Lost 'N' Found.
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Authors note: Hey guys, hehe, I hope you enjoy! Review please,Ill update tomorrow! I wrote this chapter in school again.
Chapter 4;
Alice's POV
I took Bella's hand and sat down next to her, her hands rested on her huge belly. "Okay, Bella, don't be afraid, we won't eat you." Carlisle chuckled.
Bella looked down. "You won't?" "Heavens, no" Esme sat on her left side. Emmett sat across from us, grinning at her, "Emmett, stop that, it's freaking Bella out a little." I giggled a little and Rosalie hissed. Bella's body started trembling. "Rose, look what you did! You frightened my baby sister!" Emmett gasped, then started smiling at Bella again and she blushed.
"You already think of me as ya little sister, Gosh thanks." She spoke softly. Edward chuckled. "I think of you as my little sister too Bella." Bella blushed again.
"Gosh ya'll, I don't know what to say." I smiled at her. "I have been thinking of you as sister and best friend for nearly 10 years." I giggled as I put a arm around her shoulder.
Carlisle and Esme stood up. "We think of you as our daughter as well. Welcome to the family, Bella." They smiled and kissed her cheek and forehead.
At that moment, Bella started crying. We immediately asked her "what's wrong?" I may not be an empath, but I felt the others pain as they saw Bella cry. Except Rosalie, Bitch.
"Bella, darling, What's wrong?" Carlisle asked, alarmed. She wiped off all of her tears and smiled. "Nothin', I'm just shocked, that ya'll accepted me in ya family." Her southern accent, drawling out strongly.
We all smiled at her. Next minute and she's in Emmett's strong arms. "I am going to protect you with all that I can, to keep you, my baby sister, safe. James will never touch you!" She smiled. "Thanks Ya'll, I will always feel safe here" She pulled away from Emmett and hugged Edward and me then Carlisle and Esme and even Rosalie. Who was acting like a total bitch to her. They all grinned. I smiled while Looking at my big old happy family, well except Rosalie.
Jasper's POV
Few months later..
They claimed that Bella is dead the first month after she went missing. I hate them all. They didn't even search hard. They gave up, everyone did, 'cept me. I believe that my Bella and our child are still alive out there but for some reason I'm at her grave at night.
"She ain't dead." I whispered. I was on my knees looking up at the nighttime sky. "Yes, she is." A unknown voice responded. I jumped to my feet. "Who's out there, ya better show yourself." I called.
Just then this mysterious woman came out of the darkness, she gave me a smile. I couldn't stop staring at her, she was absolutely beautiful, but she could never be compared to my Bella. She had dark hair, possibly black, couldn't tell in the moonlight, that ended at her waist and red eyes. Absolutely amazing. I snapped out it. What was I doing? My heart aches for Bella, not this woman.
"Who are ya, and how did ya know bout my Bella?" I cautiously asked.
"I know everything." She gave another smile and stepped closer. I gulped. "Who are ya?"
She showed her teeth, they were sharper than a human's should be. Her nostrils flared as she circled me. "Hmm, you look like you could be a great use to me." She smirked. I was stumped. "Excuse me, Ma'am but I don't know what ya tryin' to say?' She giggled. "Oh you will in three days." I looked at her.
Before I knew it, she flung herself at me and pressed her mouth to my neck. I couldn't help but to groan. She whispered in my neck. "I'm Maria, I didn't quite catch your name, handsome?"
I gulped. "My name's Jasper Whitlock Ma'am." She nodded before biting down on neck, I felt her teeth bite threw my flesh and let out a scream. What the hell? Did she just bite my neck? What was happening to me? My chest started aching like it was on fire.
I closed my eyes. If my Bella was indeed dead then I will be with her and our child in a few moments. I closed my eyes again and darkness consumed me.
Bella's POV
I couldn't believe this family of vampires took me and my child into their family. All of them loved me from the start, even Rosalie, shockingly .
Everyone told me about their pasts, when they were changed and when they were born. Rosalie's was the saddest and most heartbreaking out of all of them.
The love of her life and his friends, all stupidly drunk. Beat and raped Rosalie and left her on the street to die. Luckily, Carlisle found her in time and changed her. Alice couldn't remember anything at all from her human years. Emmett was mauled by a bear and this time Rosalie found and saved him but she took him to Carlisle for him to change Emmett.
Esme jumped off a cliff after hearing that her newborn son had died, Carlisle saved and changed her. Boy was Carlisle a life savior. Edward was dying of some flu, that took both of his parent's life in a matter of days after gettin' it. Before his life nearly slipped away from him, Carlisle changed him. Carlisle actually met Edward before the rest of them. So he's the first Cullen kid.
Rosalie was the second Cullen kid, then Emmett and then Esme, she was 26 when she 'died', older than the rest. Carlisle wouldn't tell me about his past, but promised me he would later. Alice was the youngest.
I held mine and Jasper's baby, wrapped in my arms while I sat on a rockin' chair. I had named her Megan Katherine Whitlock. Megan because Jasper always loved that name. Katherine because that was his ma's name.
She reminded me of Jasper. She had his blue eyes and she has curls like his, except his were blond and hers are brown. Of course she had me in her too, but mostly Jasper. I brought her into this world, a month ago. She was a happy, healthy baby. The Cullens loved her from the moment they first set theirs eyes on her.
Alice, Esme and Rosalie helped me sew little nightgowns and dresses for her. Alice loved helping. All three of them treat Megan, like their own baby.
The asshole, as Alice calls James, hasn't shown up to drain me yet. Emmett threatened he would burn James to hell if he was ever to come hundred feet round me and Megan.
It was 1862 and the war was becoming worse and worse everyday, so we had to move to Maine to escape having to get involved in the fight somehow.
One night, I took a stroll outside and looked up at the pretty stars, I couldn't help but cry. It's been almost a year since James took me away from Jasper and our families. I wonder if Jasper moved on to some prettier woman and married and started a family with her. I couldn't stop myself from crying even more at the thought. Then the thought of Jasper and our families presuming me to be dead. But here I was alive and well.
I wish I could go back to Texas, to them, to Jasper. But I didn't want to endanger all of them because of James.