A/N:OK, I appreciate the reviews I HAVE gotten, but I definitely want more for this chapter. I'm thinking, 10 reviews before my next update? Sound fair? This chapter is slightly short of 3,000 words and gave me lots of aggrivation trying to save it, once I finally did, I found out the proper way to do this. So, YAY less problems updating from now on. Anyway, read on.
Disclaimer: I sadly do NOT own any characters you recognize, I just own this plot, Charlotte, and their new personalities. Anyone want to sell them to me though, just send a PM :)
Baby on a night like this
I wish youd just hold me forever
Ill remember with one last kiss
That nothing truly lasts forever
Chapter 2
"Yes, actually Edward, I did edit. Anything I did edit was unimportant or something I don't believe is your business." I snapped.
"Bella, relax darling." Carlisle tried to sooth me. I slumped back, folding my arms across my chest, and scowled.
"Then tell Edward to mind his own business in my personal life." I said childishly. I mentally rolled my eyes at my behavior. Since when was I so whiny? Then I remembered Mike.
"You probably just don't want us knowing your dirty little secrets." Charlotte said, rolling her eyes. Everyone looked at her, well glared, including Edward.
"Yes, there are some things I don't want you to know, at least not all of you. But it doesn't give you any right to butt in." I glared at her. "Now, I'm going to bed, don't disturb me because when people wake me up without a good reason, I hurt them." I smiled sweetly. "Good night." I went towards the stairs before remembering one tiny thing. The mental picture of Mike at the top of the stairs made me wince.
"Carlisle?" I whispered. He instantly appeared at my side, a concerned look covering his face from paternal instinct.
"What's wrong?"
"Can I have a room downstairs? Is there a room downstairs?" I questioned quietly. "I-I'll explain later, ok?"
"The room's smaller than the one we have for you upstairs, but if you're sure you want this, just send your stuff downstairs." I could feel the smile break out on my face instantly. I threw my arms around him.
"Thank you dad." I muttered into his shoulder. Damn hormones.
"It's alright Bells, now, get to bed." I wiped a stray tear away before walking into my room where my stuff now awaited me. I picked through the bags before finding one with my pajamas, grabbing a pair and changing. I climbed into bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.
The blindingly bright sun bugged my eyes as it beat down from the window. I opened my eyes slowly and sat up. I began stretching and stood out of bed, looking at the alarm clock the family had for their guests. The time read just after eight, so I decided it was time to get up. I walked over to the door, opened it and headed for the kitchen.
"Morning." I muttered groggily to Esme.
"Morning sweetie, are you hungry?" She asked.
"Kind of." I admitted. I didn't want breakfast, but I needed it.
"Bella? Are you up?" I heard Carlisle from the other room.
"Yes dad." I replied softly. "Mom," I saw her eyes twinkle, "I'll make myself breakfast when I get back, don't worry."
"Nonsense! Go talk with your father, I'll make you some pancakes. Chocolate chip sound good?" She questioned softly.
"Sounds perfect." I smiled before standing up and walking towards the family room. Carlisle was their sitting on a chair reading some medical papers. "Hi dad." I said shyly.
"Good morning Bella. I was wondering if we could go for a walk later and talk, about last night and other things you weren't willing to talk about. We don't have to talk about everything, but I want to know something about my daughter." I smiled and nodded, tears in my eyes just at the thought.
I stood up and walked back to the kitchen, the smell of chocolate chip pancakes greeting my nose.
"Hello mum." I said.
"Oh good deary, your food is ready." I smiled. She handed me a plate and a fork ad a glass of orange juice.
"Thanks mum." I cut a piece and plopped it in my mouth with the silver fork Esme gave me. It was spotless, never been used before.
"What's that horrible smell?" Charlotte whined as she walked downstairs, Edward trailing behind her. I went to respond but was pulled back into a long forgotten memory before I could.
"Edward?" Bella called. She was lying in a huge bed. Her clothes were spread around the room, tossed carelessly, and the bed was a mess. She remembered falling asleep in her husband's arms, but now he was gone. "Edward?" She called louder. She was then greeted by her husband's green eyes, bronze hair, and tall muscular figure.
"Good morning Mrs. Mason." Edward said as he walking in with a tray. The tray held two plates of chocolate chip pancakes, his wife's favorite, two glasses of orange juice, toast, two forks, two napkins, and a single rose in a vase.
"What's all this for Eddiekins?" She asked playfully, her head tilting to the side, eyes gleaming with curiosity. Edward simply grinned at his wife's nickname for him. If anyone else called him Eddiekins, he's probably beat them to a pulp. But Bella, Bella could call him anything and he'd love, simply because it came from her beautiful lips and was said in her soft, bell like voice.
"Today, my love, is the anniversary of the day we met. It's been six of the best years of my life." She smiled at her husband's loving words and pecked her love's lips. She looked into his eyes and saw them brimming with adoration, devotion, and love.
"I love you." She whispered against his lips.
"I love you, too my beauty. And in just a few months time, our love shall be eternal." He kissed her passionately before everything faded to black.
"Bella?" Esme called. Concern covered her face as maternal instincts kicked in. I couldn't answer.
"Edward, what's your full name?" I asked, recovering from shock.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. Why are you asking?"
I ignored his question, "What color were your eyes as a human. Masen's your human last name, right?"
"My eyes were green and yes. Why do you keep asking these insane questions?" 'What is wrong with her?'
"I need to talk to Carlisle. Mum, sorry about this. Just wrap it up in cyran wrap and put it in the fridge. I'll reheat it later."
"Bella?" She called as I walked out. I just continued to the family room.
"Dad, I'll be ready in five minutes." I warned Carlisle. I ran to my room, found an outfit and changed. I ran a brush through my hair and grabbed a pair of Ugg boots before walking to the family room. I sat and put on my boots, waiting for Carlisle. He arrived as I finished slipping them on.
"Ready?" I nodded and went for the door.
"Lead the way." I told him. He took off running and I followed slowly behind. Thirty miles into the woods, he stopped and sat on a fallen tree. I sat down next to him.
"Some of this, I can't risk anyone else finding out yet. I'm putting a block(A/N: when she says this, this is a kind of 'privacy bubble' she can make. I explain what this one does in a moment, but just know there are other kinds, and this isn't a visible bubble or anything! Any questions, leave it in a comment.) on this conversation so Alice won't see any of it and if you think about it, Edward won't hear it." He nodded. "I'll start at the very beginning, which is actually a memory I found this morning." He nodded again, gesturing to me to begin. I took a deep breath.
"This morning I had a memory of those blank six years. I had just woken up in the memory and I had slept with someone the night before. Then, I called for a man named Edward. Edward Anthony Masen came in with a tray of breakfast for me. It was the six year anniversary of when we met. He was my husband. He was human, but he was going to be hanged in a few months. That's all I know.
"When I married Mike, he was kind and sweet. The next day, my memory returned. I refused him and demanded a divorce, saying I had a mental problem when I agreed and it was the truth. So, he beat me till I was too weak too fight back before raping me. It then became a daily occurrence, and I just got weaker and weaker despite my training. After a month, I became pregnant. Before I could tell him, he beat me to the point of a miscarriage. This happened three more times.
"After my third miscarriage, I asked to leave, to meet the members of my family. I was also in a huge depression. I was slightly depressed after getting my memory back. My first pregnancy lifted my spirits slightly. When I had my miscarriage, my depression worsened. Same for my second and third pregnancy. By this point I was just a mess, hardly leaving the bed in the morning. So, the Volturi agreed I needed to get away. That kept me away until 1943. By then I had seen Esme, Rose, Emmet, and in 1943, Alice and Jasper. When I returned, it all started again. Since then, I've had another four miscarriages, and my depression pattern continued with it, and soon I was just a lump that was pushed around and used by others.
"Last year, I got pregnant. But this time, I was able to tell Mike before he got to beat me. He's always wanted a kid, that's why we are technically still married. He didn't touch me for six months. I was ecstatic, I was finally getting a kid, I wasn't getting beat. This baby was an answer to my prayers. After six months, I went into premature labor. The baby's body was still too underdeveloped and weak and he died at birth. He was given to Mike after being declared dead and giving me the basic information. I'm sure you can guess why." I shuddered and took another breath. Time for the worst part, the big finale.
"Since, I've been in just a huge, inescapable depression. Actually seeing the baby dead made is so much worse than normal. Mike's been worse than ever, blaming me for the baby's death. The reason, I asked for a downstairs room is because…I'm pregnant. I found out last week. I told Aro and he agreed, I needed to leave. He gave me a week and promised to keep Mike busy until and after I left. When I went to go upstairs, I saw Mike just waiting to beat me or push me down the stairs, I've lost two kids when he did that. Nobody dared to stop him or help me get my divorce because Mike's head of guard. He said he'd leave if he wasn't happy. I made him happy.
"So, I'm here so I can have my baby. I want it to stay hidden and out of Mike's knowledge so it can be safe from Mike when I go back to Italy. I feel horrible dumping this baby on you, but what kind of mom would raise her baby with Mike and a bunch of vampires around, examining and probing, in Mike's case probably beating. I…I…" I was sobbing hysterically and couldn't continue. Carlisle pulled me into a fatherly embrace.
"You and your baby are safe, my Isabella. You're not going back to Italy. You'll both be safe here, for eternity."
"R-Really?" I managed to sniffled out as I continued to sob.
"Really." He smiled at me and pulled me closer.
"Dad, you don't have to. Really, I'll be fine, I just need to find the woman he's supposed to be with or something. I'll figure it all out." I pleaded. I wouldn't do this to my family, dumping my problems on them. "Plus…I don't know if I can stay in this house with Charlotte, and maybe Edward if my memories come back."
"To be honest, none of us like Charlotte, I think Edward's only with her to keep himself occupied. We could just tell them to break off their engagement or leave. Besides, if Edward is your ex husband, you need to work things out. He's talking about his wife during his human life, saying he was madly in love with her but some vampire seduced him one day and it was the biggest mistake of his life. He was in such a depression, he was too weak too fight off the influenza. With her, he hadn't been able to catch it he was too strong and happy in a way. If you're her, he needs you."
"Dad, I don't know. Besides, how do I tell them? They're gonna find out eventually and I'd rather tell then have bits and pieces come out. Knowing Charlotte she'll tell them all some twisted version."
"We'll tell them your pregnant when we get back. No details, just the fact that you're pregnant. I'm sure they'll be ecstatic to have a baby around the house."
I sighed. There was no fighting this. "If you insist. I have a feeling you'll have Jasper, Edward and Emmet strap me down if I refuse, so…" He laughed and giggled. It felt so amazing to laugh, to smile again. My mouth hurt from doing this after so long of nothing but frowns, but I didn't care. I was addicted to being happy.
"How about we head back Bells? You and the baby are probably hungry. Then we can tell everyone you're pregnant." I smiled and nodded my head. We took off running towards the house. The wind in my hair and the thrill I received from running at an impossible speed always made my hunts and my kills even more fun. But this, this running for fun, was absolutely amazing.
All too soon, we arrived back at the house. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach, and was suddenly grateful I hadn't eaten breakfast. I had a feeling my morning sickness was coming. Great.
"Ready Bells?"
"Ready as a girl can ever be. Yeah, know I wasn't scared to tell my own dad, but my siblings, mom and two other people one who I hate and the other who might've been my husband ninety years ago, telling them feels like I'm going to die." I muttered. He laughed at my fear and pushed me inside. "Hey! Gentle, huh?" He chuckled at me. "It's bad enough I was dropped like, three times yesterday." He chuckled again as I scowled at him. I stomped past him into the family room and sat down on a chair. I removed my boots and tucked my legs towards my body before resting my head on my knees.
"Would you like me too call everyone?" Carlisle asked. I simply nodded my head. I didn't feel like talking. I let myself be absorbed by my memories.
"My Bella, darling, don't worry about having kids. I'll be perfectly happy just having you. We don't need to have a kid." Edward assured me.
"I-I know Edward, but I've just always wanted a kid and there's nobody else I want to have a kid with. I promise you though, you'll be changed before your turn twenty six. Kid or no kid. There's still the possibility I could get pregnant if you're a vampire." Bella wiped another tear as Edward continued to rub her back soothingly.
"Bella, I have too but we don't need kids. I love you and you are all I need in my life."
I felt the tears in my eyes. Guess that statement wasn't true anymore. Everyone was looking at me, curious as to where I spaced out to. Jasper could sense my sadness and looked at me questioningly, but I just shook my head.
"Well, Edward over here complained about my editing, and Charlotte about me having 'dirty little secrets.' So, I'll tell you. I'm-"
"I'm really pregnant? Really, really?" Bella had never been happier. She was getting the chance to have Edward's child after four years of trying.
"Really, Mrs. Masen. How about you go on home, tell your husband and rest. Ok?" She nodded eagerly before running out of the office, desperate to tell her husband. She continued until reaching the woods. She looked around to make sure the coast was clear, and teleported herself to the front door. She burst down the front door then went straight to the bedroom. What she saw made her forget her happiness.
"E-Edward?" There was the town whore, Jessica, sitting on her husband's lap. She was down to nothing but her slip, her dress long discarded. Edward, her 'devoted' husband, was shirtless. "GET OUT YOU LITTLE WHORE!" Jessica jumped out and grabbed her dress at a speed too quick for a vampire. She threw on the dress and scurried out, smirking the whole time. "Edward, how could you?"
"Bella? But, I-Bella I didn't-"
"Leave Edward." She said quietly, dangerously.
"Bells-"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT AND GET OUT!" She screamed. He hastily threw on his shirt and ran out of the house, heading to his parent's.
She sank to the floor, sobbing endlessly. She had to leave, she couldn't stay. She stood up and raced around the room, packing everything. Twenty minutes later, all her belongings were packed. Just one thing left for her to do.
'Dear Edward,
I can't stay here. What you did, it hurt too much to stay. I'm sorry Edward. I don't want a divorce, I'm pretty sure you'll be turned and we will see each other again. Besides that, I still love you. As they say, love hurts.
I'll always love you Edward,
Bella
P.S. :I'll be back in Italy before you read this.
P.P.S. :Congrats, you're going to be a father'
With that, I collapsed into tears on the floor, crying hysterically.
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