SECRETS REVEALED (Part 4)
*Miley Ray Stewart - 16 - Miley Cyrus = Jacob (married June 16th 2010)
*Jacob Ephraim Black - 17 - Taylor Lautner = Miley
*Seth Clearwater - 16 - Tyler Posey = Makenzie
*Leah Clearwater - 20 - Julia Jones = Jayden
*Shane Mauboy - 16 - Joe Jonas = Rachel Black
*Quil Ateara - 17 = Claire
*Brady Couco - 13 - Blake Woodruff = Makena
*Accalia Hart - 19 - Vanessa Hudgens = Matt
*Matt Austin - 16 - Justin Bieber = Accalia
*Embry Call - 18
*Jayden Couco - 16 - Kyle Dayton = Leah
*Chris Callea - 17 - Zac Efron
*Matthew Wyatt - 12 - Ty Panitz
*Karson Millar - 17 - Ed Speleers
*Collin - 14 - Boo Boo Stewart
*Nico Rushton - 17 - Gus Carr
*Ridell Zuco - 16 - Oliver James
*Tristen Gough - 16 - Jonathan Taylor Thomas
*Makena Wyatt - 12 - Makena Lautner = Brady
*Orion James - 13 - Ryan Hanson Bradford
*Caleb Grey - 16 - Michael Corton
*Makenzie Wyatt -12 - Makenzie Vega = Seth
*Jai Meyers - 12 - Jaden Smith
*Whisper - 0-1 - Mate Cyrus = Diva
*Prue - 0-1 - Canadian Eskimo Puppy
*Diva - 1 - White Amrican Shephard Dog = Whisper
Blaze - 0-1 - Orange Tiger Cub
Onyx - 0-1 - Black Tiger Cub
Marble - 0-1 - White Tiger Cub
Amethyst - 0-1 - Grey Tiger Cub
Kyla Miley Black - Saturday, July 10, 2010
Jayce Carson Black - Monday, August 9, 2010
Paige Natalie Denyer - 132 - Selena Gomez = Jason Carson
Ryan Christopher Atlas - 165 - Liam Hemsworth = Miley Black
Jason Andrew Carson - 173 - Ian Somerholder = Paige Denyer
CHAPTER ONE
Miley R. Black's Point Of View... Friday, October 15, 2010
Rosalie quickly scooped Bella up and sprinted upstairs in a blur. Edward hot on her heals and Jacob and I following as well whilst Emmett was delayed for a whole half a second as he grabbed a phone and dialled Carlisle. We ended up in a room reminiscent of an operating room in a hospital. Rosalie put Bela on the table and almost immediately she started screaming in pain and coughing up blood... Not just a couple of drops either, it was more like she was spewing it out.
"GET HIM OUT!" Bella screamed and in the back of my head I heard one of the babies start screaming downstairs and Paige started tending to them. "HE CAN'T BREATHE! GET HIM OUT!"
"The morphine..." Edward started to say as I watched on in frozen horror.
"NO!" Bella screamed before vomiting more blood and I felt like I was going to be sick myself. Rosalie grabbed a scalpel an pressed it along Bella's lower abdomen, hot red blood spilling out along the line and Rosalie froze at the scent.
"ROSE, get out. Go to Jasper and stay there." Edward ordered, but Rosalie stayed frozen.
Go downstairs to Jasper! I ordered Rosalie with my mind and her black eyes kind of glossed over as she unwillingly obeyed and sped downstairs.
"I'm sorry." Emmett gasped out before racing after his wife leaving Edward, Jacob and me.
"CPR?" Edward asked, barely glancing at Jacob.
"Yes." Jacob replied, hurrying over. Bella was starting to turn blue when Jacob checked that her airways were clear before forcing a breath of air into her.
"Get her breathing. I've got to get him out before-" Edward started before there was a loud crack and Bella's entire body went limp. I felt like I was going to be sick. Bella should have screamed from that crack, she should have done something, but instead her entire body just fell limp like a rag. "Her spine." Edward croaked in horror and I stumbled back until I hit a wall. But, I couldn't tear my eyes away.
"Get it out of her!" Jacob growled in a voice I'd only heard a handfull of times before. "She won't feel anything now!" He threw the scalpel at Edward and went back to breathing for Bella. Edward dragged the scalpel across her stomach and more blood fell to the floor. That was more blood than I'd ever seen come out of one person in my entire life. And that was really saying something. Then Edward pressed his face to her bulging stomach and bit into her. It was like metal tearing metal.
"You stay with me now, Bella!" Jacob yelled and despite Bella's life being the one in jeopardy I found myself gasping for breath. "Do you hear me? Stay! You're not leaving me. Keep your heart beating!" Edward pulled his blood soaked face back and reached into Bella.
"Renesmee." He whispered and I forced my eyes back open to see him staring reverently at the blood covered baby. Bella had been wrong. She thought it was a boy. It wasn't her little Edward Junior. Bella weakly lifted her arms.
"Let me..." She barely breathed out. "Give her to me." Edward stepped forward and gently laid the baby girl on Bella's chest for a second. "Renes... Mee. So... Beautiful." And then she gasped in pain and Edward pulled the baby away from her and I could see a tiny little double cresent of blood on her chest. The baby had bitten her.
"Renesmee, no." Edwrad chastised and I could hear Bella's heartbeat fading. Rosalie breezed into the room again as I pushed through to Bella. Her heart was fading, she was dieing. I had to stop that. I tuned Edward and Rosalie out as I pushed to Bella's side and looked down at her broken, mangled body. Jacob looked up at me with determind brown eyes and I looked back for a second before he just stepped away as if he knew that's what I wanted.
I grabbed the scalpel of the floor and took a deep breath before holding my arm up and slicing across my wrist. Jacob made a noise like he was going to protest, but I ignored him and pushed my bleeding wrist to Bella's lips. It worked for the tiger before, and I prayed it would work now. At least long enough for Edward to save her.
"Drink it, Bella." I urged, faintly hearing Edward running around in the back of my subconscious. And then he was right in front of me with a needle. "What is that?" I demaned, I could hear Bella's heart still. It hadn't stopped so that was something, I guess. But, it didn't get stronger, it was just barely thumping along, like a chore.
"Jacob, I need to know now." Edward said quietly, readying the needle.
"Yes." Jacob half yelled and I almost let out a sigh. "As Ephraims heir I give you my permission to save her." Edward didn't even wait for him to finish before he plunged the needle right into Bella's heart.
"Keep it moving." Edward ordered and I moved my hand away from her mouth to pump her heart. God, I prayed this worked. My throat closed up and I could barely see through the tears, but I could definately hear. I could hear that my hands were the only thing keeping Bella's heart beating, Jacob's breaths were the only thing filling her with air. Edward bent down and through my blurry vission it looked like her might be kissing her, soft little butterflies all over her. But, I could hear her flesh tearing. He was biting her. Forcing his venom into her at every point possible.
Then Jacob stopped. He stopped breathing for Bella. I looked up at him, and even though I couldn't see his expression he was shaking his head slowly, and I could smell his tears through all the blood. I wanted to open my mouth and yell at him, beg him to keep going, to help Bella survive. But, nothing came out. No sound came out except a weak sobs and I fell to the ground.
MACOB
Miley R. Black's Point Of View... Monday, October 18, 2010
For three days we'd been waiting.
After I collapsed when Bella died I guess I must have blocked it out or something because the next thing I know I'm sitting in the little stream near Jacob's Dads house and Jacob is with me. We're both covered in blood. Only a tiny portion of it is mine, barely a few drops. The water around us is rappidly changing color from clear and sparkling to red and bloody. The water gets washed away of course, but I could still see the blood then. Bella's blood.
I laid down in the stream and closed my eyes, only keeping my face above the water so I could breathe, and I just laid there and let the running water wash away the blood. Bella's blood. When we got back to the house sometime after dark I stripped immediately and threw that shirt of Jacob's, the one I had loved so much when I put it on, in the fireplace and watched it burn. If only the flames had taken my memories of that day along with the shirt.
Saturday had been when Alice had called us to say it wasn't too late. The venom did take to Bella's system. She was changing. Bella was becoming a vampire. My natural enemy, then again, the rest of the Cullen's were vampires - they were even the ones that made me a shapeshifter - and I was friends with them.
Sunday. Sunday was when the majority of the pack met the baby. Renesmee; it was a mix of Reneè and Esme. She was a beautiful little baby. She had the same pale, shimmering skin as Paige, and J.C, and Ryan. And bright brown eyes like Bella's had been, and honey blonde hair that was just like Edwards, but with Bella's curls. She was absolutely gorgeous, just like every other half vampire. She didn't have the slightly unnerving pure perfection of full vampires, but the human half gave her rosy cheeks and a thrumming fast heartbeat. She was perfect, but without being too perfect like a full vampire.
I couldn't deny that baby Renesmee was gorgeous. She was one of the most gorgeous babies I'd ever seen - though she didn't have anything on Kyla and J.C in my opinion - but I couldn't help it. I looked at her, and I wanted to love her, I really did. I wanted to love her like Edward, and the Cullens, and even the pack loved her. I wanted to love her as my cousins daughter. But, I looked at her and all I could see was how Bella would still be alive if it weren't for her. I tried to love Renesemee, but I couldn't get rid of the images of the last week of Bella's life, how she was breaking Bella's bones from the inside, causing her unimaginable pain. I know it wasn't her fault, but I just couldn't escape it, no matter how hard I tried or how far I flew. I looked into her adorable little eyes and I saw Bella's eyes, Uncle Charlie's eyes, my Momma's eyes. And I couldn't help but think that if it weren't for Renesmee then I'd still be able to see Bella's eyes.
I hated myself.
"Miles?" I was startled out of my thoughts by my sweet Jacob's hesitant voice. I couldn't stand the waiting anymore so after school I had come to hide out in my recording studio, the one the Cullens got me for my sixteenth birthday last year. I hadn't been like that week from September, I hadn't alienated my Jacob, but I just needed to think after school, away from the pack. The studio was the one place they would never come, they knew it was my private place. This was even the first time Jacob had been here.
"Hey, Jay." I smiled softly, beckoning him over. I got out of the spindly chair and cuddled against him, he was soft and warm and he smelt absolutely amazing. He was just what I needed. "You're perfect for cuddling." I mumbled and he chuckled lightly, the sound vibrating all through his chest.
"Are you okay, Mi?" Jacob asked softly, running a hand through my hair and holding me close to him.
"I don't know." I sighed, burrying myself in his arms. "Any news?" For three days we'd been waiting for Bella to wake up. To wake up for the very last time. To become a vampire.
"Alice just called." Jacob nodded and I looked up at his face, her looked concerned and worried. "She said that she's about to wake up. That's why I'm here, I thought you'd want to know."
"Oh." I nodded, I didn't know what else to say. How am I supposed to react to my cousin becoming something I'm supposed to hate? Something I'm supposed to kill?
"Do you want to go see her?" Jacob questioned and I looked down, thinking.
"I don't know." I muttered again, breaking away and going over to the chair I'd been sitting in before, and pulling Jacob along with me.
"What are you working on?" Jacob asked, sensing I didn't want to talk about it any more.
"You remember the Butterly song on that CD that my Dad made me?" I asked, playing with the controls and setting it to playback. "Well, Daddy added his own extended part to what he used to sing to me when I was little, and I was just fooling around a little and added my own part." I explained when he nodded. I pressed play and the first few notes drifted through the speakers. I'd played it just on my guitar until the first chorus.
You tucked me in
Turned out the lights
Kept me safe and sound at night
Little girls depend on things like that
Brushed my teeth and combed my hair
Had to drive me everywhere
You were always there when I looked back
You had to do it all alone
Make a living, make a home
Must have been as hard as it could be
And when I couldn't sleep at night
Scared things wouldn't turn out right
You would hold my hand and sing to me
Catterpilla in the tree... I paused the song when my Dad's and mine voices started singing together. I just wish we could have sung it together for real instead of a computer mixing it. "Is-is it okay?" I bit my lip a little, feeling nervous.
"It's amazing." Jacob assured, leaning over from his chair and kissing the side of my head softly. "I think he'd be proud."
"Really?" I perked up a little and Jacob laughed, nodding.
"You're amazing, Miles." He pulled me over until our chairs clashed and I got out of mine and settled in his lap. "You're smart, beautiful, full of ambition, charismatic, funny. Anyone would be proud just to know you you're that amazing." I smiled a little and sighed as I inhaled his scent. "Of course your father would be proud of you, and of everything you've done."
"How do you always know the perfect thing to say?" I sighed, Bella put out of my mind for right now. I knew I'd have to face it later, but right now I was content to just have Jacob in the front of my mind.
"It's a gift." Jacob shrugged and I laughed.
"I love you, Jacob." I smiled, lifting my head off of his shoulder to look up at him.
"I love you too, Mi." He leaned forward and pecked me lightly on the lips. He started to pull away, but I reached up and pulled him back to me.
"You know." I broke away, just enough to speak, and bit my bottom lip. "We can still have sex."
"Do explain." Jacob urged, trailing his lips down to my neck and leaving me burning with fire everywhere he touched.
"Well, it doesn't hurt the baby, and it's not like I can get pregnant twice." I pointed out and Jacob smirked against my skin. "Plus-" I don't know where it came from, I swear it's the teenage hormones getting even with me at every chance possible for not making love with Jacob sooner. "-you're making me really horny right now." I smirked and got off Jacob's lap, tugging on his hand and pulling him over to the comfy couch in the studio. "We could Christen the studio." I suggested, biting my lip and slowly starting to pull my top up.
MACOB
Jacob E. Black's Point Of View
"So... How big is it now?" I asked slowly. It was a couple of hours after Miley and I had finished Christening the recording studio. We had ended up on the floor and I was absently tracing small patterns on her stomach.
"I don't know... Somewhere between a cherry and a golf ball, I think." Miley scrunched her nose up cutely as she thought. "What are we gonna do, Jay?" She whispered, her hand moving on top of mine on her stomach. "I want it... Of course I want it, I've always wanted us to have a baby together. And even though it's only this tiny little thing I think I might love it, but..." I kissed her neck lightly and held her closer.
"I know, Mi." I murmured and she shook her head, turning a little to look at me with teary hazel eyes.
"I don't think I'm ready, Jacob." Miley breathed, her bottom lip trembling a little. "I love Kyla and J.C so, somuch, and I can't imagine my life without them, but... At the end of the day Paige is their Mom, and I don't know if I'm ready for that." She sniffled and I held her tighter. I cleared my throat a little and closed my eyes for a second, trying not to let Miley see. "I'm only sixteen, I'll be seventeen when it's born, I still have two years of high school left. I want us to have this baby, but-"
"But, not for five years." I spoke softly. That was how I'd been feeling. I love my little girl, my little Kyla. And J.C too. And I think I might already love me and Miley's baby, but we're still only in high school. With Kyla and J.C - as bad as it sounds - Paige is always there. They always have one parent constantly there. This baby... I needed to finish school so I could provide for my family; for my wife and my children. And school was really important to Miley. And then there's the paparazzi and other press; Kyla and J.C were mostly protected because they were very limitedly connected to Miley in the public eye - they weren't all that concerned about the husbands one-night-stand baby and that baby's mother and other child unless there was a scandal, and after they realized there was no scandal because Paige and Miley were best friends they just abandoned that story, so Kyla and J.C were safe. But, a pregnant recently-outed popstar was worldwide news. I mean, remember Jaime-Lynn Spears? And Miley had about fifty times the star power. The paparazzi would treat our baby worse than Suri Cruise or Shilo Pitt.
"And I feel horrible." Miley sobbed, letting a few tears pass from her eyes. "I feel horrible that I don't even want my own baby, my own child. I don't know want it for five years and I hate myself, because every parent should want their baby, and I just want to stop this pregnancy right now and put it on pause until I'm twenty-one or twenty-two."
"Don't feel horrible, Miley." I shook my head. "You have nothing to feel horrible for, Mi's, absolutely nothing."
Okay, let me make one thing quite clear: Miley does want her baby. And so does Jacob. They're just confused little teenagers who don't know if they're ready yet. But, they do want it, and they do love it!
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO MILEY CYRUS!
Everyone wish Miley a happy birthday :)
You guys really have no idea how hard it was not to post this story until now, but I wanted to wait until Miley's birthday to do it :)
Did you know I finished writing chapter 1 of part 1 one year and six days ago? And I posted chapter 1 one year and three days ago.
547,574 words
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So I say THANK-YOU for reading :)
Let's try and crack 1000 reviews this story :)
In honor of Miley's birthday, and the posting of the 151st chapter of this series if you have any questions about this story just review what they are and I'll answer them :) Even if it might give away spoilers :0
Also, check out my youtube and comment on the videos I made at: www(.)youtube(.)com/FinleyCyrus just take out the brackets. The one I'm most proud of is the Thank-You For The Music one, I made it in two hours with limited videos on WIndows Movie Maker, and I personally don't think it turned out all that bad. My parents even said it was good... And always with a tone of surprise that I get everytime I do something good...
Okay, so I figure I need roughly 7 1/2 reviews each chapter of this story to crack 1000... SO, pretty please, with a cherry on top? How 'bout we start off with an easy 5 reviews for this first chapter?
The sooner you review the sooner I post.
Would anyone read a Harry Potter fanfiction about a half-dementor/half-witch girl who goes to Hogwarts and is friends with Harry, Draco, Hermione, a centuar boy and has a pet thestral?
It's just another one of hundreds of ideas that I have that will most likely never make it on here, but I am currious. I know I've given you guys a lot of story options, but I don't think this one has ever been done before, and my brother said it would be the worst idea in history, so I kinda want to prove him wrong.
I want to do another competition... I seemed to get more reviews when I had the Macob-baby-naming competition... And I like reviews, in case you hadn't guessed.
I so need a video camera! The other week I was playing music on my computer and I swear an ant that was sitting on my yoyo was dancing. I swear it was. It was so funny. And last night there was a bunch of about twenty or so schoolies walking past our building - we live right in schoolie central - and they were singing that song from the begining of the first Shrek that I forget what it's called, and even though it was one in the morning and I was trying to sleep it wasn't all that bad for a bunch of drunk 18-yeard-olds. They actually knew more words than I do, and they were all in perfect sync.
I swear if I had a video camera half the things I record would be totally stupid, but probably a hit on youtube.
42 DAYS UNTIL MY 18TH BIRTHDAY!~!~!
13 Days until Liberty. Walk-MC's 15th birthday :)
Given my OBVIOUS Miley Cyrus obsession, can any of you guys believe that I still don't have The Last Song on DVD yet? My brother promised to get the blu-reay/DVD set for me two months ago in exchange for a piece of chicken, and he still hasn't gotten it. And I have witnesses to his promise :P
You know what I really hate on fanfiction?
AUTHORS WHO START WRITING A STORY AND DON'T UPDATE FOR MONTHS, SOMETIMES YEARS!
It really dangs my falbit. Grrr
I'm pretty sure, that's it for now, soooo
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