I decided to spend longer doing two chapters this time, so yes. I'm loving these responses, so thankyou everyone! I decided to add in a little twist, that wasn't mentioned in the summary, as a sort of…thankyou to my faithful readers. The next chapter should be up tomorrow by the way, and I'm having fun writing it. Please review!

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Chapter Four-Like Mother, Like Daughter

Bella's POV

My mum sat on my bed with me in the dim moonlight. This was the first night since I had discovered I was pregnant that Edward hadn't come. I don't blame him, after everything my mum said to him on the phone. Mum kept telling me I had done nothing wrong. And I wanted her to see that I hadn't. And neither had Edward.

"Sweetheart, you trusted him and he abused that. I'm telling you, as soon as the baby is born, he will flee like a rabbit", she insisted. "You don't know Edward like I do", I insisted right back. She considered that. "Well, no, and after what has happened I don't want to", she spat.

All I could do was sigh. "You wouldn't understand", I whispered. She in actual fact she did, after all, wasn't it her who had given birth to me and then left Charlie? The roles were sort of switched, but I had a basic idea. But I wouldn't do what my mum did. How could I ever run from my dear, sweet Edward?

"Sweetheart, I understand more than you think I do", my mum sighed. "Oh yeah"? I urged. "Yeah", she admitted. I gave a sad smile. "Mum, I hardly think what happened with dad counts", I pointed out. She gave a half hearted laugh. "Dad"? She asked curiously, trying to change the subject, I knew.

I shrugged sheepishly. "But mum, please, don't think you can make me drop the topic", I said confidently. I softened my tone. "Why did you run from dad"? I asked. Mum looked up at me. Her short hair fell over one side of her face, and she gave in.

"There were a lot of reasons, darling. But deep inside, a small part of it was fear". That answer wasn't enough for me. I was so selfish and careless. I pushed her further. "Fear"? I questioned. "Sweetie, I loved you so much, and I was so afraid that I was going to do something I would regret later. I didn't want to lose you", I could tell that mum, my harebrained, bubble headed mother, was close to tears.

I hugged mum close. "Mum, how could you lose me"? I asked. There was a long silence, but finally she answered. "I didn't want to become so confused and messed up that I would give you away", she whispered. Give me away? As in adoption? I was horrified at the thought.

"I was afraid it was happening all over again. That I would make the same mistake I did last time", she continued. I abruptly jerked back. "What"? I frowned. Mum looked torn. I could tell inside her head she was debating. About what, I had no idea. "Mum…" I said slowly, cautiously.

There was a pained look in her eyes. "Again"? I whispered, shakily and afraid. I didn't know what she meant, but I knew what I though it meant, and I knew what I didn't want it to mean. I had no idea what I wanted it to, though.

"Yes, again", came a small voice. "Mum, is there something you haven't told me"? I asked. I didn't want to be having this conversation, but I'd gone too far now to back out. "Yes", she replied. I waited in the dark for the explanation.

"When I was sixteen or seventeen I…there was a party, and…I got drunk…and pregnant", she staggered. I felt my jaw drop. "I couldn't keep it! I was too young! And then there was a nice young family…they couldn't have kids…everybody won"! The rest came out in a rush.

I didn't know what to say. I stared at the wall, lost in my own thoughts. "Please go", I whispered. I heard the bed squeak as my mum stood and left. The door creaked closed, and I waited until I knew mum was completely gone. "Oh God", I whimpered. All previous trust with my mother was gone.

"How about 'oh Edward'"? I heard his sympathetic voice. "Ok", I said helplessly. He was suddenly beside me, his arm around my waist. "Did you know"? I asked. "Yes", he sighed. "What was she thinking"? I added. He considered that for a moment.

"Well, all I really got was an image of a baby. A baby with jet black hair and bright blue eyes. Your mum was in a hospital bed, holding it. She was crying as she handed the baby to a couple, about twenty five years old", I could tell he had edited.

"And…", I begged weakly. He pulled my head gently to his chest. "And…then she thought of you and the baby girl, together. You were about five, and the other girl a bit older. You were playing together on a beach", he kissed my head.

"I had a sister", I rolled the word around on my tongue. I wondered if she knew about me. Maybe. Did she know she was adopted? "Hey, don't worry about all this too much. All that matters now is our baby", Edward said.

"How did you know what I was thinking"? I smiled. "Easy", was all he answered. "You know me too well", I muttered. He chuckled. "On the contrary, I feel I hardly know you at all", he said. "Thanks", I said. Not in a sarcastic way or anything. "What for"? Edward asked. "Everything", I sighed.

I had an awful nights sleep. I tossed and turned, despite Edward being right beside me, there to comfort and soothe me. "What's wrong"? He whispered in my ear. "I dunno", I mumbled. When I finally drifted off to a decent sleep, I dreamed.

A tall beautiful woman with hair that fell in golden waves to her lower back floated just off the ground. Her eyes were like golden orbs, and her face was pale, her features pointed and beautiful. She looked like an angel in a flowing white silk dress. She held a baby in her arms. "I am giving you a chance, to have the one thing I never could", she whispered in an angel's voice.

"I have given you a very special gift. All I want in return is for you to show me the baby once it is born. Do this for me, Bella, and I can give you as many children as you want. Now, Bella, wake up", she said. She was in our meadow. Edward's and my meadow. She seemed to glow slightly, and in a bright flash she was gone.

I woke up to a sharp pain in my stomach. I knew what a kick felt like. And this was no kick. "Jesus"! I screamed at the top of my lungs. The pain was indescribable. "Ah! Edward, help! No, no, no"! I begged. I couldn't stand it.

Why wasn't Edward helping me? I heard his frantic voice, begging and pleading. "Bella, hold my arm"! He cried. I shoved my hand out and grasped his wrist, my grasp so tight I felt as if I would burst my veins. "Ah! Oh God noooooooo"! This was worst than anything I had ever felt. It was like an eleven on a scale of one to ten.

I let out a string of swearing, and Edward scooped me up. "It's too soon! It hasn't been that long"! I tried to tell him. "Shh", Edward soothed. But not even he could calm me down. I heard my mum burst in. She was sleeping in Charlie's room because he was on a fishing trip. "Oh my…holy…"! Mum screeched. "My poor baby"! She screamed.

"Come on, we have to get her to my house"! I heard Edward's frantic voice. "Edward"! I groaned. "Yes sweetie"? He was almost begging. "Don't let me die", I whispered. I could just see his eyes widen. "I promise, I will look after you", he said. I didn't know what complications there could be in a vampire birth, but if there were any, it would be a whole lot harder for me. And after that I let myself fall into the darkness.