Yep, I added a PeterPOV because I thought it was needed and just felt like it :)

Half— Yellow Fucking Wallpaper

PeterPOV

Yellow, really? Motherfucking –burning- my- sensitive- fucking- eyes- yellow.

What the fuck was Charlotte thinking about? Where the fuck was I in this decision?

Shit, I know this ain't anybodies room but what if we actually did have some guest magically show up. They ain't going to want to stare at bright ass yellow walls.

Hasn't she read that book about some yellow wallpaper? The chick in that story goes all types of loony over the YELLOW wallpaper, thinking she was trapped or some shit in it.

I think that should win my case, but it's already too late because everything is in that damn color and I have to say how much of a grand fucking room it is.

"Yeah, any guest we have will go crazy." I tell her not lying in the least, because any one staying in this room for any period of time will go crazy just like that chick in the book.

"Really?"

"Yeah, they really will." I say and have a real hard time not laughing.

"Great, I only have to grab a few pieces of furniture at the store. Will you try not to get yourself in any trouble?" She asked in almost a pleading tone.

"I'll try." I tell her, throwing a Boy Scout sign for good measure.

She shakes her gorgeous head lightly with a laugh. "Don't you always."

"I'm just going out to hunt tonight, catch me a pimp or high motherfucker."

"See you later then."

I pull her against me before she makes it to the door, slamming my mouth against hers. I could never get enough of this woman.

With a lingering peck she takes off before I can really get her carried away. Shit, I really wanted to get carried away.

I take a glance around the empty leaving room and start considering getting a pet. A dog or something would be nice.

I could just picture my brother coming for a visit and having to tell him that the dog was for keeps not for snacks. Fuck, his face would be hilarious.

Where has that tard been anyways? Hasn't called for a fucking year, last he told me was that fruitcake mind reader brought a human girl into their lives.

Human, really? Maybe reading so many different minds has caused him to finally lose it. Then again that boy has never been right.

Too perfect or goody goody.

Eh, whatever I hate that son of a bitch, no need to dwell.

But my brother should know better. The God of War does not let humans know our secrets or take shit from others.

He really needs to move his ass in with us. He's too domesticated over there.

Last time I visited he was allowing a pixie to shop for him at Abercrombie and Bitch, or some shit like that. I wonder if Jasper was there bitch now.

I shudder at that thought and decide to no longer think on any of that. Looking one more time around the silent place, I turn around and walk to the front door.

A run and a hunt sound perfect for time wasting.

It doesn't take long to find some nice scum in the corner alleyway near a club waiting for some poor girl. I jump from the roof top, landing behind him, snapping his neck, and drain him.

I do this one more time to a mugger not from my other meal, before I decide that I am too fucking slushy for normal and simply roam around the roofs to waste time.

The street litter seems to be kind of slow today, and I soon get bored since there is no entertainment happening tonight. But something tells me that I need to stay out here, even if I am counting lint.

I wander to the east of Montana and begin to decide if I should head to Washington to pay my brother a nice ass whopping' visit. It would be nice and it ain't like we live that far, a quick trip and be back before Charlotte knows.

And boy would she get pissed if she found out I went to visit him without her. She's been meaning to shove her 'fuck me' heels up his emo ass for awhile now for not calling.

Maybe we could go later today.

My senses begin to go wild practically screaming at me to continue to head east. I only run for about two minutes when I hear a girl scream through the downpour and make out the delicious scent of blood.

I pick up speed, knowing that the girl was going to be a very important person in the future. I don't bother thinking why she would, it would do no good and I just really had to hurry my ass up.

The rain seems to rush downwards as I get closer to the alley with a man straddling a small girl, who was covered and surrounded in her own blood. My thirst flares slightly, but not enough to cause me to kill her.

I see the man pull out a knife from her side; she doesn't even make a sound. Her eyes start to flutter close but she keeps trying to hit him. I don't think she can even feel anything anymore.

Before the disgusting fucker can begin unbuttoning her jeans, I throw him off. I make my way to his side and sink my teeth straight in his neck, not even bothering with killing him quickly. I snap some of his limbs before he is even close to death.

When his completely drained I make my way to the girl who's eyes stare at me half lidded in exhaustion. Her heart is slowing too much and my senses keep yelling to save her.

I whisper a 'sorry' that she probably can't even hear before grabbing her left arm and sinking into her flesh, pushing loads of venom into her system. I do this for every limb, then finally her neck.

No scream or sound comes from her even as I pick her up and carry her to my home. I try not to worry since I can hear her heart still beating, but that shit was really strange.

The sun rises just as I smash through the front door that I know I'll be in trouble for later. I run quickly up the stairs and straight to the only guest room around, that happened to be the now ugly ass yellow room.

I feel sorrier now than I did for having to bite her for making her have to stay in this room, but it's the only one besides our room and Jasper's room.

Charlotte was not at all pleased when she came home to find a changing girl. I quickly told her about what happened before she can tear something I really need off. Of course, at first she's stunned, but quickly get's over it.

For the past two days we simply stood by the girl's bed in the yellow wallpaper room. I try not to look at the stuff, because when I do I keep picturing some chick crawling out. Fuck, I need a therapist.

"How do you think she'll be important?" She asked, staring at the girl.

"I'm not sure yet." I answered.

"Why hasn't she made a sound?" She looked at me, worry in her eyes.

"I don't know." I said. "She's been like this since the beginning."

"It's strange." She said, looking back at the girl. "We've seen countless newborns created and never once was there one silent."

"I know." I whisper, my eyes drifting towards the young girl.

It's as if she's simply sleeping, it's fucking disturbing to say the least. Not even a toe or finger has twitched.

"I hope she isn't too crazy." Charlotte said, breaking our small silence.

"Right there with you. I don't want a full time babysitting gig."

"Maybe we can have Jasper come down." She suggested.

"Something tells me he'll be down sometime soon."

"Good." She said. "I got some new higher heels for his ditchin' ass."

Day three was finally here and even as the girl's heart beat rapidly there is still no movement or sound from her.

I moved Charlotte behind my back on instinct and wait as her heart starts stuttering to a close. She snaps her eyes open and just stares at us for a couple of long ass minutes while we wait. When no one says anything, she quickly gets up and I can tell she's excited and disoriented from all the old yet new senses.

Again we all just watch each other.

She finally opens her mouth to speak and had us shocked and confused of what comes out of her mouth. "Hello… um, my name is Bella. Thank you for saving my life, and giving me a new one."

How the fuck did she know what we were?

Charlotte echoing my thoughts asked the question, well more like stuttered. "How…how do you know about…?"

"I've known about vampires for almost two years now." Bella answered all nonchalant, while we were freaking the fuck out.

"How could you know? It's against the law for a human to know? Either they should have killed you or turned you." I finally said.

"Well, I dated a vampire." Charlotte and I gasped at that. What the fuck?

"How could you have dated a vampire, shouldn't he have just… ah, drained you?" Charlotte asked.

"Well yeah, but he was a vegetarian. His whole family are vegetarians actually. He had a hard time though, since I was his singer."

Vegetarians, vampire dating a human….? Holy shit of motherfucking Shiva this girl, Bella, was the same as the girl as the fruitcake Cullen was dating.

Holy shit… She must be why Jasper comes here. She's probably important to us because she will be majorly important to him.

Holy shit this is too fucking good. He probably has no fucking idea that she is his future, or that she is even here. Dumbass.