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Chapter 12

EPOV

I couldn't believe how well everyone had taken to her! She just walked in and charmed everyone. Even Rosalie isn't as hostile as I was expecting her to be. But now it was time to explain. We had agreed to tell them everything. But I wanted to tell them about how we met. I had kept it from my family for too long and they deserved to know.

'Well you all know that I grew up in Chicago, and Isabella did too. She was the only daughter and her family was very well off. My family weren't poor, we lived comfortably but we were by no means rich. Anyway, our story started on a Saturday morning, the summer I had just turned 17. My mother sent me to the market to by some butter, and I saw her from across the square. She was with her mother who was talking to another woman. She looked so incredibly bored. She had long chestnut hair and matching eyes. She must have been still growing then for her dress was too short and I caught a glimpse of her ankles. She looked so beautiful, and I knew instantly that she was the one for me. I knew without a doubt that she was the one I had to be with. She must have sensed me staring at her for she looked up and our eyes met. She smiled at me and took my breath away. But by this point her mother was dragging her away. I barely had a chance to wave before she rounded the corner and was out of sight. I didn't even know who she was, but I knew I had to know her. So when I returned home I described her to my parents, and then told me that her name was Isabella Marie Swan, and that her parents were among the richest in Chicago. This worried me slightly but I knew that I had to at least try. So I sought out a job in her father's mansion. It took a little convincing but I eventually became their stable boy. It wasn't until two weeks after I started work that I saw her. She had come for a ride on her horse, nutmeg. She wasn't completely comfortable on horseback yet so she asked me to accompany her, to keep an eye on the horse. We talked for hours and I learnt nearly everything about her. Eventually her mother called her in so she had to go, but not before requesting that I accompany her again tomorrow.' I was so lost in my blurry human memories that I hadn't realised I had stopped talking.

'Aww! That's so romantic!' Alice gushed. 'But don't stop! What happened after that?'

'Well, after that day, Isabella took a horse ride nearly every day, and I accompanied her. It wasn't long before we started courting in secret and we quickly fell in love. She wanted to tell everyone about us, but I knew it wasn't safe. No one would understand why a rich, beautiful girl like my Isabella would be with a stable boy. But as time went on and she approached 17 her mother and father started looking for a husband for her. It worried me. I hadn't even thought about that! What was I going to do when she had to marry? Eventually I made my mind up. I had been saving my wages for the whole 3months I worked there. It wasn't much, but I managed to persuade my parents to loan me the rest of the money so that I could buy what I needed; an engagement ring. The following day, I went to go and see her parents. I explained to them that I had fallen in love with their daughter, how we had been courting in secret, and requested her hand in marriage. Her mother looked delighted that she had found someone, but her father was furious. He wouldn't have his daughter marry a stable boy. So he sacked me and told me never to come near her again. So I met her once more at midnight, in the stables and explained what had happened. She cried. She said she couldn't bear the thought of not seeing me again and I told her the same. I told her how I loved her and wished for her to be my wife, but I did not want to take her from her family. She said she didn't care and only wanted to be with me. So that night, I proposed to her, and asked her to run away with me. And she said yes.' I paused at this point as my love for her overwhelmed me. I felt her lay her head on my shoulder and I dropped a tender kiss to her forehead. I could see that she was lost in the memory too. 'So a few days later, she snuck away from her parents, and came to my house to meet mine. They knew all about our courtship and were eager to meet her. By the end of the visit both my parents loved her and my mother had convinced her to allow them to be witnesses at the wedding. So after saving money, working various jobs at once, I was able to afford it. Two months after I proposed we got married in a small church in the next town over; and then spent the weekend in a hotel nearby. It was the happiest time of my life. I was the luckiest man in the world, to have Isabella as my wife. But we would have to wait a few more months before we could leave. My parents had given us some money but I just needed a little more before we could finally be together. But things didn't go to plan. I got sick; as did my parents. The Spanish influenza had been spreading like wildfire around Chicago but neither of us paid attention; thinking it wouldn't happen to us. But it did. I got so sick I was taken to the hospital, where Carlisle ended up being my doctor. I 'died' two months after we got married.' By this point I had my arms wrapped tightly around Isabella, reminding myself that she was still here: she was safe in my arms. She appeared to be doing the same. Esme's voice brought us back to reality.

'That's so sad. What happened after that?' I turned to my love.

'You may have to continue from here, sweetheart.' She nodded and sat up.

(Bella POV)

I turned to face his family, leaning back against Edward's chest and holding onto his arms that were still wrapped around me. Here comes the hard part. I felt Edward place a kiss under my ear and whisper:

'You can do this, love. But we can stop whenever you need.' I just nodded and took a deep breath.

'Okay, so obviously Edward didn't die. But another doctor came and told me that he had. I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it! I had only gone home to change my clothes, and upon his insistence as well! Obviously by this point my parents new everything, and when I returned home that day my mother took one look at me and immediately knew what had happened. I spent that night crying into her arms. I just couldn't handle it. My mind simply couldn't comprehend the fact that he was gone. Everything was finally falling into place! We were supposed to move away, have a family and grow old together. But now he was gone. The following day my father came into my room to see me. I could tell he wanted to apologise but I wouldn't listen. I just told him that if he ever wanted to me forgive him the first thing he had to do was to pay for Edward and his parents to be buried; His parents together and Edward next to them. He did as I asked. The next two weeks were… unbearable. I couldn't sleep, I barely ate and I spent all the time crying. I didn't want to exist without him. But… I couldn't bring myself to end it all… it was like there was something… telling me not to. Two weeks later I couldn't stand my parents fussing, so I snuck out and took I walk in the woods nearby. I knew I shouldn't have, and Edward was always telling me to stay away from them but… I don't know. It was like doing something he wanted to protect me from was a way to be closer to him somehow… anyway I was walking in the woods when I had excruciating pain in my abdomen. I had been getting it on and off all day but I just assumed it was my period… but then I hadn't had my last two… so I wondered if it was that. But after a while the pain got worse, and it felt like something was trying to come out of me… so I took off my stockings, laid down on the ground and pushed. I pushed for what felt like an eternity, and eventually I felt something come out of me. I looked down and… there was blood everywhere… and a little fleshy lump on the ground… it was barely recognizable for what it was… but I knew. It was mine and Edwards baby. It hadn't survived because I wasn't eating. I started sobbing, but I was still bleeding. I started to lose consciousness, I knew I was dying, but at least Edward and I would be together again. But then the burning started. I burned for three days, and then woke up like this, with only a note explaining what I was.' I started dry sobbing at this point. I couldn't bear the thought of it. Before I knew it I felt two more sets of arms around me. I looked up to find Esme and Rosalie looking at me.

'It wasn't your fault Bella. You couldn't have known.' Esme told me. And looking at her I knew. It had happened to her as well. She nodded at me sensing my thoughts. I hugged her back and then turned to Rosalie. She simply nodded at me before going back to Emmett. I sensed she didn't want to talk about her experience, so I respected that.

'Isabella, love, do you want to take a break?' I shook my head at Edward and settled back into his embrace. The hard part was over.

'Well that's about it really. I've been this way ever since. I moved away shortly after I was changed, and eventually my parents assumed I had committed suicide and had a funeral for me. I was buried with Edward. I moved around for a while, picking up work where I could, before travelling south. I visited all the places I wanted to see, before just moving from place to place. Eventually, once education was free and compulsory, I enrolled in high school. That's what I've been doing ever since. And I assume you know what happened once I arrived here? Although perhaps not why we ended up meeting back in Chicago… You see… this year is our 90th wedding anniversary. Things hadn't gotten easier with time as everyone says… and I had started to get feelings for who I thought was Edward Cullen, so I was feeling guilty. I went to Chicago to tell Edward Masen, one last time, how much I missed and loved him, but that it was time for me to move on. Edward saw me at his grave stone and well… we figured out who we actually were.' Everyone seemed a little lost for words once I had finished but eventually Carlisle leaned forward:

'Wow. That is quite a story. But I wonder…. Who is the vampire that changed you? I had been around for about a year or so when I changed Edward. And he is the first person I changed.' Hmm… he had a point… if Carlisle didn't change him… then where did that vampire come from? And who was he?

DUN DUN DUN! Haha sorry about the dramatic ending there I got a little carried away. So there you go that's their story! What did you think? I'll be back soon and don't forget to review!

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