, leave your truck there. If you drive that thing one more time, you'll get into an accident. I'll buy you a new one." she told me with a squeal.
"Oh you don't need to buy me any-"
"Bye Bella." I heard the beep-beep of the phone, she hung up on me.
I stumbled up the stairs and into my room. I grabbed my suitcase from under my bed, slightly crying. I than grabbed all my expensive clothes and things. I bent down to the bottom drawer of my dresser and grabbed all my Cardinal things, including my signed football. I went over to my bed and grabbed my money sock that I hid under the mattress. I then grabbed Edward's jersey from under my pillow. I went to my closet and grabbed my shoes. I zipped up my four over filling suitcase. I sighed and sat against my bed, sweat poring from my forehead and tears from my eyes.
This was going to be a hard life.
March 15th,
"Come on Bells! Give me one more push?" Kristen's encouraging voice floated threw my ears.
My whole body was covered in sweat, and I felt extremely gross. I was in a hospital bed in Kristen's large mansion. I gave one last exhausting push. A little cry filled the room. I smiled threw all my sweat and pain. Kristen cleaned the baby at Vampire speed; she then wrapped my baby in a blue blanket. My little baby boy, I smiled larger. Kristen told me that my pregnancy would go fast, but the babies would grow at human pace. Yet, they may learn how to talk and learn things faster. They will also eat human food, but will need blood once a week.
I really wanted this other baby out of me right now.
"Alright Bella, your ready to push again!" Kristen informed me. I let out a huff and gave my best push at this weak, painful moment.
"Come on Bella!" she encouraged, I held onto the side of the bed and gave it another huge push. After two more pushes, I heard another scream.
My head rolled onto my shoulder, my breathing was labored and I was covered in sweat. Kristen cleaned my baby girl and wrapped her in a light green blanket, I told her no pink. She grabbed my baby boy in one arm and my baby girl in the other. She looked at them with the weirdest expression on her face.
"Bella, they are so beautiful, but they look nothing like Edward." she told me in a soft voice. I was seriously confused, my brows furrowed. She walked over to me and set them in my waiting arms.
She was right, they are beautiful, and they don't look anything like Edward. I looked at my baby girl, her dirty blonde hair that was curly was puffed up at the top of her head making me chuckle. Her eye's slowly opened, I gasped when she looked up at me. Her eyes were beautiful, they weren't just one color, they were; green, blue, and grey, with gold specks. Her eyes were lined by thick, black eyelashes, which people could only dream of having. Her button nose was cute, and her pink, bubble gum lips made her even cuter. Here ears were large, which made me giggle. She wasn't as long as her brother, she was only twenty-one inches long.
I looked down at my baby boy, who is going to be such a lady's man when he is older. He was twenty-six inches long. Oh God, he's going to be a giant. He looked a lot like his sister, well they are twins. He has short, curly, blond hair like his sister and the same, beautiful, green, blue, grey eyes, with the golden specks. He has the long, thick, eyelashes, like his sisters, and my button nose. I can tell that once he gets older, he is going to have such a strong jaw line. He has the same ears like his sister, kind of like Emmett's ears.
They both looked up at me, they giggled and smiled. I gaped; both had small, deep dimples that reminded me of Emmett's.
"Bella, they look more like Emmett." Kristen stated I nodded.
Oh God, that night it wasn't Edward, it was Emmett.
"Oh my God, Kristen. They are Emmett's, not Edward's. It was so obvious that it was him; I was being so dumb and naïve. He had a more manly scent and the big muscular body, also the NFL stuff." I mumbled tears stung my eyes.
"Bella, there beautiful in every way. What are you going to name them?" She asked me with adoration in her voice.
I thought about it for a minute.
"Well I guess he will be named Kellan Christopher Cullen, his middle name after Emmett's middle name. My little girl will be named, Jersey Rayne Cullen. "I told her smiling down at my babies.
I put my nose against Kellan Christopher's, I rubbed it. He let out a tiny, yet cute giggle. I did the same with Jersey
I put my nose to Kellan Christopher and rubbed my nose against his causing him to let out a tiny yet cute giggle. I did the same to Jersey Rayne and she had the same reaction.
"There beautiful names Bells, but why Jersey?" Kristen asked me with a curious look.
"The night I thought I had sex with Edward, well it was Emmett. Emmett had left something behind though; well not only his children, but he left a Jersey. An Arizona Cardinals number eleven, Fitzgerald jersey." I told her, not looking up from my babies.
"That is really sweet Bells. Who are you going to name the Godparents? Oh, I don't count, I am the Nana." she told me sternly.
"How about Jasper and Rose?"
"I thought they were never nice to you. Why not any of the other's?"
"Well, Jasper, cause he never really talked to me, but he was always nice. He just had his bloodlust and everyone else's to deal with. Then Rosalie, because she warned me of what Edward may do, she was the only real one, truthful may I say. I didn't choose Edward because he left me. Emmett's there daddy already, Alice left me without a goodbye and always used me as her own personal doll. Esme and Carlisle are already the grandparents." I told her, again not looking up from my sleeping babies.
I understand Bells. Now go to bed, you look tired. The babies are, it's your turn too." she instructed me, I nodded and handed her Kellan and Jersey Rayne. I than rested my head against the soft pillow and fell to a nice, comfortable sleep.
A few months later, June 4th,
I groaned, rolling over on my bed. I glanced over my light green painted room. The green reminded me of Emmett so much. I wish he was here to see our babies grow up.
Kellan Christopher-who we now call KC-and Jersey Rayne are now sleeping in there room together. I chuckled at the thought; if those two weren't together they aren't happy at all.
Ever since the day they were born, they have been attached to each other. It's so sweet. They hate being away from each other. They can't go to sleep in separate beds, it's so funny. They always lay facing each other and holding onto the jersey, Emmett had left behind. I gave it to Kellan, so when he was older, he cold wear his daddies jersey. Ever since I put it in the crib, I seem to never be able to get it out to wash it or anything if their in there. They sleep with it every night and at nap time.
I slipped out of my comfy bed, my feet digging into the soft carpet. I yawned loudly, stretching my arms over my head. My aching muscles from being a mother groaned in protest. Being the mother of those twins, is the hardest thing I will have to do. My body is now its regular size, luckily. My body had stretched when I was pregnant. I got some of the vampire things that had changed my appearance. My hair stayed black, my eyes stayed blue. I am taller now too; about 5'7 and I weigh around 116 now.
I still live with Kristen of course. We live on the outskirts of Forks, Washington. The house is huge; I don't think I've been all the way threw it yet.
I trudged out of my green room and into the large hallway, then down the spiral staircase. I walked into the large kitchen. I made myself some of my famous coffee before sitting down at the old wooden table. Since Kristen is so old, all she has is ancient things,
I noticed a white envelope in the middle of the table. I grabbed it and saw Kristen's elegant script spelling my name. I quickly ripped it open. In it was an old sheet of paper. I unfolded it.
Dear my beautiful daughter, Isabella Marie Swan,
I know at this moment you're deeply confused as why I am writing a letter to you.
Let's just start from the beginning Bella. About a month ago, I had a terrible, horrifying, vision. In this vision, I saw myself die at the hands of the Vampire Empire, the Volturi. Don't worry, they just wanted me to join there ranks or I would die. They are stupid, they think I have more knowledge and also cause I am older then them, also I am supposedly a high risk danger to there Kingdom. They don't know about Kellan or Jersey.
This morning, June 4th, I left the house-don't worry I cleared my scent, and I made sure I didn't have. I went over to Montana were they were at the moment and met with them. I don't want them knowing about Kellan, Jersey, or you because they would kill you.
Now Bella, I love you deeply, same with Kellan and Jersey. That is why I am giving you everything I have ever owned. Now wait, before you say no I don't want your money think about it this way.
I don't have any family or any friends to give the money to besides you and the twin's Bells.
I do have a lot of houses and a lot of valuable things. I have all my houses locked up and all my money in banks and safes.
I have houses in every single state in the U.S and in about every country and Island. Each house I have a safe in with plenty of money and blood for the twin's. If there is ever an emergency with another Vampire Bella; like if one is trying to kill you or something. Get some food and go to the safe and lock yourselves in there.
I couldn't put all my money in one bank account or I couldn't make to many accounts. So that is why I put a lot of money in the safes in all my houses. The government would question if I put to much money in one bank account or many in my name.
All the safes hold the documents to the houses and cars. All the houses and cars, everything are now under your name. I also have a couple of private Jets, if you ever need to leave those are there to help you.
Now I know that you just want your future to play out, no visions. But I just wanted to tell you, reassure you that every thing is going to be okay.
In a short time you will find yourself moving to Los Angeles, California. I won't tell you any more then that. There's a house there with its on private beach that is know yours.
Your future is incredible Bella. Don't be afraid to live your life to the fullest. Yes there is going to be bumps in the road but you can always over come them.
I love you so dearly. I love the twin's like they were my own. I just wish that I could've been there to watch all you grow in many different ways.
Now do me a last favor and be happy and safe. I love you all so much.
Your mother, Kristen Hendricks.
Hot tears were falling down my face. Kristen, my mother was dead. Why did the Volturi have to be so unloving and heartless?
So I hope you guys enjoyed the remake of the first chapter. Sorry for any mistakes that I didn't notice.
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