Here's Anthony. Let's see what this SOB has to say.

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2/18/18

Ghostly Double

Chapter 38

Anthony's POV

I couldn't let Bella have that thing that was growing inside of her. I thought I had everything under control. Since the moment I woke up as a vampire, I had one mission - to rid this world of all Warlocks and witches. They were a disgrace. I was supposed to be a Warlock, but I refused to try. My father was trying his hardest to force me, but one of those times, it all backfired.

For years I've hunted witches and Warlocks. There was one reason and one reason only that I ended up in Forks, Washington. I had gotten word that witches lived there. I found them, befriended them and even fucked one just so I could get close enough to kill her.

I knew that Lauren bitch was the one I was looking for the moment I got near her. The power that surged from her was strong and when I tried to compel her, it didn't work. Then I met Bella and my interest in her wavered. I wanted Bella more than I wanted that damn witch. Bella had the blood I craved and needed. The way she acted, she doesn't even know what she is.

When Lauren started screwing with Bella, I knew it was time to get rid of her. I'd wait a bit to get her mother and before I killed her, I'd make sure I got as much information about more witches and their whereabouts.

Once I killed Lauren, I had to take off. Bella was already upset with me and asked for time, so I left without saying goodbye. Marcus, Claire and Emmett ended up leaving, too. They went one way and I went the other. I wanted to separate myself from those people for the longest time and my opportunity finally presented itself.

I couldn't believe that for years, I didn't know that Claire was a witch. I never had a clue. I was too focused on my task at hand to even give a shit. I only found out after I came to Florida to get Bella. At this point I didn't care, but I knew if Claire has anything to do with it, she'd do everything in her power to help Bella's family find her and I couldn't let that happen.

I came up with the brilliant idea to enroll into Bella's school so I could keep an eye on her. When I was finally able to approach her, I couldn't believe what I heard the moment I approached her. There was a second heartbeat that was much faster. I knew the moment I heard it.

She was pregnant with a child that wasn't mine.

There was no way I would let her keep that thing.

The second her friend came walking into the bathroom, I knew I hit the jackpot, again, with the witches. I felt power surge from her. I learned it from my father when he was trying to teach me. It's one of the few things I remember. I refused to try anymore after the first time I was burned. I hated the act of Warlocks and witches and wanted them all dead.

I hightailed it out of the bathroom before she threw some power at me. She appeared like she was a newbie; not knowing too much, but she may know enough to zap me.

It was times like these that maybe I should have listened to my father just to learn enough to get by, but I hated the idea even thinking about it.

"You can't keep me here, Anthony. They'll find me." She was starting to get on my nerves. I wanted to slap some duct tape over her mouth, but as much as her flapping jaws was annoying me, I loved to hear her voice.

I growled and turned to her in a fury and yelled. "THEY WILL NOT!"

She cringed back into the mattress she was laying on. I had her hands and feet tied when I first got her here, but now that she knew she couldn't get away, I trusted her enough to be untied.

There was a huge possibility that they'd find a way to locate Bella using their magic bullshit, but I planned to be ten steps ahead of them. I wasn't staying in one place for too long just in case. I didn't care if they found where I had Bella, but as long as we were long gone by the time they found the location and we weren't there, they could scream and yell all they wanted. Bella's mine and they aren't getting her back.

We had been in my first hideout for almost two days when I felt the stirrings start, I felt it in my bones that they'd lock i on her, so I took Bella and went to my next hideout. Just thinking about the looks on their faces when they arrived at the house and we weren't there, was priceless. I'd love to be a fly on the wall.

Once I got Bella settled, in yet another basement where I could lock her in, I ran back to the other house so I could watch them bust in.

I had on swim trunks, flip flops, sunglasses and a hat. I looked like any other person that lived in Florida. I fucking hate this state. I couldn't wait to get Bella out of here and into Canada where I bought a house for us to live in and to eventually have our own children.

I don't know why I didn't knock her up when we were in Washington, but that wasn't my goal at the time. I made sure I always wore a condom. She also didn't know that vampires could reproduce, either. I loved compelling her, and making her do things that she thought she had control over. That included making her think I was the best thing next to sliced bread. Whatever the fuck that meant, but she was at my beck and call.

She'd start asking me questions about certain stuff and I'd compel her and make her think we were talking about something completely different. If it weren't for the compelling, I don't think she'd ever love me the way she did.

When Marcus told her the story of his life, I lied and told her that I had never used my vampire wiles on her, but only a few times. I also told her something completely different about when I was changed. Marcus and Claire never knew what I told her because we were in her house when I explained. I assume they know by now.

What she didn't know then, didn't hurt her. I'm pretty sure she knows now that I did everything she always thought I didn't.

I saw the SUV come to a sudden stop in front of the house. Then another car behind that one and another.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Marcus and Emmett were with that fuckwit that knocked up my Bella and that dog. If things worked out the way I planned, then he'd be out of the picture for good.

Blood relative or not, he was a dead man.

I made my way back to where I was keeping Bella. When I went to check on her, she was asleep. Her hand was lying across her stomach as if she was trying to protect that thing inside of her.

It wouldn't be much longer before it was out of her. I just knew it was a boy. It had to be a boy. I honestly thought I was the last of the Warlocks until I started reading up on my family history. The way my luck was going lately, it just shit on me when I read about what happens every hundred years or so. A witch could reproduce, both, a witch and a warlock.

With what I knew now, I know that Bella would have a boy and he would be a Warlock. I couldn't let that happen. I was going to get rid of any witch or Warlock that interfered with my plan.

Actually, I was getting rid of them anyway. I hated them, no matter what.

Days started slipping away. I thought they had given up until I felt it in the pit of my stomach; I had to move her again. I only had one more place to go and I knew I'd have to think quick. I knew they were trying to find us, again, so I didn't waste any time and took Bella to the last place I wanted to take her. Well, it's not that I didn't want to take her to my last hideout, it was just my last resort. I couldn't take her into Canada until she had that baby. I would leave it with her family then we were leaving, or I could give him to an unsuspecting family for good measure.

We just had six more weeks to go.

That's what I thought until two weeks after I took Bella. She started screaming in pain. I thought she was just trying to get my attention, but during a moment where she was screaming at me, I witnessed the mattress below her become really wet. When she started telling me 'No, No, No', I knew something wasn't right. She was about to have that baby and I knew nothing about helping a woman give birth. I sat and watched her writhe in pain. I felt bad for her; I do love her and I didn't want her in pain, but it'd all be over soon and we could move on with our lives away from the people who took her from me.

"You have to help me. I can't give birth down here!" She clutched at her stomach and all I could do is watch her. I was in a complete daze and not thinking straight.

I knew I didn't have much longer before I had to come up with a even quicker plan.

Anthony really is a crazy MoFo!

RTB