Chapter 4 – My History
Jacob sprinted up the stairs, "What?!" He pushed the door open and found me on the floor, hyperventilating. "Honey, what's wrong?" He held the top of my shoulders and crouched in front of me, "Bella, what's the matter?" My head was trembling and I broke out into tears. Jacob lifted me from the floor and carried me to my room. He held me in his lap, "Honey, it's alright. It's over. You don't have to worry. I won't let anything happen to you again." "Jake," I said in a trembling voice, "Jake, I think I might be pregnant." He held me away from him, "What?!" I lifted my shirt, took his hand and placed it over the bump. He exhaled in a huff, "No," he whispered. We stared at each other, "We'll get it out of you."
I stood, "Jake, I can't go to some human doctor. Whatever this thing is, it's part vampire." Jake stood with me, "There must be someone…." I huffed, "Jake, there's only one doctor I could think of who would know what to do and I have no idea where to find him." "Bella, what about their house? The leader was a doctor; maybe he'll have some information in the house." I smiled, "That's a great idea." "But how are you going to get in?" I went to my bedside drawer and took out a key. I sighed, "When… he was leaving, he took away all my pictures of him and the CD he made for me. Being thorough. But he never knew Esme gave me a key, in case of emergencies." Jacob hugged me close and kissed my hair, "Don't worry. We'll figure this out." After this day, my condition worsened. Even Charlie noticed the changes. "Dad, I'm still in shock. Maybe I should go to a center for women who were attacked. I looked one up. It's in Oregon." My dad's face feel, "I can't believe this happened to you. Bell, I'm so…." I put my hand up, "Stop Dad. It happened and I need to get some help to get better." He nodded, "Whatever you need."
I went through the motions of making arrangements. I was actually going to the house in the sea of ferns. It was the only place I could think of that would have any information about what was going on with me. I hoped Carlisle would have some information; I couldn't have been the first person this happened to. Jacob went with me; my dad believed I was going to the airport. "I love you, Bells. Call me when you arrive." "I love you too dad." Jacob drove me to the hidden house. It was still difficult for me to be here. He held my hand as we walked up the porch and entered the house.
In the house, the furniture was arranged in their proper places before that horrific incident on my birthday. The house was stuffy and dust was everywhere. Jacob's hand was trembling. "Jake, calm down. They're gone." I went upstairs to the office, it was exactly the same. To my surprise, the lights still worked. I went behind the desk and began fingering through the books. It read for hours, finding nothing in the medical books. Soon, it was getting dark. "Bella, we should get going." I looked up, "Where am I going to go? My dad thinks I'm in Oregon." He grimaced, "We'll go to my house." I shook my head, "No. I appreciate it, but….," I sighed, "I'm staying here. I need to know what's going on with me. I need to know what's going on and what this thing is going to do to me." He knelt down beside me, "Bella, honey, I'm not leaving you here." I cupped his cheek, "Jake, I need to know what's going on with me and if there is anything I can do." Jacob stood and began reading with me. After another two hours, I began to feel sleepy.
I felt Jacob lift me from the desk and I cuddled into his chest and we slept on the couch. I woke up and was incredibly hungry. I left Jacob and went to the large kitchen that was never used by the previous owners, until they met me. I saw there was nothing in the fridge, but there were still some things in the cabinets. Jacob came downstairs, "Bells?" "In the kitchen," I called. He came in and found me, "Are you hungry?" I nodded, "Yes, but there's nothing." He sniffed, "Well, bloodsuckers lived here, why would they need it." Jacob went to the grocery store and got some things. I did more research and still, found nothing. I researched for days, with Jacob's help. I was still getting sick and I was feeling worse and my bump was getting bigger.
I stayed at the house with Jacob for more than a week. "Bells, I need to get you to a hospital." I was in Alice's bed, "No, Jake," I rasped, "No one can help me." I was getting too weak to get out of bed. Jacob sat on the bed, leaned closer to me and laid his forehead to mine, "Why wasn't I there?" I sat up, "No, Bell. You shouldn't get up." I had to gather my strength to keep researching. I saw how much I was hurting Jacob. I had to end this. "Jake, I have to leave. I found somewhere that have legends about women like me. Pregnant by vampires. They could help." He smiled slightly, "Great, let's go." I shook my head, "No, Jake. I'm going alone. I can't keep doing this to you. Once I know what's going on with me, I will let you know. You have to stay here and look after Charlie for me." He protested, "Jake, please. If you care about me, you'll do this." I coughed harshly, making it seem worse, so he wouldn't argue. "Fine, but you have to let me know." I nodded, "I will. I'm trying to leave tonight."
"I'll take you to the airport." I shook my head, "No. They left Rosalie's BMW, I'll take that." Jacob took my hands, "Please, take care of yourself." I kissed him, "I will." With that, Jacob left and I watched him drive away, leaving me alone in the house in the sea of ferns. I went back to my research, more about the Amazonian legends. I couldn't do much reading, because I was either too weak, too sick or too tired. I couldn't keep anything down. I began to think that maybe the thing inside me had an appetite more towards their side. On my second day here, I found bags of human blood in Carlisle's office. It was hidden away, possibly from the rest of the family. I noticed they were all O+ blood, which was my blood type.
When I opened the bag, I prepared myself. Blood usually made me sick, but when I smelled it, it smelled wonderful. I drank straight from the bag. I consumed all the contents quickly, and drank another bag. This was awful. I was pregnant, alone and drinking blood to sustain myself. I was feeling a lot better and I was able to do more research. I stayed in Alice's room, refusing to go upstairs. His room was upstairs and I had too many memories from that room. I researched how to measure how far along I was in my pregnancy. I measured my stomach and saw I was 38 inches. The thing would be born by tomorrow. Since I began drinking the blood, its kicks were much harder and it broke some of my ribs. I painfully bandaged myself up, so I won't jostle the ribs. I was afraid of what would happen to me. I was afraid I was going to die.
I knew one day the family would return, so I wrote a letter to Carlisle. I wanted him to know what happened to me and wrote that it was up to him if he wanted the rest of them to know. The next morning, I woke up and measured myself. I was 39.5 inches. I sighed and drank a packet of blood. I wasn't going to survive this day. I carefully went back to Carlisle's office and did more research. I wanted to know how these half human half vampire babies were born. I read that they ripped themselves out of their mothers with their teeth. The mothers never survived. A cold chill ran through my body. I wasn't doing to see tomorrow. I went through Carlisle's drawers, looking for more paper. I wanted to write a letter to my father. In the bottom draw I found a steel vile. I took it and it read, "Carlisle's Venom." With the vile, I found a needle made of steel.
This was it. This thing would rip its way out of me and I could inject myself with venom and survive. As a newborn vampire, I could destroy this thing in me. The thing that had me hiding away from the world and my family. This thing that will make me become something that I once wanted to be, but didn't want anymore. I prepared the needle and stayed in the office. I was drinking a cup of blood and reading Shakespeare when a strange ripping sound came from my stomach. There was searing pain and I was screaming. My screams were cut off as I vomited up blood. I don't know how long it last, but the pain was too much. I felt the skin around my bump rip open and same a small chubby arm. I controlled myself and gripped the small arm. The creature's other arm came out and pulled itself out of me.
When I saw it, I wanted to throw it into the glass wall. I saw it was a blood smeared baby, with long jet-black curly hair. I saw it was a girl. She had my face and brown eyes. She looked at me, she smiled, showing pearl white teeth. I couldn't help but lower the small child to my chest. She nestled into my chest. She was so warm. I felt my heart flattering and I was getting weaker. I knew I was losing too much blood. I took the needle and pushed the plunger, releasing the venom into the heart. I wanted to scream, but I saw the baby look away from me. At birth, it was crawling and drank the cup of blood I left.
Still showing my story, I skipped over my burning and transformation. Renesmee nudged me, she wanted to see. When she saw herself as a baby, she placed her hand on my cheek and took over. She showed them her perspective of the days. She showed them her first sight of me, blood stained and smiling. She remembered drinking the blood and sleeping next to me as I changed. On the third day, she remembered waking up and looking up to her mother's new face. I went back to my perspective. I woke up, taking in all the details of the office. I heard the fluttering heartbeat. I looked to my side and saw the small body next to me. I picked her up and she woke up. She smiled at me, showing me her teeth again.
My throat was on fire. I saw it was night and I was thirsty. I held the small one in my arms. I went to Alice's room and found a blouse that fitted the baby like a dress. I ran with her into the night and I found a bear. I placed the child on the ground, "Stay here, I'll be right back." I crouched and pounced the bear, breaking its neck. I dragged it back to where I left my baby. With my new nails, I slit the neck and the blood flowed out. I took the child and showed her how to drink. She followed my example and held onto the bear and drank. I drank at its chest, feeling the warm blood flow into my throat. After I was done, I found the baby sitting up on the ground waiting for me. She reached out with her small hands for me and I picked her up.
To my surprise, I loved the child. I couldn't hurt her. I ran back to the house and in the light, I took in more of her features. She looked exactly like me, except, her hair color. Her hair color was his. Besides that, she was mine. She was my baby and I had to protect her. Protect her and teach her. I was now a vampire and a mother.
