Story Title: Living for Two

Genre: Twilight

Characters: Cullen's, Bella.

Rating: T

Warnings: Strong Language, Violence, Sexual Content

Status: In-Works

Summary: Bella's parents live in New Mexico. Bella lived with them until she left her family and home in the middle of the night. Taking her money and some clothes she finds herself in Forks. At the age of just 16 she goes back to school with a new name. There she meets bronze hair boy. Please R&R

Do not own Twilight. Sad but true.

Chapter 1

I lied in bed, counting down the minutes until midnight. Counting down the minutes until I had to leave. Tonight was the night I would be leaving. I Isabella Marie Swan will be no more. I pictured my life at the age of 16, a happy girl. But my life was far from happy. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents. God, if they only knew how much I love them. And how much I will miss them. I don't want to hurt them but I have to leave. My life here is not one that I would choose now. I can't stay here. I risk too much. People are already starting to notice. I have to protect my family. The only way that I can do that is if I leave. I don't want to destroy the life my parents have built. I will leave. I don't care where I go, just as long as I don't stay here. I cried into my pillow so that I won't wake up my parents. I think back to when it all started. The night of my high school dance. I wanted to go so I did. I just wanted to know how it was like. So I went, after I begged Charlie and Renne to let me go. When I go to the dance everything was amazing. It was Prom. Yeah I know that I was only 16 and prom is for senior not sophomore. But I wanted to go. Now I wish I never did. Life would have been so much easier if I didn't go. I won't be packing my bags and escaping into the night with what little I have.

I called a taxi to pick me up and take me to the Greyhound Station. I didn't know where I was going. I was going to see what busses were still going out at this hour. When the taxi pulled up to the Station, I grabbed my bag and paid the man. I walked through the double doors and sat down next to a couple holding there son. A small smile played on my lips. I sat there for twenty minutes looking around me. I tired to remember the hot smell of the Albuquerque air. New Mexico was hot during the day, but even hotter during the nights. Well that's how I felt. My baby doll shirt was starting to stick to my tummy. I pulled it away from my body without flashing anybody. I had to unbutton my jeans in the taxi. There were hurting me. I really hate that.

It was 12:40am when I got up and went to buy a ticket. I looked at the list that they had and made up my mind to go to some place cold. More clothes the better. I waited in line just for a little while. When it was my turn the lady ask for my name. I knew I could give her a fake. Because they never ask for ID's. I thought of a name quick.

"Lydi Valtazar." I said. It was a name off of a Spanish Soap.

"And where will you be going tonight?" she asked.

"Port Angeles, Washington please." I was scared that she would see right through me but she looked tired and didn't ask questions.

"One way or round trip?"

"One way please." She typed everything into the computer and printed my ticket.

"Do you have any suit cases or a carry-on?"

"I have a carry-on only."

"Your total will be $181.05. There will be three transfers. The bus will leave at 1:40am." She told me as she handed me my tickets. I thanked her and went to go sit down near the couple with the baby boy. I sat there just looking at him. He played with his teddy. He did this for the next ten minutes until he looked down and saw his bottle and some how managed to kick it. The white liquid which I assume would be baby formula, spilled all over the floor. His dad went to the bathroom to get some paper towels while his mother tired to clean what little she could reach with the baby boy in her hands. She looked over at me and smiled.

"This kid is a hand full. Could you hold him for me please?" she asked so sweetly that I just couldn't say no. But that wasn't the only reason why I didn't want to say no. The baby boy had a set of hair that I wanted to run my fingers through. He had this most adorable face that I just wanted to kiss. His eyes were a dark blue. He was just adorable. I wanted to keep him. When his mom hand him over to me I was expecting for him to fight so that he could stay with his mom but he didn't. He came to me with open arms. I held him to my chest. He sat in my lap and rested his head over my left breast, his right hand under my arm and sucked on his left thump. I looked at his face. He was at peace, his innocent face just for me to look at. He fall asleep while his parents cleaned up his mess. I stared at him wondering how someone so small can change ones life. His mom just looked at her soon and smiled. She made no move to take her son. She smiled at me.

"You will be a great mom someday." She said. I held my breath not wanting to cry. I didn't know what to say. Before I could say anything they called all passengers for Port Angeles. I stood up and gently gave her back her son. I smiled at him one last time and left to board my bus. As I sat next to the window on the bus I thought back to what the lady had told me. "You will be a great mom someday." "Someday." I told myself. As I held my tummy and rubbed.

A/N: Otay. I hope you guys like this new story i wrote. please be truthful. I need to know if i should update or give up. please let me know thank you. Please R&R. And you are also more then welcome to read my other stories. Thank you

^_^Betty