WELCOME BACK!

Ok so, My dear readers I am back with a new and improved version of All I Need.Trust Me the improvements are noticeable. I've rewritten them AND I now have a Beta!

So let's all thank xMalteaser11x for agreeing to make my ideas error free and grammatically correct!

I'll stop ranting now and move on with the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Twilight Saga. But I would Love to own Jasper.

Bella's POV

"Girls! Hurry up and finish unpacking! We'll go hunting as soon as you're done!" I yelled.

My girls and I had just moved into a loft above a small dress shop. The three of us had decided to move to a smaller town just on the outskirts of a small Colorado suburb. This location was good for us as the town also borders a small forest, which gave us space for hunting. Even though my girls and I are alone, I do everything in my power to keep them happy.

17 years….sigh…17 years since the jackass left me in the forest, telling me that he didn't want me. He left me alone in the cold wet forest. I wasn't stupid though, I knew why he left.

I was human, a klutzy, fragile, insignificant, little human. Why the hell would he want to stay with a human when there were hundreds of perfect immortal and almost indestructible women he could be with? I don't blame him; I didn't like the weakness that came with being human. I never realized how dependant on him I was until he left me...

But, that was nearly 18 years ago. I really didn't do anything until I got the biggest damn shock of my life. This also turned out to be the only reason I began to live again. Edward didn't only leave me behind; he left his daughters behind, as well.

At first when he left I was nearly catatonic. Charlie had attempted to send me back to Renee, but that sure as hell wasn't going to happen. There was no way that I was going to move back in with her and have my daughters influenced by her cougar ways. When Charlie refused to listen to me I moved onto my last resort; I threw a temper tantrum like a 5 year old until he agreed to finally let me stay. It was childish; but it worked.

Well, that was until I told him that I was pregnant. That did not go over well at all. Charlie kicked me out when I told him. He said things no daughter should ever hear her father say; he called me a few names and slapped me across the face. When he asked me if Edward was the father I obviously told him yes. There was no real point in lying to him. I don't even know why he asked, he knew that Edward was the only one I had seen since I moved out here. He probably hoped that I had some fling with Jacob. I have a feeling he wouldn't have minded that one bit. When I confirmed that Edward was indeed the father, well, that was the biggest mistake. He hit me again, harder than the last time, and sent me tumbling down the stairs. I hoped because my babies were half vampire that they were okay. It was all I could do. With the Cullen's gone I had no vampire doctor to go to. So I relied on any ounce of hope I could get.

The day I gave birth was the day was also the day I turned into a vampire. I can't really recall any of the transformation. All I remember was walking through the forest behind the small apartment I was renting at the time, a sharp tearing sound, and then nothing but darkness. The first thing I remember when I woke was seeing my girls sitting there giving each other funny faces and giggling hysterically. They were waiting for me to wake up. Once, I did they launched themselves straight into my arms.

They were the most gorgeous little girls. They already had long flowing locks and looked a few months old; I assumed it was because of their vampire genes. I won't lie; I was disappointed that they grew so quickly. I felt cheated that I would miss out on the months and years of them growing.

They stopped growing at around nine years of age. They'd be 18 soon and looked forever frozen at 17. Nowadays, the three of us looked like sisters rather than mother and daughters. But, that was obviously to be expected.

Samantha had big brown eyes that faded to green around the iris when she was still half human. Her hair was dark brown and fell into waves just below her shoulders. She was short at only 5'4 and had a curvy figure. I have no idea where she got her curves from, because they definitely did not come from me. She was pale but not as pale as Edward or I. She had a quiet personality but if you were unlucky enough she'd unleash the vampire inside, she would become to be damn scary. She loves clothes and shopping. She's quite the fashionista, but she only ever wears jeans and band tee's. Samantha also loves to write and draw, too. She's always filling her notebook with story ideas and songs, and a few clothing designs as well.

Meranda on the other hand was almost her polar opposite. Her hair was strawberry blonde with deep bronze highlights that fell to the middle of her back. It was wavy just like Samantha's. She is just as pale as any other vampire. Sam is only a half an inch shorter than Meranda is. She is more of a girly-girl; always wearing stilettos and miniskirts. But if you cross her she will kick some ass; I believe her temper is worse than Rosalie's.

My girls know everything that happened to me. They knew all about the Cullen's and Charlie. The only thing I kept from them was the names of The Cullen's. The family I had once upon a time, that I loved as if they were my own.

All I have now are my girls, Samantha Rosalie Esme Swan and Meranda Alice Marie Swan, but they're all I need.

Ok that's the prologue! The following chapters won't be out for a little while but I finally got the pictures of Samantha and Meranda up! So check them out :) I'll try to update as soon as I can.

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