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Chapter 8. MADNESS

The speed with which Carlisle drove the Mercedes was frustratedly slow, Esme and Rosalie had asked him to drive even slower than normal, even slower than how Bella drove, they didn't want that any bump or brusque movement could hurt her or the... fetus. I was next to the window, Bella had her head laid over my shoulder, one of her hands were over her stomach as it had become habit during the last hours, the other hand, I never thought that I would see those two hands interwined together, Rosalie had the fragile hand securely interwined with hers at the other side of Bella who were sitting between the two of us.

All my conclusions, all my theories, everything that I believed that Bella was feeling when we were on the plane, everything had been worse that wrong, I would have preferred that Bella hated me than she would have decided to sacrifice her life to give it to that monster. Never, not even in my wildest imagination I would have been able to imagine what Bella was planning to do.

Wasn't she conscious of the danger?

But what was I thinking? Since when Bella had worried about the danger that surrounded her? It didn't worry her or cared about. In those moments she didn't care anything about that.

Listen to me, Edward Cullen. Think thoroughly about what I am going to say...

I had the crazy impulse of ripping her head in the moment, but I couldn't, not when Bella was in the middle of us. Rosalie didn't care about anything else than just the... baby. Like she said. I knew very well that it wasn't any of that, it was a monster.

Don't you dare touching a single hair to Bella, the baby will be born, you want it or not. Don't even try to stop it, I would bite your head off.

The baby, the baby. It was everything that Rosalie cared about, there was no thought that told me that she cared about what could happen to Bella, while the monster came out of her alive. My sister just thought that she would have an opportunity of being a mother like she never had after being changed into a vampire. She was happy, excited for being able of having a baby in her arms, of taking care of him and saw him growing next to Emmett, now she would have the family that she never could, the family that I would never have, because Bella and I wouldn't be there, I knew that that monster would kill her and I wouldn't stay in this world without her in it.

Well, Rosalie could have whatever she wanted, I didn't care. I neither cared what she said, I would do even the impossible to convince Bella to not keep with her insane plan. And I would make sure of achieving it before it was too late.

I would let her go after that if she wanted it that way, I wouldn't hinder her to remake her life far away from me, as much as it hurt me. After what I had done, it was the least that I could give her, her freedom, and I wouldn't refuse. Bella deserved it. I deserved to lose her, but she couldn't die because she wanted to be a mother. It didn't have to be this way, she was human, pregnancy was supposed to be enjoyable, it had to be a life-changing experience, that way, not this way. Esme had to know it, I didn't understand why she didn't support me, because she thought that being at Bella's side was the best.

Son, you know it's what Bella wants. Everything will work out somehow.

Esme had said that to me when I realized she was supporting Bella. Those were the words that she always told to reassure me. Now I didn't believe it, I couldn't.

I didn't have any idea of what I would do to force Bella to abort that thing, Rosalie would never have helped me even if she hadn't been allied with her, Esme neither would have done it, but maybe neither of them had refused. Now neither of them would allow it, Emmett would never let me get close to Rosalie, and Carlisle would never help me against Esme. Alice and jasper wouldn't help me either, because though they agreed with me, with that thing would hurt Bella, my sister would never do something against Bella, and if Alice asked him, Jasper would never help me. I was completely alone.

I felt again in that black hole in which I had fallen in, the darkness was getting over me, and I felt more alone than ever. I slowly felt, how every part of me were tearing apart from me, and they were falling into the fire, I would never be able to gather them again. Every second that passed, fell another piece of me, every second that that thing was still inside of Bella, I wouldn't be able to rest until Bella was safe, that she wasn't carrying that thing inside of her body anymore that would end up killing her. The only thing that I had to keep serene, was my face, I couldn't allow that Bella was the pain that was filling me, I had to be strong for her, just for her. Somehow, somewhere I had to take some strength, I had to do something to save her.

We got to Forks in almost two hours, the speed was getting me craziest, I had to be in action, moving, I had to search for some way to help Bella, to convince everyone that they were wrong, that things couldn't go the way they thought. I didn't even had the help of Alice, my sister hadn't been able to see anything since the moment in which Bella had decided to keep that thing, and when Rosalie, Emmett and Esme decided to help Bella, and all the others decisions that had put us in that position, Alice couldn't have seen anything else. It was like she had lost her gift. That frustrated her and dot her desperate, and more than anything it scared her, she didn't have any idea of how everything would end. I couldn't ask Bella to reconsider, giving her the excuse that Alice had already seen it, that everything would end up wrong. And though she would have, I was sure that this time, she wouldn't hear me. She wouldn't care anything at all about Alice's visions.

When we arrived to the house, I got down the car to help Bella to get down too, then I realized that Rosalie already had her with a foot in the ground from the other door. It got me desperate and it bothered me that my sister separated me from Bella.

"Are you okay, Bella? The trip must have exhausted you."

I hope it hasn't stressed her, it would be bad for the baby.

All her thought were centered in that thing.

"I'm fine, Rose. The trip on the plane was longer and you can see..."

Bella didn't finish talking, her hand had flown to her mouth, she was sick again. I was at her side in less than a second. Rosalie pushed me away with a hand, preventing me to come closer. She helped Bella with her hair while she was crouched down, throwing out pure liquids, she hadn't been able to eat anything, not even drinking. It would leave her drained. And that reminded me that what we had to investigate why Bella was rejecting everything she ingested.

Esme and Carlisle were next to Rosalie. Seeing that Bella wasn't too much sick.

Edward, don't worry. The nauseas are a very normal symptom of pregnancy.

Esme wanted to calm me down. But that wasn't what I was worried about. But the fact that everything that Bella ingested she threw it out. Everything.

"Carlisle. Can I speak to you, please?"

Of course, son. What happens?

I couldn't finish because Bella had raised her face, and her eyes searched me immediately, when I saw them, wet from the few tears that had escaped her, I was at her side in less than a second, Rosalie didn't even have time to react. I heard her snarling when she saw me so close to Bella. Did she think that I would hurt her in that condition she was in? In spite of wanting that thing out of her, I would never try it if she didn't allow it to me.

"Bella, are you feeling well?"

Bella wiped her mouth with a hand, there was nothing to wipe. Then her hand went to her forehead, a few drops of sweat were starting to well up, even when the weather wasn't the indicated to be hot. My hands touched her forehead, and her temperature was so out of normal.

"Bella, answer. Are you okay?" Rosalie told her, a little worried. More for the thing than for Bella.

She finally get the breath back, her eyes stayed on my face for a second, and as Bella had been the last one to ask, she turned to her and answered.

"I'm fine, Rose. But tired. Edward, could you help me?"

I was about to take her in my arms, when Rosalie already had her between hers. She growled at me again.

Don't even dare.

"Rose!" Esme told her in a scolding tone for what she had done.

"Bella looked for me to care of her. And that's what I'll do. Although someone doesn't like it."

"She is my wife, not yours. I am the one who has the obligation of taking care of her."

That's why you want to kill your own son.

"That has nothing to do with it."

"Of course not."

"Enough." Bella could barely said.

I wanted to take her from the arm, but Rosalie pushed me with an arm. I was about to rip it off, when I felt Emmett behind me, preventing me to do something.

Calm down, Edward.

"Get off me. Don't touch me."

I heard how Bella's breathing started to become faster and difficult. The sweat in her face was starting to fall down faster, her heart also accelerated.

"Could you stop?" She said with her voice breaking.

"Alright. Calm down Bella."

I released Rosalie and Emmett released me. Both of them started walking towards the house, I stayed stood in the same place while a saw everyone behind Rosalie and Bella. Carlisle had stayed at my side, waiting for me to speak with him about what I was going to tell him. The last thing I saw before they walked through the door was Bella's eyes on me, I smiled encouragingly.

When Bella had completely crossed the door and was out of my sight, I turned to see Carlisle, who was still waiting for me to tell him what I had to.

Son, what is it that has you worried?

"Apart from the obvious?"

You know what I mean, Edward.

"I know, and I'm sorry. It's just that the nauseas of Bella and being throwing out all of that, it's not that normal as Esme and everyone think."

"It's normal in the pregn..."

"No, Carlisle. Listen to me." I cut him off when I heard that he insisted that it was normal.

"Of course, son. I'm listening."

I'm sorry for interrupting you.

"Don't worry. What is happening is that Bella hadn't been able to eat anything since yesterday, before we... received you call."

"Which are her symptoms when she tries to eat?"

"It seemed that even the smell bothered her, Carlisle. Before we left the island, the cleaning woman took us something to eat and... with just smelling it, Bella started throwing up. Then, when we were on the boat, Bella tried to eat some cookies and it happened the same, even with the water. On the plane happened too."

"Are you sure?"

"Carlisle, on the plane Bella forced herself to try to eat because she was hungry, she had barely swallowed a bite when she was already stood going to the bathroom with her hand on her mouth. It got me worried."

I see now. We'll have to start with the tests immediately.

"Bella has to abort, there's no other option." I told him in a inflexible tone. It was me who wasn't going to change his mind. But I saw in his mind that he wasn't completely agreed with me.

Edward, son.

"What?"

"You have to consider what Bella wants. And it's to keep the baby."

"Baby? That thing can't be nothing more than a monster." My tone had raised in volume. To hear that they called that thing baby exasperated me.

Relax, Edward. We don't know that with certainty. Bella's her mother, and we're still humans, though we're from other specie now... you know what I mean.

"That doesn't matter."

Carlisle saw that it would be impossible to reason with me in that moment. He gave up with a sigh. I saw his point, but I couldn't accept it.

Then we heard the sound that makes the glass when it falls to the floor and breaks. Two sounds of liquids were falling to the floor. Bella was gasping. It hadn't been more than half a second when I was already walking in through the door to the house, Bella was sitting on the couch, Esme and Rosalie were helping her, she had just vomited. Her face didn't look very healthy. It was pale, there was no color in her cheeks. Her hands were holding her stomach.

"Bella, are you okay?"

She was just drinking a little water, Edward. I don't know what happened.

I do, I thought.

I was at her side in another half a second.

"Bella? Couldn't you drink water again?

Again?

Esme and Rosalie though at the same time, while they both were looking at me, her eyes questioning me.

Bella recovered a little, she raised her head and laid over the couch. Her eyes kept closed while she was trying to control her breathing.

"Bella?" I asked her again. It was still worrying me her state.

She opened her eyes and looked me. There was a little pain in them. Her hands were still over her stomach. I didn't want to think that it was what I was imagining. It was finally hurting her. I knew that would end up happening.

I raised my eyebrows, telling her to answer to my question.

"I'm fine. It's just that the water tastes off."

I didn't believe her words. Or was the water from all over the globe or was her body rejecting the liquid.

Carlisle intervened.

"Bella. Edward and I've been talking that you haven't been able to eat or drink anything. We have to start making some tests, see what's happening."

Bella's eyes got anxious immediately.

"To check if the baby is fine, right?"

"Yes, Carlisle. We had to make sure that there's nothing wrong with the baby."

Rosalie agreed. She was tremendously worried for that thing not for Bella.

"To check that both of you are fine, Bella."

Bella seemed relieved when she heard the words of Carlisle. While that thing was fine, she was happy. In that moment I couldn't help but wishing that the thing was fine, because Bella would feel better, I was sure of that.

The four of us came upstairs to Carlisle's office, that now seemed the room of a hospital. All the machines that he needed to take care of Bella, to make all the necessary tests to her, everything was there. It relieved me a little to know that there was everything necessary to take perfectly care of her. Rosalie had Bella from an arm while I was at her other side, Carlisle in the front, guiding us and preventing my sister and I to start arguing.

When we walked into the office Bella sat in a chair, nor Rosalie nor I left her side any moment.

Let's start then.

"Will you use needles, Carlisle?" Bella asked, her voice full of worry and her irrational fear at needles.

"Of everything you should be afraid of."

I told Bella, mi voice full of reproach. The needles were the less thing she should be afraid of. It weren't those things that were hurting her. Nor taking her to the death either.

Bella turned to see me, and understanding my words and my tone, she stuck out her tongue to me. I couldn't say anything else because Rosalie began speaking to her.

"Don't worry, Bella. Everything will be fine. It's necessary, to make sure the baby is okay."

That will encourage her to not refuse.

Rosalie was thinking, she was just thinking in things to encourage her, to give her courage to make things that Bella wouldn't had done for any reason.

"I know. Let's do it!" Bella said, trying to sound cheered.

"Alright, Bella. Please, laid on this stretcher. We'll make the ultrasound."

We'll see how grown is the ba... fetus.

Carlisle decided to change his words in the last second, knowing how much I hated that they called it baby.

I suddenly felt Bella's heartbeats racing. A smile was forming in her lips and her eyes were shining in such a beautiful way. I couldn't deny it. But when I remembered which was the reason for her excitement, my bad mood returned.

Rosalie helped her to get into the stretcher, while Carlisle prepared everything to make the ultrasound. I didn't know if to neared her side, or if to stay where I was standing. I wasn't interested in seeing to that monster. But Bella turned to see me, her eyes almost crying when she realized that I had no intention of seeing that thing. She raised her hand in my direction, asking me to join her.

Agh. Why doesn't she leave him in that corner? He'll just ruin the moment. She doesn't even love his own son.

The image ob Bella begging me to join her, that I were at her side in that moment, broke my heart, and without being conscious of my actions, I neared to her. Ignoring Rosalie. I smiled at Bella when I took her hand, Bella smiled back, her eyes full of joy. She had me where she wanted, and would never lose me, I would never be able to deny her something.

I never took my eyes off of Bella's face. The three of them had their eyes on the little screen where they would see for the first time to that monster.

I heard how Carlisle put over her stomach the necessary liquid.

Well, here we go.

Rosalie was about to explode of emotion. I felt how Bella squeezed my hand when she felt the cold liquid over her stomach. I waited for a moment, and didn't hear anything.

Nothing?

I heard the confusion of Rosalie and Carlisle. There was nothing?

"Carlisle, what's wrong?"

Bella asked my father. Her eyes were on her stomach. Her hand was still on mine. The tone in her voice was a mixture of confusion, and more than anything else, fear. When Carlisle didn't answer, he didn't have any idea of what could be happening, he was trying to thing which was the reason that they couldn't see nothing, Bella turned to see me, her eyes showed the same that her voice did, I felt how Bella tightened her grip on my hand, asking me to comfort her, that I told her something that calmed her anxiety. I didn't know what to say.

"Edward?"

I had taken off my eyes from her face, I didn't stand to see that fear in them, even when I knew that I had nothing to do with it to be there. I turned to see Carlisle, who was still trying to find an explanation.

Bella took her hands to her stomach again. I didn't know why, but Bella started shuddering slightly, her face was full of sweat and her heart started beating faster. Rosalie also felt the change, and started worrying, for that thing.

"Bella, I'm sure that there's nothing wrong. Calm down, it can be bad for the baby."

She just nodded with her head, in that moment nothing made her feel better. I didn't like to see her so anxious, and so worried. I leaned down to see her close to the eyes, when she felt me so close, Bella turned her eyes to my face, and a little smile seemed wanting to form in her lips. I put my hands on each side of her face, she was very hot, she was sick and getting worse everytime more.

"You're going to be fine, love. Everything's going to be fine."

It was everything that I told her, my words were enough for her to consider that I was talking as much about her as about that thing, but I was just talking about her health. Bella calmed down a bit, and her smile grew bigger.

In that moment we hear a bump, Carlisle and Rosalie turned to see me immediately, as if I was the one who had caused it.

"It wasn't me."

but I turned to see to the face of Bella, she had her lips pressed together as if holding back a scream of pain, that same pain that I was seeing in her eyes, her hands were over her stomach, but they weren't just resting over it, it was as if it hurt her. Then I understood.

"Bella? Did that thing hurt you?"

Her eyes rest in mine, and I saw another kind of pain in them.

"It's not a thing, it was a just a kick. Babies do it all the time."

Damn! That thing wasn't just a simple baby, it was a monster that wouldn't rest until see her dead.

"It's okay, Bella. You're right." Rosalie tried to calm her.

The rage was going to my head, I felt like I was going to explode. That situation was going to make me mad. Rosalie and Bella together in that madness were going to kill me. The complete selfishness of my sister was indescribable, but I wasn't capable of hating her, and Bella, I could never be angry at her, not knowing that everything that she did was because of my fault.

Carlisle saw the rage taking a hold of me, and intervened before something were to be said that I was going to regret.

"Bella, I need to check your stomach. Can I?"

He told her while starting to near his hands towards her stomach. He had a theory about the reason why we couldn't see that thing, I was almost agreed with him.

Bella turned to see me, scared. I just nodded with my head, and my sister spoke.

"It's okay. Carlisle won't do anything that hurt the baby, Bella."

Rosalie and Bella turned to see each other. Her eyes rest in my face for a second before turning to see Carlisle, she smiled slightly while nodding.

Carlisle put his cold hands over the stomach of Bella, and with the temperature so high that Bella had in the moment, I wasn't surprised that she shuddered. He made some small test over her stomach, trying to find why they couldn't see anything with the ultrasound.

Oh, I see now.

"What is it, Carlisle?" Rosalie and Bella asked at the same time.

"I think that I know why we couldn't see the... fetus."

"Why? What's wrong?" Bella asked worried.

"There's nothing wrong with the fetus. I think that the membrane is as hard as our skin, Bella. That's why we could see anything. I might try to get some amniotic fluid from it, that would give us a better idea of what it is, or how is it."

Of course not. Rosalie immediately thought.

"No, Carlisle. I wont allow that you try to get anything inside of Bella."

Bella turned to see Rosalie when she listened to her tone, she didn't believe that Carlisle were going to do something to the thing, I saw it in her eyes.

"Rosalie, I'm not going to hurt it."

"I don't care."

"Rose. I don't believe that Carlisle wants to hurt us."

"Of course not, Bella."

"No, Bella. Maybe not Carlisle, but Edward." Oh, I would do it gladly, but I would never allow myself to hurt even more Bella. I would never do anything against her will.

"Edward would never do anything against us, Rose."

Rosalie snorted. She didn't believe it.

"I wouldn't, Rosalie. Not while Bella isn't agreed."

Fine, but she is not. So keep your hands off of her.

I didn't say anything to her words. They kept arguing a few more minutes. Carlisle was trying to explain, more than anything to Rosalie, that it would be good to have a little of the amniotic fluid, he gave up after a moment, he himself said that he thought impossible being able to get a needle through the amniotic sac, he thought that the membrane was like our skin, too hard. So the discussion ended. Rosalie helped Bella to get down from the stretcher, while Carlisle began to accommodate the necessary thing to make other tests. He looked for some medicine to treat the pain that Bella still had because of the kick from that thing, and to get her temperature down.

When we came out of the office of Carlisle, Rosalie turned Bella in direction to the stairs, but Bella stopped and turned to see me.

"Edward, can't we go to you bedroom?"

"You mean our bedroom." Bella smiled at my correction.

No way.

"Bella, I'm not leaving you alone with Edward." Don't even thing about it, Edward.

"I'll be fine, you can hear us all the time. I just want to sleep, I'm tired."

"Are you sure?"

"That's enough, Rosalie. I can be all the time that I want with my wife, alone."

Fine. You win. But if I hear any weird sound. Watch your back, Edward. Watch your back.

"Yes, yes, right." I told her, without much patience. Rosalie release Bella's arms. I took her into my arms and smiled at her. "Shall we?"

"Sure."

We went upstairs at human pace to our room. I was careful on not moving her too strong, something that could cause that thing to move wrongly and hit her or hurt her.

For the first time, Bella kept her arms interwined on my neck, her head laid over my chest, it almost felt normal, it didn't seem to be anything our of normal. A small smile was drawn in her lips, her eyes we closed. The only thing that told that it was different, was the small bulge on her stomach, growing at an alarming speed. I kept controlled, I took my eyes off her stomach, and put them on her face, it looked so quiet, so peaceful. It was almost as if nothing around us disturbed her peace. It was a hopeful image.

When we walked through the door of our bedroom, I neared to the bed slowly and with much careful, much more than the normal, I placed her over the bed. It was still the same as how I had left it the day of our wedding.

Her eyelids opened to let me see inside of her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Her soul was still intact, I felt how in spite of everything, I could still see inside of them. In that moment there was a special happiness, something like I had never seen before, it was a glow like just the love a mother could feel, though I hated that thing inside of her, Bella was going to be a mom, and that could be seen in the glow in her eyes. For a short second, I felt how things might work, and then I remembered every bump that that thing had given to Bella, her face with her lips pressed together holding back a scream of pain, her face bathed in sweat, every effort she had done to eat and she ended up sicker than before came to my mind, and I was more sure than before, that this wouldn't end good.

Bela smiled when she saw me at her side when I was placing her over the bed, one of her hands raised towards my face, and she caressed sweetly my cheek. It then went to my neck, pulling my face towards hers, and I immediately knew that she wanted. And as I would never learn to refuse her, I let myself to be pulled by her weak hand. Her lips barely brushed mine, Bella turned her face to my cheek, and she gave me another sweet kiss, both of her hands interwined behind my neck, and her lips were again on my lips, it began like a soft kiss, but I heard how her heart were starting to beat faster, her breathing getting more difficult, thinking that she was getting sick I tried to pull away.

"No!" My Bella told me, while clinging from my neck to my face, pressing her lips harder, with more enthusiasm, I kissed her back in the same way, and I felt how one of her hands were sliding from my neck to my hair, where her fingers interwined between it. One of my hands were caressing her soft cheeks, and the other one was over her back, pulling her against my chest.

It felt so good having her so close to me, as if at being at my side, in my arms nothing could hurt her, but I knew that right now, that wasn't that way. That thought put a lump in my throat, and all my need, the urgency of having her lips against mines were gone, in a second my lips shaping themselves against her lips turned into hard rock, unresponsive. Bella felt the change, and she stopped, we pushed away our faces from each other at the same time. I could force my eyes to rest on her face, all the pain that I had felt since I knew what Bella had, the state in which my angel was, returned to fill my factions, every fiber of my being.

The eyes of Bella almost burned my face with her look, one of her hands went to my cheek, her caress was almost comfortant. She knew it and wouldn't change her mind. She would die for that thing.

"Edward." Bella said, her voice was barely more than a whisper, she knew I could hear her perfectly. My eyes never raised. "I know it's hard, and I know you're suffering because of me."

"No, it's not because of you. It's all my fault."

It would never be her fault. It was me who hadn't had the strength and the courage enough to live without her, I had to get her into this world of horror. She would never be the guilty for my own suffer, I myself had looked for it, and now it had found me.

"Yes, it is. Listen to me, you shouldn't be suffering because of my decision. And I am causing you an incalculable pain, I know. But I'm not going to give up our baby."

Her words would have been beautiful in other situation.

"That can't be a baby, it's a monster."

"Edward! Don't you say that again."

"It's the truth."

I knew what would be all of her answers.

"No, it's not." She sighed before speaking again. "I'm not aborting. I'm going to have this baby. I love him as I love you. I can't live without him, it's part of our lives already."

"Of course not. When it left you without life, you won't be able to say it was worth it."

"I don't care. He won't be lacking love. You'll take care of him and love him if I'm not here."

Was she serious? Me? If I had thought she had lost her mind, that confirmed it.

"I won't live another second when you hear stopped beating. Don't ask me that. Because it would be the first time in my life that I would be able to refuse your wishes."

I would make sure of that. I couldn't promise her that I would stay in this world when she wasn't anymore. Much less to take care of that monster.

I wouldn't.

Bella didn't say anything. I finally raised my eyes, and her eyes were wet, the tears about to break out and fall down her cheeks.

"Edward, it's our child. You must love him."

"Not when it's killing you."

"That's not true. We don't know how this pregnancy would be. Let's just wait and see how this advances."

I wasn't going to wait and see what it did to her.

"No,"

"Well, I'm not going to give up our baby. I won't."

"Why are you doing this Bella?"

I didn't understand why she did it. If she wanted to be a mother, why did she marry me, knowing, at that moment, that that wouldn't happen with me?

"Why are you doing this to me? You were the one who wanted me to be a mom, remember?"

"What?"

"Remember the night before our wedding? What was it that you told me?"

She couldn't be talking seriously. Of course I remembered exactly every one of my words, every one of my thoughts, everything that had happened. But Bella couldn't hold me in favor to what she was doing with those words.

"I didn't mean this."

"What did you mean then?"

"Is it that you don't see it? I can't give you what you want without hurting you. Nothing." My hands went to my hair, I felt like in any moment my hair would come into my fists.

Bella took my hands between hers, softening the force that I was exerting over my hair.

"That's not true."

"Bella, if I were human, we wouldn't be in this situation. Both of us would be happy to know that you're going to be mom, that you're going to give me a child. But it's not like that. I'm not human, I'm a monster, and that thing can't be nothing else than the same."

She stayed quiet for a moment. Thinking in what to say, editing her thoughts, her feelings.

"Never, listen to me. I had never believed that you're the monster that you think you are, and I'm not going to start believing it now. So don't try to convince me of that lie."

Lie? We were part of the horror stories, not of the fairy tales. Her terrible logic was the wrong way around, that's why she had never been afraid of me. But there wasn't another truth.

Bella stayed quiet again for a moment. It seemed to me like an eternity. I was dying to know what she was thinking. But I didn't dare to put voice into my words. There were moments in which I didn't want to know what was going through her mind, I preferred the mental silence of her thoughts. But it made me insane being in the darkness, that it was Bella the only person which I couldn't accede to her thoughts. It was the only thing I didn't have from her. And I didn't want to lose it more than I already didn't have.

My angel couldn't abandon me.

I had to find a way to convince her. To make her understand that this wouldn't take us to any pretty ending, much less to a happy ending.

I didn't know what to say of her words. It had always been that Bella didn't see me as a monster, but that was what I was. How to make her see? There had to be a solution that was escaping me, some solution for the hell where we were falling in. But I simply couldn't find it.

"Sleep, love. You're tired." I told her while she cuddled up between my arms. "We can discuss your words later." I was telling her, but I knew that she was already asleep. "We'll get that thing out of you. We'll get it out before it can hurt you."

I knew that Bella had fallen asleep completely in less than what lasted one of her heartbeats, and if she slept again as she had slept recently, I had to take advantage of these hours to convince my family that the best would be to get that thing out of Bella, I had to convince them. Rosalie would be a pain, she wouldn't give up, I knew her, she was more stubborn than Bella and I together. Than all the world together. Alice and Jasper wouldn't oppose, but the other ones. Well, I would find it out.

The most carefully that I could, I freed from the grasp of Bella's arms that had me surrounded. I settle Bella in the bed, and covered her with the comforter. She seemed and angel laid over golden clouds. It was an image that left breathless. I almost returned to her side and stayed there forever, I would never want to be separated from her side. But I had to go.

I opened the door without making the lowest sound that could disrupt her dream. Bella didn't even moved. Her breathing and her heartbeats kept even.

I got out of the room, and as if myself were human, as if all this tiredness, all this pain, and the anxiety that were filling me didn't let walk rapidly. I heard what everyone downstairs were thinking, where everyone was gathered while a got to them. They had heard my steps since I had opened the door. Everyone except Rosalie were worried about Bella's health.

When I got to the room, Carlisle was the first one to speak.

"I think we should go to the dining room and speak quietly about this." He emphasized the word quietly. He knew very well how our different temperaments raised when we were dealing with such a tense topic like this.

Alice was at my side in a blink. She wound her small arms around me.

I'm sorry, Edward. If I would've known I would've told you.

"I know, Alice. It's okay." Her face was discontorted with the sorrow she was feeling. Alice loved Bella, she was like her sister. It hurt her that she was into this situation.

Rosalie and Emmett behind her, were the first one walking into the room. Then Carlisle and Esme, followed by Alice, Jasper and me.

My least favorite sister was already screaming at me in her mind that my words wouldn't work at all, that she, at least, wouldn't change her mind.

Everything will be unnecessary, Edward. I won't change my mind. You know it well.

Yes, I knew it. But maybe if I succeeded in convincing everyone else, they would help me to stop Rosalie while we got that thing out of Bella. I just needed that, that everyone else helped me. To make them see the danger in which my angel was.

Carlisle started speaking.

"Edward, we all know that what worried you the most, son, is Bella. But everything seemed to be going well until now. May we can wait and see how advances her pregnancy. We could then see if is necessary to make her an abort."

Consider it, son. It's the same that Bella asks you.

They were almost the same words that Bella had used. But I knew her better than all of them, I knew that Bella just told that to convince me to not make something against that monster, but if the pregnancy got worse, she wouldn't accept the abort. She wouldn't care dying for that thing.

"Alice can't see how this will result, Carlisle. I'm not taking that risk."

You're not taking that risk. Rosalie told me.

"Of course not, Rosalie. For that reason I can't allow that something might happen to Bella. Please, understand."

"Edward, it's what Bella wants. You have to consider it."

Emmett said, but he was thinking more in that it was what Rosalie wanted. Jasper also agreed with the words of Emmett. At the same time was trying to keep out that situation, he didn't want to be involved into that discussion. He would support what was the best. In those moments, it was Bella's madness.

"Not everything that someone wants is the best. This is not the best, definitely."

"Son, you don't know what is to love a child. I understand that Bella doesn't want to give up her baby. She would never forgive you if you force her to abort your child. Because is yours, too."

"Maybe. But at least Bella would be alive and healthy."

We don't know if Bella will suffer or if it will be a normal pregnancy. The baby is half human. May it surprises us. We have to wait a little longer.

"You don't understand, do you? En Brazil we met a woman that had heard about this, of a human woman pregnant with a vampire..."

What?

I heard the echo of the six voices of my family. They didn't expect what I said.

"Are you sure?" Alice and Carlisle asked.

"You're making that up!" Rosalie insisted in what the only thing that I wanted was to kill the "baby".

"I'm not. They think it's a monster called Libishomen, it's a monster that preys exclusively on beautiful woman, Kaure, the woman who I'm talking about, is part from an Indian tribe, Ticuna, they have their own myths and legends, and since she saw she believed that I was that monster. The day we came back, Kaure was in the house, and she realized what was happening, that Bella was pregnant. We were talking, I was trying to find something that gave me hope, some solution, and unfortunately, Kaure said that the only option is death. If not that monster's going to kill Bella." I turned to see every one of the faces from my family, begging for understanding. "The legends say that none of those women survived to the birth." My voice broke at the end.

The silence reigned the room for a long moment.

Their thoughts were full of confusion, horror and fear, now more than ever for Bella. It was my opportunity to try and convinced them to help me.

"Carlisle." Everyone heard the new glimmer of hope saturating my voice. "We can sedate Bella and get that thing out of her. She doesn't have to feel anything."

"Of course not, Edward. I already told you that no one's getting to her."

You're not going to convince, understand. You're not. The baby will be born.

"Son, it wouldn't be right to choose for Bella."

"It wouldn't let her die either. If she dies, I won't be here to cry over her death."

Son, no. Don't say that. This has to work out, we have to wait a little longer. Don't give up.

Esme understood what I meant immediately. I knew that if she were able to cry, tears would be falling down her cheeks.

"Are you sure there's no other option, Edward?"

Alice asked me, her voice was so small, full of pain and hopelessness.

"I am, Alice. That woman told me that the only solution was to kill that thing before it killed Bella."

The silence reigned the room again. And then I saw that my words hadn't had the effect that I wanted. Carlisle and Esme insisted that it was Bella's choice, and that she had already done it.

"Well, I thing that everyone knows how is the situation. Still, Edward..." His eyes rest in my face. "I think that we should wait and see how her pregnancy advances, Emmett and Jasper can make some research to know more about her state, maybe they found something that could help us. While we monitored her state, we'll see how this advances and we'll decide according to her state."

"No, we can't wait."

"Enough, Edward. I agree with Carlisle, though there's nothing to decide later."

There's not. That baby will be born, and it'll have the love that his father refuses to given him. Not that I care about.

It was the last thing I heard, I came out of the room at full speed, frustrated by the result that I had gotten. I couldn't believe it.

I stood outside of the bedroom, and heard at the slight sound that made Alice's footsteps.

I'm sorry, Edward. I know this wasn't what you wanted.

In that moment she got to my side. She put one of her small hands over my shoulder. I listened her sighing, there was a deep feeling of pain, I understood her perfectly, as she understood me. She maybe was the only member of my family that was at my side. Even when she wouldn't try anything that Bella reproached, like forcing her to abort that monster. I couldn't get angry for her decision, after all I also understood that she felt that.

"Edward... we all know that Bella won't accept your idea even if she was at the verge of dying."

"Don't continue, Alice. Please."

Sorry.

"Just leave me, I'll be with Bella, okay?"

Okay. We all will be downstairs, anything you need, just call me.

I nodded with the head, I heard her footsteps and thoughts moving away. I opened the door, I just peeped in to see Bella in the same place where I had left her.

It hadn't been more than six hours after I'd come back at her side when it finished that disastrous meeting with my family, everything had resulted worse than what I'd expected. Everyone wanted to wait and see how this pregnancy advanced and so they made a decision. I knew that all of this wait would be in vain, Bella wouldn't change her mind and while she didn't no one from my family were going to support to get that thing out of Bella. I was completely alone.

Alone with and angel between my arms, that should had been enough to me and it would had been weeks ago, but I was now faced to the terrifying possibility to losing her, I couldn't think that I was not alone, that I had her with me forever. Not when every minute that passed, that thing in her inside were ending with her life. Every second that passed, I saw how her skin was losing its glow, it wasn't a perceptible change for Bella, but I could see it. Bella would see herself in front of a mirror one day and would be surprised because of the change, but I was seeing it happening every minute that the clock ticked.

Her cheeks were losing weight, while her stomach was gaining more. The thing was growing, faster than normal. I hadn't had the chance to talk about that with Carlisle.

I was about to get up and leave Bella sleeping quietly, and go talk with Carlisle about the accelerated growth that showed that thing, when I heard a bump, louder than the ones that I'd heard up to that moment. Bella twisted from the pain, her hands flew towards her stomach and her eyes opened immediately. I saw how they got out of their sockets while her mouth were opening to let out a scream of pain, in that moment she couldn't contain it as she had when we got home. My arms returned immediately around her, holding her, she had sat with the bump, the pain was obvious in her eyes, on each of of the lines of her face. I took one of my hands to her face, I caressed her cheek, while I was asking her.

"Bella? Another kick?"

She could answer me, she was still gasping, she was trying to breath and recover her control. Her hands were still over her stomach, one of them seemed to be caressing her stomach, but what she was doing was massaging the spot where that think had kicked her.

My family had come into the bedroom when they heard the agonizing scream of Bella, they had gotten worried, now they were worried.

What's wrong? What did you do to her? Rosalie was screaming at me when she saw Bella's hands over her stomach. She took a few steps forward and almost were over us.

"Rose, it wasn't Edward. It was the... fetus." Alice tried to calm Rosalie down.

"It better be that way. I'm not allowing you to hurt the baby."

Then Bella put her eyes in my face, they were wet because of the tears that hadn't made their way out, Bella blinked and a few tears fell down her cheeks. Her breathing got controlled, and I heard how she took a big gush of air. One of her hands went to her face and she wiped away the rest of the wetness that the tears had left. Without saying anything, she cuddled up in my arms and surrounded her.

"It was just a kick. Nothing to worry about, really."

Oh, good, Edward. There are no overreactions in this situation, whatever you do, I'm blaming you until not knowing that you're not guilty.

The words from both of them annoyed me a little. Bella always did the same thing, trying to lie when she knew that if she told me the truth I would overreact in a way that she didn't want to.

"Bella, it wasn't just a kick. Tears came out from your eyes. You screamed from the pain. I saw it in your eyes, so don't try to fool me."

Carlisle walked closer, he wanted to make sure that Bella was fine, that like she said it had been just a kick what had caused her pain. Emmett and Jasper left the room when they saw how the situation didn't need of them. Esme doubted between staying or giving space to care for Bella. She decided to leave.

"Alice? Come with me, we had to let Carlisle check Bella." I saw Alice making a face to what Esme told her, she was worried about Bella, but decided to do as Esme asked her. Bella also did a face, thinking about what would be needed to check on her. While needles weren't involved, she wouldn't refused to anything.

Esme and Alice came out of the room without making any noise, Bella didn't even realize the moment when they left. Her eyes were still on Carlisle, wondering about what was what he would do.

"Bella, are you sure that it was just a kick?" Carlisle asked her.

"That's how I felt." Bella nodded.

Well, it seems that the fetus's growing rapidly. It seems to have more than twenty centimeters...

"Carlisle."

His head turned in my direction, I saw in his eyes all the the fright and confusion that I felt reigning in my inside, Bella and Rosalie weren't aware of what Carlisle was thinking, so they didn't show any sign of distress.

I know, Edward. But I don't know what kind of tests we can do to Bella. The ultrasound was the best we had to see what we're dealing with, but I doesn't work with the membrane surrounding it.

"What we'll do?" My voice was saturated with worry. Hearing my tone, Bella turned to see me.

"What is it? Carlisle?"

"Nothing, nothing, Bella."

"What do you mean nothing? Why did Edward ask you what will you do?"

Of course Bella would miss that.

"The growth of the fetus is very accelerated, we actually don't know what caused it, we don't have a way to know more about it, the ultrasound doesn't work, so..."

The four of us, Rosalie and Carlisle, Bella and I stayed quiet for a moment, trying to process what my father had just said. Rosalie and Bella were the one showing more signs of worry.

Then we heard the stomach of Bella growling, she was hungry, it had been more than forty-eight hours since the last time that Bella had eaten something, or rather, since she had been able to eat something. I was about to ask Bella the same thing that formed in Rosalie's mind.

"Are you hungry, Bella?"

Bella blushed a little, knowing that everyone had heard her stomach. She nodded with her head while she turned to see me.

"Do you think I can eat something now?"

I think this is the perfect moment to prove your doubts, Edward.

"Why don't you cook something for Bella, son?"

I turned to see him and nodded.

"Sure." My eyes returned to Bella. "What would you want?"

Bella stared at my eyes for a few seconds, pensive. Her answer didn't surprise me as much as it would had if it wasn't because of the fact that it had been her favorite food for the last two weeks.

"Omelet." She bit her lips, her eyes moved away from my mine while the red in her cheeks intensified.

"Right away." I told her, I took one hand to her cheek, caressing it. "Let's go downstairs." I was going to surround her with my arm around her waist, but Rosalie already had her arms behind her pulling her to her side. Protecting her.

Don't even think about it. Bella's coming with me.

I suppressed the desire that I was feeling to growl from rage, the rage that I was feeling everytime that Rosalie got in my way, that she separated me from Bella's side, I was on my way to hating my least favorite sister, something I never thought would be possible, it didn't matter how shallow her thoughts were, how little she cared about my happiness, with how much selfishness she saw Bella, everything. I would end up hating her more if because of her fault, because of her selfishness, my Bella ended up death.

I dissipated those thoughts in my mind, Bella's death. We got out from Carlisle's office, except but himself.

I'll be there in a moment, Edward. Go ahead.

He told me while I got out from his office. He wanted to start researching a little more about Bella's pregnancy while we prepared to try and give something to eat to Bella.

Rosalie and Bella were going downstairs, I watched then how they took every step with extremely care, my sister had an arm around Bella's waist, their hands interwined, the hand that Bella had free was over her stomach. She looked more tired, I thought it was because she hadn't eaten anything in so many hours, she hadn't even drunk a single sip of water. Of course she was losing energy rapidly.

Both of them started walking towards the living room, where Esme and Alice were, I walked towards the kitchen, I saw from the eyes of my sisters and mom how Bella turned to see behind her, looking for me.

"Edward?" I heard her asking for me.

I turned quickly back to see her and to assure her that I was just going to the kitchen to prepare her something to eat.

"Don't worry, love. I'm just going to the kitchen, and I'll be back."

Her face relaxed lightly. She nodded and turned her face to the front. They kept walking, and I saw how Alice and Esme gave some space to Bella so she could sit in the couch. I walked to the kitchen and heard how my favorite sister raised and came after me.

Can I help you, if you want?

I had never felt so much uncertainty from Alice. She had asked me instead of just saying me that she had seen she would help me.

"Why do you have to ask?"

It seems as if now we all were like those dogs from La Push.

There was a tiny tone of contempt in her words, but it was stronger the bother that it caused her.

"What do you mean?"

"Since Bella decided to keep the... fetus, I can't see anything, and since all of us are involved with her decision, everything disappeared. And I don't know why!"

I stayed quiet for a moment, I had noticed that Alice hadn't seen anything about Bella's pregnancy and that she didn't know how it would end, but that she couldn't see anything about this, surprised me.

Alice was so annoyed by her lack of vision, that I saw how she was changing the subject.

"What are we cooking for Bella?"

"As if you hadn't heard."

Her laugh sounded like bells. A little deafening for my ears and my family's, but Bella didn't even know what was happening in the kitchen.

"Right. Omelet. Let's do it!" Her face fell a little, remembering that she didn't have any idea of how to cook anything. "You know hot to cook it, don't you? Because I don't."

Now it was my laugh which was heard for half a second before remembering what we were going to cook for. That thing had prevented Bella from being able to eat as she should, or that was how I thought it was. We'll find out.

I told Alice the list of ingredients that we needed, she immediately went to retrieve them while I was getting the frying pan and everything we needed to cook.

Alice was at my side in less than two seconds. She stood at my side with the ingredients and a big smile on her face.

Is this everything that we need?

"Yes, Alice. This' everything. Shall we?"

Yep. She told me while giving little jumps of emotion. It was the first time that Alice would try to cook.

I told her again rapidly the recipe to cook the omelet. Alice listened with faked attention, even if she would have been jumping and running around the entire kitchen, she would have listened perfectly my words. She insisted me in letting her cook to her, I gave up, and got to prepare a juice.

Alice started to prepare the ingredients, while I kept at her side, watching and making sure that she was doing it correctly. Of course it was unnecessary my presence, her memory didn't fail and she made everything that I'd told her at the perfection. All the time was a line formed in her forehead, sign that she was completely focus in getting right the food. She couldn't see if Bella would like it or if she would burn something, though I wasn't possible, I had told her how many time it had to be in the fire. There was no margin of error.

After a few minutes, she turned to see and there was doubt in her eyes.

Did I do it good?

"I think you did, Alice. You made everything as I did it, and Bella liked it."

She smiled before answering me. "Great."

She put the omelet over a plate that I had set at her side, she then put it over a tray where was the orange juice I had made, and other one with water.

"Do you thing she wants milk, too?"

Rosalie heard me and immediately asked Bella who answered that she did, whatever it was, she didn't care, she was starving.

You heard, Edward.

"I think she just answered us." She told me with another smile, but it was more comprehensible, a little of frustration by Rosalie's attitude.

Carlisle had been listening to everything, he came out of his office at the same time that Alice and I came out from the kitchen. We encountered when he was downstairs. Alice who was holding the tray in her hands, went ahead.

"Are you ready for the test, Edward? Let's hope it'd been just nauseas from the pregnancy."

"Something says me they weren't, Carlisle." I sighed, and shook my head. "Let's go."

When Bella was at my sight, Alice had already gotten to her side, she had set the tray with the food on the table that was in front of the couch. Bella had her nose wrinkled, and a hand over her mouth, but it didn't seem that was going to throw up. Not yet.

It seems that it smells badly.

Were thinking everyone.

We got to her side, and stood in front of the table. Bella was looking at the food with hunger, but at the same time there was some of reluctance between trying it or not.

"Bella, could you try and taste the food?"

She turned to see Carlisle with her eyes full of incredulity, as if she didn't believe what my father had just asked her.

Her eyes went back to the tray with the food, she sighed a big gush of air, as if getting ready to try something disgusting. It reminded me the face we made when we were forced to try human food, practicing in case we had to do it in front of humans.

Bella closed her eyes for a few seconds. A doubt crossed my mind while Bella decided to try the food, Rosalie hadn't bothered me with her stupid doubts and questions about what I did, I then remembered that Alice had cooked the food and that Rosalie had listened to everything. It surprised me that she hadn't objected and demanded in being present while we were cooking for Bella.

"What is it, Bella?"

I asked her when her eyes didn't open, her hands were over her stomach. Slowly they were opening, and there was torture in them. She didn't want to do it.

"It smells wrong."

Alice's face fell, thinking that maybe there was something bad or she had done something bad.

Esme intervened.

"But the food is just bought. When we knew you were coming we went shopping, Bella."

Then I did something bad, Edward.

"Try it, Bella. We had to know if it just smells bad or if it tastes bad."

Bella nodded, not very convinced. But she knew she had to do it.

She took a fork, her hand stayed over her stomach. She cut a bite, and took it to her mouth, all the time, her nose kept wrinkled, and with every inch that she took it closer to her mouth, it got more pronounced. She swallowed loudly before getting that bite into her mouth. It was torture to see her suffering that way. She shewed it slowly, and swallowed forcefully.

It seems to be okay.

"How did it taste to you, Bella?" Carlisle asked her.

Bella's eyes almost got out of their sockets, she started to breath faster, with difficulty. I recognized her expression. Her hand went to her mouth, and I hadn't realized that someone had brought a bowl in case Bella needed it.

"Rose!" My sister, knowing what Bella meant, got down to take the bowl quickly. She put under Bella's face. And what I feared happened. Everything she had swallowed she threw it up. Her face was wet with sweat, in spite of the fact that the weather wasn't hot. She took the glass with water that it was on the tray, she took a sip to wash her mouth, and threw the liquid into the same bowl. She put back on th tray the glass and turned to see us.

"I'm sorry."

"How did it taste, Bella?" Carlisle asked.

She wiped her hand over her mouth, despite there was nothing to wipe.

"Very off. Like it was rotten."

It's not possible, Edward. Everything in the kitchen has just been bought two days ago.

"Bella, try and drink some of these liquids."

She sighed again, as if she was forced to go through the same again. Bella had even rejected the water the last day. I didn't know if it was going to happen again, though I was afraid it was, seeing what had happened with the food.

She stretched her hand to take of the glasses that were on the tray. She took the one with milk.

If this doesn't work, we'll have to feed her intravenously.

Bella hated needles, but if it wasn't other way...

She took the glass to her mouth, the same expression she had had before, her nose wrinkled because of the smell coming out from the glass. A sip from the white liquid fell into her mouth, and swallowed it. It didn't pass so long as with the food, the liquid came back immediately. Rosalie already had the bowl in front of Bella. Everything fell into it again. This didn't seem very good.

"Same?" Carlisle asked again. His face was showing some signs of anxiety. His thoughts were worried by what was happening.

Bella took a gush of air, and wiped her hand over her forehead, the drops of sweat were falling without stopping.

"Same, everything smells the same. As if it was rotten." Her eyes returned to my face. They were tired, she hadn't been able to sleep enough time.

"I think you need to sleep, Bella." I told her, and turned to see Carlisle. "We can try it again tomorrow?"

Bella sighed when she heard my words.

I don't see that's necessary, but we can if you feel better.

"It's not necessary for you to taste the food, Bella. If it has the same smell again, it means that your body is rejecting it."

It was obvious the change on her factions. The words of Carlisle relaxed her and calmed her anxiety. It seemed that it made her more ill.

I walked around the table to help her getting up and took her to the bedroom. Rosalie immediately growled at me when she was that I was trying to do. She raised and closed my way.

"Get out of the way, before I..."

"Before what?"

Don't you dare touching me, Edward.

"Rose, Edward, please. Don't fight." Her breathing had gotten faster as her heartbeats. Carlisle walked closer from the other side, and in that moment as much Rosalie and I put our eyes on him.

Carlisle put a hand over Bella's forehead.

She's boiling.

"Bella, are you feeling sick?"

"Just tired, and truthfully, I'm very cold. Why?"

"Cold, love? If you're boiling in fever."

"I am?"

"Let's go, I'll take you to our bedroom to rest."

No, you won't.

Rosalie, again.

"Enough, Rosalie. Bella was already with me in the bedroom and happened nothing. I won't do anything against her while she refused, I'm not going to force her."

With those words it seemed to be enough for Rosalie who got out of the way and let pass. Bella stretched her arms towards myself quickly with a little smile on her lips. Her arms interwined behind my neck when I had her between mine.

We went upstairs to our bedroom at a human pace again, Bella had requested it. She wanted me to take care, with the fetus.

As soon as she was on the bed, Bella had closed her eyes, and fallen asleep. The same as the last time, she awoke again because of the thing, another bump had made her feel the same or almost the same pain she had felt a few hours ago. Everytime that it happened the same, I felt how my heart was being tearing apart, seeing her suffering, and hearing how a gasp was coming out of her lips.

Days passed and everything was still getting worse, we had more than a week back in Forks, Bella hadn't been able to try a bite since more than ten days ago. Her face had lost almost all of its weight, her skin seemed to be glued to her bones, the glow in her hair and her skin had disappeared, it was as if everything that was alive in her body it had been absorbed by that thing that was still growing without stopping. Of course it was that, like that woman had said, that thing would end up killing her, it was taking away every sign of life that was in her body.

Every passing day hadn't passed without receiving kicks or whatever it was that did that monster inside of her, Bella's stomach had grown almost twice its size, she had almost thirty centimeters, and I didn't want to imagine the size of that thing. All her stomach was covered with black spots, bruises, worse than the ones I had caused her. Just as its father, I thought. I couldn't help it. Everytime that thing caused a scream of pain to come out of Bella, or a moan, that was what she had been doing Bella during the last days, just moaning, or complaining slightly, trying to pass it off as something light, something that it shouldn't be take seriously. But I saw it in her eyes, it as deeper that what she let see, she always insisted that it wasn't the baby's fault, that it was her who was the weak one, that the fetus needed more space, she always had a stupid excuse. I knew it wasn't like that.

After a few day, Carlisle had been forced to get needles into Bella, he had brought all the necessary equipment to attend Bella, it was on the living room, all the furniture had been got out from there, to give some space for the equipment that Bella needed, we had tried to feed her intravenously, but all the got into her system was simply rejected. Bella was dying, painfully. I was dying at her side. Since the moment in which her body had started losing weight, when it wasn't possible for her anymore to move without Rosalie's help, who didn't let anyone to come close to help her, not even me, my happiness or hope, had disappeared completely, there was no life inside of me, I didn't have reasons to smile anymore, not even when Bella tried to cheer me up, I couldn't force my lips to twist an inch.

Since it had been necessary to get those needles into Bella, Rosalie and I had stopped arguing, it was useless, and the stress that caused her when she saw us fighting made her more ill. Bella had refused completely to get that thing out of her her, as much as I had asked her, begged her to do what Carlisle asked her, Bella refused and insisted that she was strong enough to resist the time missing, and Rosalie was always there at her side, feeding her insanity, convincing her that everything would end up fine, that she would make sure that everything went well in the birth, but never, not even once, in her mind crossed the image of Bella with that in her arms, it was who had it. It was everything she care about, to that thing to be born.

Every second that passed, my mind was full of ideas, searching for more ideas to save her, none of them seemed very promising. I had even tried to give her the divorce and that she remade her life with someone else, she would be mom someday and wouldn't die trying.

"Bella, I would give you the divorce, you could start again, having children without being dying."

Her eyes had widened with the surprise, it was a barely perceptible change, her state had been going worse so much. Her breathing had gone faster.

"What? What are you talking about? I don't want another child, I want our child. So don't say that ever again! I don't want anyone else but you."

Her words wouldn't make me happy, they didn't cause me a smile as it would have been in other situation. Bella was dying before my eyes and I couldn't do anything. That thing wasn't happy without hitting her, it had even broken one of her ribs now, causing her to struggle to be able to breath, her heart had weakened so much that I barely recognized her heartbeats, they weren't the vital and full of life beats that I had loved so much once to hear. I was almost afraid now, I felt as if at any moment her heart would stop beating, that it would be too much for it. Still Bella didn't want to give up, she wouldn't give up to that monster.

If sometime I had thought that before I met Bella, my existence had been full of emptiness, that I hadn't felt with her, now it was worse. To presence how everyday that thing hurt her, took away her life, it was leaving her empty, at some point it would be too much and Bella wouldn't bear it.

She had wanted to convince us that everything would work out well, that we would inject the necessary venom in her body when the time came, that if Esme had made, she would too. That she was strong enough to hold on. I knew she was wrong, I had read in Carlisle's mind how much it worried him that her plan wouldn't work, even though he had seen how the venom made miracles, with Esme and Emmett principally, Rosalie and I weren't in such a bad state when he decided to change us, he was thinking that maybe Bella's heart was too weak, that it wouldn't bear the change.

That frightened me tremendously.

I had to do something, someone had to know some way to save her, to make her change her mind. I had to think well, I knew there was some solution that was escaping me. Someone that could give Bella what she wanted without killing her.

If he couldn't, I was lost.

The last thing that I felt was like the darkness was taking me into that hole of suffering in which I had felt falling since everything started.

I was dying at her side. Always at her side.


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