A/N: I know this one is short but the rest of the chapters following up until Edward and Bella meet again are all going to be short so I could get to the reunion between the two faster.

This chapter is about Bella's side of the story after the 91 years that she's been a vampire and apart from Edward.

Chapter 4

Bella POV

"MOMMMMMM"

I sighed and ran out of my bedroom at vampire speed to meet Annabelle in the hallway near the bathroom door.

"What is it, Anne?" she huffed and opened the bathroom door wide open and stepped away from it.

"What's wrong in the bathro – " I began to ask but then the smell hit me. My hand flew up to my nose to stop the horrible smell from entering through my sensitive nostrils. I slowly walked over to the bathroom and peeked inside.

That was one of the most worst mistakes of my life.

I reeled back from the smell and walked slowly back out. I continued to walk until I reached the edge of the stairs down the hallway and finally brought my hand down from my nose.

I took a deep breath and yelled down to the first floor in frustration.

"EDWIN ALEXANDER MASON"

He was by my side in an instant and I grabbed his ear.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow…mom that, ow, hurts…" he whined as I pulled him into my bedroom and let go of his ear when he was close enough to the bed to fall on it when I did.

"Edwin, why didn't you at least try to get rid of the smell in that bathroom?" I asked him annoyed. This was what?...the hundredth time?

"Who the fuck dropped a shit bomb in the bathroom and didn't get rid of the damn stench. Fuck that stinks like that guy from the mall that didn't put on any fucking deodorant" I heard come from the hallway.

"Jenn's here" Annabelle sang.

Just then, said Jenn, came into my bedroom with a disgusted look on her face.

"It was you, again, wasn't it, Ed?" she hissed at Edwin who tried to hide behind me but I moved out of the way. He looked up with a sense of betrayal.

"Mom, you traitor" he whispered but I smirked.

"You're the one who stunk up the bathroom, not me" I said and walked out of my bedroom and towards the living room, Annabelle in toll. I could hear Jennifer giving Edwin a lesson on using air fresheners from down here. I silently giggled at the things she was saying.

"Air fresheners – very useful little things, trust me. You just have to learn how to USE ONE!!!!"

I smiled at her antics.

I had gotten used to her shouting and cursing years ago but the twins just couldn't seem to adjust to it as much as I.

Jenn is really a nice person once you get to know her. At least that what she said about herself after the first time she almost frightened me to death – rhetorically of course – with her temper. Her full name is Jennifer Mackenzie Rodriguez. She's Hispanic but considers herself a pure American. But I highly doubt that, especially when she starts yelling at you in Spanish. Funny yet horrifying. Beware of the Jenn.

Now Annabelle, she's just plain awkward. She always was and forever will be. I remember that her first word was loco. I think Jenn taught her that. She loves shopping and dressing up for fun in extremely bright colors. She's also overly hyper at all times, probably also in her sleep. Why I say that you ask? Let's see…there was one night where she was sleep walking, she starting cheering and jumping on her bed. When I walked into her bedroom, her eyes were closed and every time she stopped cheering, she'd snore, but continue to cheer a second later. And it seems like my first impression of her was right. She's a very curious girl as well, always asking you what you're: doing, eating, going to do.

Edwin, Edwin, Edwin. Whatever went wrong with that boy, I don't know. If you do, don't feel afraid to tell me. I seriously need help with that kid. Not only does he barely listen to what I say to him, he has the worst digestive system I've ever smelled. Yes…smelled. He can kill a vampire with one of his dang farts. It's like; Edwin lets it rip, you run for your life. But he's also a very quiet kid as well, the total opposite of his sister…socially. When Anne would invite a friend over, Edwin would run up to his room and just sit down listening to music. He doesn't have any friends but the three women in his life: Me, Annabelle, and Jenn.

Now, you're probably wondering how the twins are still alive and with us after all these years (about 91 to be exact).

Well, apparently, Jenn and I weren't in time.

The twins had gotten infected by the venom while still in my womb. They didn't get completely affected by it, thank god.

They are still humans, somewhat, but have vampire speed, strength, and senses. They just don't have completely indestructible skin and still have to sleep and eat. And obviously, they get to live like vampires; non-aging and forever.

And then there's me. I'm a very strange vampire and Jennifer thinks it has to do with the fact that I was pregnant when I was changed.

I look and act like a vampire because that's what I am, but I can still eat, sleep, and cry like a human. I don't have to eat and sleep but it gives me more energy so it helps. Sometimes I can even eat and sleep instead of having to drink blood and kill an innocent, poor, little animal.

Yes, animal.

I'm what you call, a vegetarian vampire.

I didn't want to harm humans so Jenn informed me on a lifestyle she got from this older vampire she meet in the 1800's named, Carlisle Cullen.

So I went along with it and feed on animal blood instead of human blood to feel less inhumane.

Why I wanted to go along with this diet?

It's simple.

My true love was human when he died and I know what it feels like to lose someone close to you. I don't want others to have to go through that kind of pain because I was thirsty, especially when I've been through it first hand and know what it's like.

I still miss Edward but I have to be strong for my kids. They always ask me about their father and all I can do is say: 'He was so much like the both of you', 'You two remind me of him everyday', and 'Can we not talk about him, please?'

But of course, Annabelle being as curious as she is always asks about him at least once a week. Most of the time I just use an excuse to get out of that. But sometimes I be nice and tell her a story about him from my human memories that are fairly clear for a vampire's human memories. Or at least that's what Jennifer says.

"What'cha thinking 'bout, mom?" I heard someone ask.

I looked around to see Annabelle with her face barely two inches away from my face. She always does that.

"What did I say about personal space, Anne?" she bit her lip and pulled back two feet or so.

"Everyone appreciates it" she mumbled under her breath.

"Good, and everyone includes– " I started but she cut me off.

"Everyone includes my loving mom. I know, I know. Sorry" she said with a pout and I couldn't help but smile. She was definitely acting.

Then she shot up with a huge grin on her lips "So what were you thinking about, mom? Were you thinking about grounding Edwin? I would love it if you grounded him. Winnie (her nickname for him) has been annoying lately. Always ignoring me and then complaining about me annoying him when all I do is try to start a conversation. Or were you thinking about moving? I know, I know. How do I know, right? Well, I was talking to Jenn the other night and she mentioned something about us moving to Alaska to met this vampire coven she heard about, the Denali Coven of Alaska. She said they had something to do with Carlisle Cullen. You know? The vampire she's admired since she heard he invented a new way of surviving without having to kill humans and blah, blah, blah. So she was saying something about us starting school all over again when we get there in September. Do we really have to move there? Or were you thinking about da– " (Did I mention she's a talker?)

I clasped my hand over her mouth "Please, Anne. I say this because I care about you…shut up" I said with pleading gray eyes (Yes gray. It has to do with the fact that I can still act human).

She nodded and sat back down. I was waiting for the second when she would burst out in words again but instead, she raised a finger up to motion for me to wait and ran – at vampire speed – up the stairs and was back in seconds with a sketch pad and pencil.

She picked up the pad and pencil and began to write:

Were you thinking about dad?

She handed me the pad and I read it to myself about a dozen times – but it only took seconds to read it that many times – before I looked up with sad eyes and nodded.

"Yes, I was. But what can I say Anne? I loved your dad to death, he was my soul mate. The day I found out that he died before I could have had a chance to save him, my heart was ripped apart. And not just me, his death affects you and Edwin whether you think so or not. You'll never get to see your dad, ever" I whispered in a depressed tone.

She sighed and sat closer to me before wrapping her skinny pale arms around me.

"I might not have known him but I miss him, too. Telling especially from all those stories you told me of him, he's would have probably been my kind of dad" she whispered with a hint of amusement.

I couldn't blame her. Most of the stories I told her of him were the ones in which I embarrassed him in some sort of way or just simply the dumb things we did together. I remember that one time when we wanted to try out cooking together for the first time and ended up catching the steak – that was to be for dinner – on fire. I still remember the looks on his parents' faces when they saw us holding flaming steaks towards the bath tubs to put them out…priceless.

I giggled before pulling away from my daughter's loose embrace. She pouted as I got up and she fell over on the couch. I giggled again as I made my way over to the kitchen to prepare myself a smoothie. As I walked across the staircase, I noticed out of the corner of my eye; a very smug Jenn walking down the stairs like it was the best day of her life, followed by my horror-stricken son sulking as he made his way down the long stairs.

I smiled as I made it to the kitchen before I had to even deal with that. I could tell by the look on Ed's face that Jenn's air freshener lesson was not only about air fresheners. She probably scarred him for life. I'll deal with that later.

I know, I know (Annabelle gets that from me). Not very caring-mother-like, right? Well, this is who I am? I'm more of a cool-calm-collected mom who only gets mad at her kids when they do life-threatening things to either themselves, Jenn, or me.

So basically, they can get away with almost everything…with me. Jenn?...not so much.

I walked over to the fridge and took out a case of strawberries, a carton of milk, a case of blueberries, and some bananas.

I quickly made a small smoothie before Jennifer walk into the kitchen with a shit-eating grin clear on her pale face.

"Hey Izzy! What are you making?" she said in her sweet voice.

To someone who hasn't gotten the chance to know the real Jenn, the sweetness to her tone would make her seem innocent and friendly.

Don't ever believe the act for a second.

That's the exact same voice she uses before she scares you to death – if you're human; for a vampire, you'd just be scared shitless whether you can shit or not.

"I'm making a smoothie, Jenn. Would you like some?" I asked in that same sweet voice.

She gave me a look of disgust "Yeah right, girly? Like I'd want a sip of that crap. If I were human, maybe? But no way in hell am I going to drink that while still a vampire" she huffed before walking back out to the living room.

At least I got rid of her before she could do anything horrible.

Remember: the sweet voice is a sign of future evil when involved with that woman.

I happily sipped my smoothie as I walked out to the living room to join the twins and Jenn for some family bonding time.

Hope it ends well this time.

Five Minutes Later…

"Give me the damn control, Annabelle" Edwin nearly growled at his younger sister who was using her clones to keep him at bay. Yes you heard right.

Clones.

It's her power and she loves it. Especially since it mean that she can never be alone.

The real Anne – who was behind the clones – stuck out her tongue at Edwin and ran out of the front door, her clones blocking Edwin from following.

After he had taken care of the clones, they both continued to ran around the house and the yard while Jenn and I continued to watch Scrubs.

"When do you think the two idiots will notice that none of them have the remote?" Jennifer asked, her eyes still on the screen.

I pulled the remote – that I had successfully snatched from Anne's pocket while the both of them weren't looking – out from my pocket and twisted it in my grasp.

"In an hour, maybe two days tops" I muttered as the twins passed by the front of the TV, still chasing each other for the remote.

Jenn snorted "Dumbasses" she whispered.

I gave her a playful smack on the arm "They are not dumbasses, they're just simply…clueless"

"More like brainless. Did they get that from you or their father?" Jenn asked still staring at the TV as the twins passed by in front of it again, still screaming at each other.

I shrugged and raised the volume "I don't know. Hey…is this the new episode?" I asked, referring to the show.

Jenn shrugged back and continued to watch it along with me as the twins kept passing by.

A/N: The IDs for the twins and Jenn are going to be on my profile so keep a look out for those