Ok so through extensive concentration, infuriation and many curses uttered I got this chapter up. Thank you so much to the reviewers :)
Disclaimer: SM owns the Twilight Saga, the Twilight Saga owns my soul, my soul owns the plotline and the plotline owns… wait a second let me check what the plotline owns.
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Chapter 4
"What happened while you were pregnant?" Carlisle asked curiously.
"They grew so fast," Bella mumbled. "I didn't know what to do."
"How fast?" Carlisle asked.
"By one month I looked around seven to eight months pregnant," Bella said quietly.
"That's incredible," Alice, said shocked.
"They grew pretty fast out of my stomach to," Bella said softly.
"How'd you manage to look after them if you were already dead?" Esme asked.
"I had venom in my womb. But I died during the transformation so I became a ghost," Bella answered.
"And Victoria killed them?" Alice asked.
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry to hear that dear," Esme said.
"But that still doesn't explain what these people are doing in our house," Rosalie snapped.
"I went traveling with the twins and we met Catherine and her twins in England and she told us her plan. She wanted to help other ghosts. It was her son George Karl who suggested a hotel. We didn't know where to open it and I wanted to go back to Forks and Henri Thomas suggested this place so we never really thought twice after that," Bella said. "I'm sorry to have stolen your house."
"How many ghosts are here?" Carlisle asked. From his mind I could tell he was curious as to how so many ghosts came here.
"At the moment there are 12 ghosts. Mr. Jones, Master Lawrence, Mathew, Malcolm, Harriet, Helen, Catherine and her boys, my twins and I," Bella told us in a slight rush.
"That many?" Carlisle asked shocked.
"Yes," Bella said.
"When can they leave?" Rosalie demanded.
"Rosalie," Esme said sharply. "You don't have to leave we just want some of our space back."
"I can arrange that with Catherine," Bella said and walked through the wall.
"Well that was very creepy!" Jasper said.
"They're ghosts. What can they do to us?" Emmett asked.
"But it was still creepy. And what. Is Bella a ghost vampire?" Jasper said.
"Yep," the voice came from the piano. It had been the boy who said it.
"Oh, hi, we forgot that you were there," Esme said.
"I'm Alice," the ghost Alice said, "And this is Edward."
"Hello, I'm Esme and this is my husband Carlisle and my children Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, Edward and Emmett," Esme said jumping up with a giant smile on her face.
"Esme is my first name but I just go by my middle name: Alice," ghost Alice explained.
"So how long have you lived here?" Alice asked.
"72 years now, I think," ghost Edward said.
"How many guests do you get?" Carlisle asked. From his mind I could tell that he loved the idea of a hotel and didn't want to close it down.
"The most we ever had was 27," ghost Alice replied.
"That's quite a bit," Carlisle mused softly.
"Well we've already moved most of our things we should be done in another 20 minutes," Bella said as she walked through the wall.
"I can help if you want," Emmett offered.
"Thanks we would love that!" Bella said.
She walked through the wall. Not even a whole 30 seconds later we heard a groan on the other side of the house.
"I thought I told you guys to start moving things! Not watch TV!" Bella said with another groan.
Ghost Alice got up and started to walk towards the other side of the house. Alice got up and followed her.
I got up and decided to see what was going on. I was also hoping to talk to Bella.
When we got there a small group of ghosts were surrounding an old TV. A girl sitting in a chair was hitting the side saying, "Come on, come on you piece of junk."
"You know Helen, hundreds of years ago when I was a kid we didn't have TVs," said one of the ghosts.
"When you were a kid hundreds of years ago you were a slave. See how stupid the world was then? Now shush up and watch TV," said the ghost who must have been Helen.
The ghost rolled his eyes and sighed. "I'll get moving," he said. He walked through the wall and started moving some heavy object.
I walked to next room and found him moving a bookshelf.
"Here let me help you," I said and picked up the other end of it.
We walked down the hall and put it in the guest room.
"I'm Edward," I said unsure of what else to say.
"John, John Lawrence. Everyone calls me Master Lawrence because Catherine makes them," he said with a little smile.
"Oh. Is Catherine in charge?" I asked curiously.
"It is a joint leadership between Catherine and Bella," John Lawrence told me. "So you're the twins father," it wasn't a question it was a statement.
"Yes," I answered.
"You look like them," he muttered. "Come on let's go get the rest of the of the furniture."
"How have they… been?" I asked.
"The twins have been better then Bella that's for certain," John said curtly. "This furniture isn't going to move itself," he said dismissing the subject altogether.
The rest of the day seemed to be moving and organizing. I couldn't wait for it to be done. I knew what I had to do. I was slightly uncertain as how to do it but I had to.
When the moving was done I walked to the end of the hallway and waited.
When I saw her I shouted "Bella!"
She jumped but walked over to me. "What is it?" she asked.
"Bella we need to talk," I answered.