Okay, so i've been working on my novel non-stop. Finally reaching page 190, wow. Any who so i thought i would get a new chapter done.

This one is weird. Man, all my chapters are becoming weird.

Well, this one is pretty long, i'm happy about that.

So i hope you enjoy it!

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-taylorcullenforever

I was still sitting on the sofa but I could notice the hallucination slithering towards me, taking over my eyesight. My hands seized my knees and I prepared myself for the excursion into a different world. I realized I would see things I didn't want to distinguish but I was going to have to face things. Sooner or later.

See Bella, its not so bad. You'll change how you feel, sweetheart. Don't be so afraid.

Her voice sounded just like mine this time and that actuality sent a quake up my vertebrae. Nobody was calling my name just yet but as the revelation filled up my entire eyesight, I took a breath and dove in.

There I stood. In the living room next to the glass wall. Rosalie was positioned in front of me, still thinking about her and Emmett's exciting sex they had had only moments before. Rosalie was wearing nothing but a black, lacey, silk robe that swathed all over her curvature succulently. The robe clung slackly around her, her cleavage resting in the arc of the profound V. I turned around, my hands out in front of me—searching for something—and I looked around. I was hyperaware of my amplified audible range and I could heed Emmett lounging on a bed, watching TV. Edward was upstairs singing softly to Elizabeth and Alex, their coos filling my head. Everyone else was gone.

I started for the stairway but something brought me back over to Rosalie. Her face was poignant and it looked like she yearned for a good cry. Step after step I glide over to her side, placing an ashen hand on her icy shoulder. She turned toward me, forlorn written all over her forehead.

A wicked smile appeared onto my ample lips, and Rosalie sensed the danger. She pulled away from me, stumbling backward against the wall. I cracked my knuckles and I could see the skin where my hand had been start decaying. I could see a deep amethyst and emerald trickling beneath her skin, like veins and I watch them slink farther into her skin. Rosalie gasps and sneers as she clawed at the putrefying skin. The colors grew vibrant and she thrashed about, trying to tear all the way through the skin. Trying to let the venom seep from her corpse.

My hands were glowing, the color a bottomless scarlet, and I held them up before me. Twisting them back and forth, the exhilarating color putting me in a trance.

Rosalie crumbled to the floor; her whole left arm embedded with millions of streaks the colors of the amethyst and emerald. Her limb was a malicious olive and it looked like it was about to disassemble.

"Bella!" She screeched, her voice pleading. She started choking, her arm forgotten and her hands wrapping around her strained neck. The veins were protruding through the skin and I could sense her esophagus tightening up, so tight to the point of closing off completely.

Although she didn't need air to breath, the sensation of no longer being able to breath petrified her to no end.

"Why are you doing this? I love you, Bella. Why are you doing this?" The worlds came out disgruntled and contorted, but her lips traced the outline of each word clearly. I smirk, leaning toward her. My eyes level with her. The gold color was gone and the replacing black seemed like it was going to rupture.

I giggle, my hair falling onto my shoulders. I shake my head and lift her face up to meet mine with my index finger.

"Silly Rosalie. I'm not trying to hurt you, honey. I'm giving you what you want. I'm giving you the gift of life. A baby. That's what you want right?" Her eyes widen and roll back into her hair. She convulses and her eyes return, fixing themselves on me. "I love you, Rosalie. You believe me don't you?" Her arm reaches for me and I slap it away. Taking a few steps back.

"Bella," She whispers, thrashing some more. I walk to her side and pick her up, placing her heavy body into my arms. Her body goes limp and she swallows thickly, audibly.

I place her body in the middle of the room, between the couches. The carpet cushions her limbs and her head rolls to the side.

I straddle her, trying to control her. She lashes out at me again and I grip her down. She whimpers and her eyes swiftly move over everything, trying to understand what was happening. By now, the poison had gone from her left arm all the way through her chest and onto her other arm. The twining colors of the purple and green is revolting and I try not to think about it so much as I stare down at her.

"A baby, Rosalie. I'm giving you a baby. Your own little bundle of joy." I lean down and layer in her in my words. I kiss her trembling lips and sit back up.

I scotch her shirt all the way up, showing her slender abdomen. I run my finger along her velvety and frosty skin. She bucks under me and I laugh, my butt collapsing down on her. Her back arches and I try to get her to stay still.

"Stay still, Rose. Or I won't be able to do it." She groans in defeat.

My hands are no longer glowing but I place them over her stomach and try to divert all my energy into her. My hands becoming the same shade of red and soon enough I can see through her skin.

I see her unfertilized egg lying in her fallopian tube. But not only do I see that, I see the sperm Emmett had left inside her. Smiling, I look up at Rosalie and beam with delight.

"My God, Rosalie. This is really going to happen. You're going to finally get what you've always desired." She whimpers again and bucks and I slap at her arm. Willing her to stop it already.

With my undeniable power, I steer Emmett's sperm through her cervix. It's almost too easy but as I get to the uterus, it becomes more difficult. I force the energy into her body, so forcefully that a bead of sweat layers my wrinkled forehead and my neck. I finally get the sperm into her fallopian tube, where it meets the egg.

I watch as the sperm battles with all the others, trying to get into her egg. Rosalie cries out and tries to buck, but finds she doesn't have the energy.

(A/N; okay, people. We all know that vampires don't realty have sperm *giggles* but since Stephenie Meyer explained to us that vampires has similar liquids—that are like sperm—I am just going to make it so that vampires in my story have sperm. Okay? So don't bash me for making vampires have sperm when they don't really. Thanks.)

A sperm finally makes its way into the egg and I know I've done it.

In the next week or so the blastocyst—that's what it's called when the egg and sperm connect—will travel along the fallopian tube, dividing and changing as it goes, until it falls into the uterus.

I sigh and pull back my hands. They feel like lead and as I get off Rosalie she screams out in pain. Her hands covering the skin over her stomach.

My job was done.

A few minutes later Rosalie's screaming stopped and it was like she passed out. But her eyes opened and she looked around—confused.

"What happened? How did I get here?" I smile and shrug. She doesn't remember a thing.

The vision was disappearing but everything was dark due to fact my eyes were closed. I was shaking—that I was certain of—and I wonder if Edward was freaking out. Along with everyone else.

When I felt myself in full control, I opened my eyes and found everyone waiting for me. Carlisle and Esme looked so relieved when I made eye contact with them. Esme placed a hand over her heart, shaking her head.

Edward was beside me looking so freaked out and heartbroken that I reached up to touch his face. Once our skin made contact he started crying instantly the pool of tears streaming down his face. Years of tears finally spilt. I wasn't sure how he was crying but he was and I pulled him into my arms. His ears falling against my chest, the exact spot where my heart was. The skin there was pumping in sync with my heart and I kissed Edward's head in hopes of calming him down.

"I'm here. I'm fine. It's okay." He was still sobbing and I closed my eyes.

Why was all of this happening to us? To me? The Cullen's had done nothing wrong and I had done nothing wrong. And here we all were suffering over my stupid and horrible revelations.

Was it ever going to end? I asked myself, still holding onto Edward as he sobbed away into my chest. My shirt felt dank against my chest.

"I thought I was going to lose you, Bella." Edward whimpered, wrapping his arms around the lower section of my body.

"You're not going to lose me. I promise." Once I said it, I instantly regretted it. That wasn't a promise I could keep. I had no concept of what was in store for all of us in the future. Let alone what was in store for me.

Rosalie was rocking back and forth on the couch, her unsteady eyes studying me.

"Rosalie." I started, but stopped. I couldn't tell her the truth. I couldn't tell her that I had planted—that thing—that baby inside of her. I couldn't tell her that I had poisoned her and held her down.

There was absolutely no way, I would ever be able to tell her that. It would kill not only her and me, but also everyone else.

"You know what happened. Don't you?" Rose looks expectantly at me and I turn away from her hard gaze. My eyes land of Alice. She has her eyes closed and her fingers to her temples.

It was useless. She wasn't going to see the future.

"Yes, Rose." I say under my breath. I lick my dry and chapped lips and bite down on my lower lip.

"Do I want to know?"

"No." I reply. Edward finally gets control of himself and pulls back from me. Wiping away the moisture in his eyes.

He looks down at the water on his hands then back at me.

"How am I crying?"

"Do I want to know?" Rose asks again.

"Too many questions." I spit out, cupping my hands over my ears.

"Edward, you're crying because of something I did. I touched you and you started crying." Finally everyone's attention turns to the tears still trickling down his face.

Everyone starts taking in hushed voices and I open my mouth, hands still over my ears.

"No. You don't want to know Rose." I shake my head and grasp Edward's hand in mine.

I can hear Elizabeth and Alex stirring upstairs, their cries calling to me.

"Was it something you did?" I look up at her, my eyes ablaze. I was angry and I shouldn't be.

I don't reply, leaving her question unanswered, as I start up the stairs. As I get further up, Alex and Elizabeth's cries soften as if they know I'm coming for them.

In my state of insanity I wasn't sure if I would be able to hand being around my children but in this case I knew it would be okay. I was there Mother and nothing was going to take them away from them.

"You did it!" Rosalie accused, running over to the bottom of the stairs. "Didn't you!"

I leave her there and in less than a few seconds find myself in the babies' room.

Alex gurgles at me when I reach over the crib and pick him up. His soft little body folds perfectly into the cradle of my arm—like his body was meant to curl into mine—and I placed a soft and lingering kiss on his baby soft head. The little hair he had ticked my skin.

I rocked back and forth while I walked over to Elizabeth. She looked at me then gave me this smile, it was wide and showed off her teeth-less gums. I picked her up and cradled her in my other arm.

"I love you." I whispered to them. Dancing back and forth as they stared at my face.

Well Bella, how did the vision go? Did you expect it? Did you even have a clue?

Her voice was not even a pitch higher this time and sounded almost exactly like mine, like before. I cringed away from the malicious voice.

I didn't like her being in my head. Even though I didn't know who she was; she was familiar enough.

It didn't go very good. It didn't go well at all. Thank you very much. It was horrible actually. I hurt Rosalie. I hurt her and planted an abomination in her stomach. I had placed the thing inside her and at the same time I hadn't even known.

I didn't know why the hell I was talking to her. I really shouldn't be. But else was there to do? Just ignore her? No, that would do me no good.

She interrupted my reverie.

Oh, Bella. You're so human. So sympathetic and caring.

So what? You hurt her, but at the same time you gave her the gift of life. You gave her what she wanted. A baby. She should be thanking you.

I gritted my teeth and focused on Alex as he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling playfully. My God, they were growing up so fast.

The thought brought tears to my eyes.

I am human! And I should have been able to give her what she wanted without pain. God, and I didn't give her a baby. I gave her an abomination.

I cuddle Alex and Elizabeth closer to me, waiting for the voice.

Alex and Elizabeth are beautiful. Stunning hybrids. It's amazing how they are so human but so vampire at the same time. It is truly amazing. And they're ours, Bella. All ours.

My head reeled at the thoughts of my children—my little angels—being part of the monster talking to me. No they're Edward's and mine. They are not hers.

No, I sneered, they are not hybrids. And they are not yours. They are not ours.

Her laugh rang in my ears and I blinked against the sound, swaying Alex and Elizabeth.

Oh, but they are ours Bella. They are both yours and mine.

No. They are not yours.

Yes, they are, Bella. You will see. You will see that they are just as much mine as they are yours.

"No!" I yelled out loud, running from the room.

Yes, they are, Bella. You will see. You will see that they are just as much mine … as they are yours.

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-taylorcullenforever

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