AN: If it seems a little jumbled, I apologize. And I WILL finish every story, but I can't forcibly go along with one that I'm not feeling, in the moment. That's why a new one was started, and that's why I'll be solely focusing on this until I can get in a better mindset to continue and finish the others.

I hope everyone enjoys, and please be patient with me. I am trying to do my best under all of the pressure that I've been put under, only just recently.

Missy

Edward was very manipulative, able to hide so many things from his family without them suspecting a thing. Before the baseball game ever happened, Edward talked me into sleeping with him. This time was unlike the other times that I had slept with him. This time, we actually had sex. In the process, he was able to control himself, yet he still broke a couple of ribs and bruised me up pretty bad. I noticed that he did bite me, which hurt, a lot, but I felt nothing else apart from that. He said it was normal in the mating process.

Not long after that was when everything went crazy. After Jasper, Alice and I went to Phoenix and I ran away from them to help mom, I was coming to terms that, with the way I was treated by Edward, that maybe I wasn't his soulmate. But I didn't have long to think about it, once the shit really hit the fan.

James tortured me continually until Carlisle and Alice got there, first, which was when James bit me. I don't remember much, after that. When I finally came to, it was days later. I was back in Forks with Charlie by my side. My mother was okay, but she came with Phil to help keep any eye on me once I did go home. And the Cullen's, by this time, had disappeared. I didn't know what to do without my vampire family. Things were happening to me that I couldn't even begin to understand, and I had nowhere to turn. But that's when things seemed to get only stranger…

I felt weird. I was gaining weight even though I never ate, but it was only in my stomach. The rest of me was skinny. My eyes and face looked hollow, my body bruised, and when I went out into the sun, both bites on me shimmered so bad that I had to seek shelter. After that, I rarely went outside.

Over the next week, things were happening that I couldn't explain. My throat burned, my stomach was huge, and anytime I was around Charlie, Phil or Renee, my mouth would water.

Why…?

Exactly ten days after coming home, I finally got some answers.

I was lying on my bed, reading a book when the door shut downstairs. I had also noticed that my senses were getting stronger, but that's not what I really paid attention to, lately.

"Bella!"

"Up here, mom!" I bookmarked my page and set it on my nightstand, next to a full glass of water. I heard my mother's footsteps, a total o twenty-five from the front door to my room, and then she knocked. "Come in."

She came in, looking around nervously at me as she shut the door and sat at the foot of my bed. I looked at her, warily. She seemed like she knew something, but was afraid to say it. But what could she know? I knew she had something in her side bag for me, or at least I hoped it was. It smelled really good!

"Bella…it's time you know the truth."

When she said that to me, to say I was confused would be an understatement, but I didn't say anything back to her. I just nodded for her to continue, since I had no idea what this could be about.

"I know that you know about the Cullen's," she stated in a soft tone. My head shot up to look at her. Wait a minute…how did she know about the Cullen's?

Before I had a chance to voice my opinion, she beat me to it. "We're not that different from the Cullen's, honey."

What in the hell did she mean by that?

She got into her purse, not the side bag, and reached in and pulled out a small bottle with a cork on it. The liquid inside the bottle looked thick, and it was a magenta/purple color. Good god, what was that? At that moment, she handed it to me after pulling the cork off. My nose wrinkled at the disgusting smell permeating from it. It smelled musky, with a hint of an underlying metallic scent to it. But, somehow, it drew me in rather than away from it. As I stared at it, my mother patted my mother hand. "It won't hurt you or anything. Just drink it," she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. Yet the odd thing, the only thing I could think about, was that not one of those tears leaked out of her eyes. Weird.

Without another thought, I brought the bottle up to my lips and took a deep breath. Then I downed the whole bottle right before mother took it away from me. Instantly, my eyes glazed over as everything that I had forgotten from my past came back to me in one fell swoop. All I could do was watch like it was a movie and not me living out my entire life.

Normal things…birthday parties, school, reading at the library, being tucked into bed…

But then the odd things that there were more of. A baby mobile over my crib coming to life without anybody touching it. Me jumping thirty feet into the air, catching a snowflake long before it was to hit the ground. Me twirling my fingers as a five-year-old and causing the snow to make a tornado, which had me laughing. Moving furniture with a flick of my wrist, and getting caught by my mother, who put me in time out.

But the bad stuff overwhelmed me, the most. Being chased after by, what I felt in my heart, was bad witches, as well as vampires. Drinking blood and getting caught by someone, who spread rumors about me. Being exiled at school, having no friends to turn to. And the last memory was of me drinking some stuff that looked like what I just took, going to black after that. That's when my eyes were unglazed, and I could see my mother still in front of me, with hope in her eyes.

"I thought it would be better for you to adapt to life without all of these extra problems," Renee said, patting my hand in a true motherly manner, giving me a small smile, which I returned to her, feeling the need to cry, but not able to. "That's the real reason why I sent you to live here. But when Charlie called me with what he was finding out, I knew it was time to reverse it. To start living that life again, and getting away from here before anyone else could find out."

My eyebrow quirked in confusion. I was still worried and now I was wondering the whole story…the real and true story about my life. "What am I, then?"

My mother took a deep breath in before letting it out in a drawn-out sigh. "You're not human. Not one bit. I was born a witch, raised as one until I had you when I was twenty-two. I had met your father and gotten pregnant. For whatever reason, I didn't carry you for nine months, but four-and-a-half, yet you were fully grown. You grew so fast because Charlie is a…"

"Vampire," I whispered in shock at the same time that she said it, herself. I knew, whole-heartedly, that Charlie was one, yet how did he get away with making other's think the complete opposite.

"His power," she whispered, smirking at me. I was wondering how she knew that when she whispered, "I can read minds…even yours, because we have the same shield within us."

All of this information was mind-boggling, yet I didn't doubt a single word of it. It was confusing, but I would get over it, soon. However, there was one last thing that I had to know before I did anything else.

I sighed. "Why are you telling me this, now, mom?" I looked her in the eyes. She looked sad, but she held her own as she put my hand to her mouth and kissed the knuckles of it.

"Because you need to leave, here. You are prophesized as being the one to change the entire world to unite us all… along with your little one."

I blanched at her. "Little one. What do you mean?"

"Your vampire and witch side are both coming back," she whispered to me, rubbing my fingers as she took a deep, unneeded breath, letting it out in a hiss. I could tell that she was upset, but I wasn't sure what she was upset, about.

"You are also pregnant, Isabella," she went on, leaving me shocked and confused, even though I knew it had been possible. I was living proof of it. But I'd only had sex with one person…him…is that what she was upset, about?

My mother merely nodded her head, agreeing with my thoughts. For reasons I can't understand, she had something against the Cullen family, and as I thought about what her reasoning with that could be, I began to have some doubts and bad thoughts about them, as well. Not all of them, but a couple of them. And now I wondered what in the hell was going on. Would me being pregnant by him be a bad thing? No matter what, I couldn't hurt this baby, and I refused to allow anyone else to, either.

My mother sighed. "I'm not allowing any harm to come to your child or you, Bella. No matter what! But others…are not so kind, and that's why Charlie, Phil and I are going to help you all hide away, and make sure you have what you need before we leave you to diffuse the situation, here. We'll be keeping close tabs on you, after that."

I nodded, letting everything sink in. But I couldn't help myself, anymore. I just had to know something, so I boldly asked, "Who can I trust? From the Cullen family?"

Renee pulled me in for a hug as I dry sobbed, not able to shed any tears. "Don't contact them, Isabella," she told me forcefully. I nodded my head in a sheepish manner as she patted my arm. "Look sweetheart, I'll tell you who not to trust, and then I'll tell you where we're taking you."

Again, I nodded like a good little girl, wanting to please my mother the way I had so many years ago.

Renee kissed my cheek. "Don't trust Edward or Carlisle. As far as I know, the rest haven't done anything for them to stand out as bad vampires."

I nodded my head, again, and wondered why I hadn't known not to trust them in the first place. These past few weeks, in the short time before they left, something had been up with the two of them, and I wasn't the only one who had noticed. Alice had even mentioned something when we had been in Phoenix. Her exact words had been, "Please take care of yourself, Bella. I don't mean to intrude, but something has happened in our family and you need to watch yourself around Edward and Carlisle."

I had been warned too late to try and fight him during sex, but it was supposed to help me for when they abandoned me and all of this came to light. I wonder if she'd known what had happened and what would happen, now.

Without another thought, I went ahead and packed some things together. What I would need on a day to day basis. My laptop, schoolbooks, even though I couldn't go back to Forks High School, jewelry, photographs, some clothes, hygienic stuff and a few other things that I wanted to keep. The rest would be shipped to me once I was settled in wherever I was going.

Once we were in the car two hours later, on our way to the airport, I sighed and took a deep breath. I looked at Phil, Charlie and Renee before softly asking, "So where am I going to be staying, at?" I finally asked, allowing myself to be really nervous for the first time, this whole day.

My mother, sitting beside me, took my hand into her own, patting it. I didn't know whether to be more nervous by the show of public affection, or what, but the events of this past day were getting to me, a little bit, by now.

My mother tried to smile at me, but I could tell that it was forced. Phil and Charlie decided to stare out of the windows, not wanting to intrude on a private conversation between a mother and her baby girl.

"To the Volturi…where you were meant to be, all along."