6 months later-

BPOV-

Never. Edward was never home. What did he expect from me? I just couldn't raise our baby on our own. I am twenty three, for crying out loud. And he is off who-knows-where doing who-knows what with who-knows-who. I am sick and tired. No, seriously. Vera caught the flu, and now I had it.

''Baby, sweetie pie, please...go to sleep,'' I begged as I bounced him gently in my arms.

I sneaked a glance at the (A/N It is sneaked! snuck is not a word I checked the dictionay and internet) clock. 12 am.

Twelve o'clock in the damn morning. Where the hell is he?

I was brought out of my silent interrogation of his fathe by Vera's crying.

''Oh it's okay, honey. Daddy will be home soon,'' I smiled.

He'd better me.

''Momma!,'' she screamed.

''Oh, honey,'' I groaned as I put a hand on his forehead.

Fever. Definitley a fever.

EPOV-

''Tanya Denali! I will never love you I love her! I have a family with her! I have a daughter, and I love him. Now untie me!'' I screamed, losing almost all control.

''No,'' she smirked. She ran a finger through her long, blond curls. She glared at me with her big, brrown eyes. Now why the heck was I tied up, you may ask. Well. Because my psychopath ex-girlfriend decided to kidnap me. I had no way to talk to Bella. No way to make sure that she was okay. No way to make sure that little Vera was okay. She needed sleep. She needed to work on her own things. I needed to see her. To see my daughter. To see my family. To take care of my daughter.

''Why did you leave me? You loved me! And I loved you...and I still do., We could have been married. We could have started our own family. I could have givenyou pretty babies! MUCH BETTER THAN THOSE CRAPPY LITTLE BABIES SHE'S CRANKIN' OUT! I was the one meant to be with you! She will never-I repeat never- love you the way I do! That ugly, stupid, worthless, piece of-'' she began before I was sure I had heard right.

''Don't you dare talk about my daughter and wife like that! I love them, and they are my ife! Verna is perfect, and so is Bella. And she is more beautiful than you will EVER be! She is mine, and so is he! I love them and-'' I began before she cut me off.

''Edward if I can't have you, no one can! I am going to make you mine before the end of this night!''

She turned and left. What was I gonna do? I mean... I wasn't gonna just let her sit at home and worry. I took out my celll phone, and dialed the house number with me feet.

BPOV-

One in the same, never to change.
Our love was beautiful.
We got it all, destined to fall.
Our love was tragical.
Wanted to call, no need to fight.
You know I wouldn't lie.
But tonight, we'll leave it on the line.

''H-hello,'' I mumbled sleepily as I awnsered my black, rhine-stoned studded touch screen.

''Babe, I am so sorry I'm not home.''

''Edward? Where the hell are you? It is three in the morning! You need to get your butt over here!,'' I sceamed at him.

'Baby, baby, bay calm down.

''Don't you triple baby me! I am p-i-s-s-e-d! Pissed off! How the hell do expect me to get to work if I am too busy takin' care of our kid?,''

Babe! Calm the hell down!

''Yah know what...you have some freakin' nerve to get your butt on the phone six hours after you where supposed to be home. What could be so important that you are not home?,'' I scrreched into the phone.

You remember my friend, Tanya Denali? Well-

''Oh!,'' I cut him off,'' so you are rekindling an old flame...and I am stuck at home watching our kid!''

YOU DONT LISTEN TO ME! I-

''YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M DONE! IT'S OVER! I'M LEAVING! GET HERE WHENEVER THE HELL YOU ARE GONNA, BECAUSE I DO NOT GIVE A CRAP!,'' I screamed. I slammed the phone on the bed.

EPOV-

No. No no no no no no no no no no no. She could not leave me! My daughters...her. They where my life. My fury gave me the strangth I needed, and I burst out of the ropes. I ran for the door.

''You'll regret this, Edward Cullen! I'll make sure of it! I will claim you!,'' she screamed as I ran into the forest

I began to run home.

BPOV-

I took my duffel bag out of the closet, and through it on the bed. I stormed over to the whit, wooden dresser, and stuffed hand fulls of shirts, skirts, jeans, socks, and underwear in the bag. I swept everything off of the vanity,- perfumes, make up, jewe;ry, everything-, and ziiped my bag shut. I threw it on the floor and scooted over to Heather's room.

Heather was sleeping peacfully, in her pink, Disney Princesses pajamas. I walked over to her closet, and I took out her pink, Disney's Princess tote bag. I packed her skirts, jumpers, underwear, shoes, socks, pajamas, dolls, pants, and hair accesories. I shoved her ttoth brush in it and dropped it next to mine.

I padded off barefoot to Vera's room, who was still sleep in her crib. I picked up her diaper bag, and shoved everything she'd need in it.

I ook off my night gown. I pulled on a long-sleeved, black, v-neck tee, blue jeans. and black converses. I tied my hair in a messy ponytail, and set at my vanity to write.

Dear Edward,

I am so sorry. I just can't do this anymore. I have Heather and Vera. I don't know when I'll be back. If I will be back. I just don't belong in this eltion ship. I'm sorry.

Yours Truly,

Bella Cullen.

I folded it gently and walked over to Heather's room. I shook her gently. When that didn't seem to work, I settled for taking them in there sleep.

I walked out side, carrying all three bags. I shoved them into the back of the SUV, and I slammed the trunk shut.

''Heather, wake up,'' I said. I shook her gently, and her eyes fluttered open.

''Momma? What's happening,'' she asked. She sat up, her legs dangling ove the side of the bed. She rubbed her eyes sleepily.

''Honey, we are going on a little vacay. Go put on your shoes,'' I murmured as I stalked towards he sister's room. I picked her up, and took her down the ssteps, and into the parlor.

In the parlor, I saw Heather. She was sitting on the floor, putting on her grey boots. I sat Vera Emily in her carrier. I put Heather's grey and pink knit wintercoat, and her matching hat, scarf and gloves on. Vera Emily had the same thing, only in blue and grey. I put on my own jacket, and carried my babies out to the car.

I was gone. And I was never going back.

MPOV-

I was just gettig home from my day at work. Jacob was at his friend Sam Uley's house. Dana was watching Jake Michels.

''Hey, gorgeous,''' came a voice from behind me.

I turned around and whispered,'' D-Dwayne?''

Dwayne Greenwood was my ex-boyfriend. He had pale skin, short blons hair, and blue eyes. He was about 5'7.

''What the hell are you doing here,'' I asked as I cossed my arms.

''I want you back,'' he murmured, tracing a trail from my shoulder to the curve of my elbow with his hands.

''Get away fom me!,'' I spat as I ripped my arm away.

His eyes hardened,'' No!''

He grabbed me by my waist, and forced me into my own house. Once in, he through me, and I landed on the cofee table. I lunged for him as he locked the font door.

He was having none of that. He threw me on the couch, and it fel over. I rolled off of the back of the couch, and he grabbed my hair.

I desperately faught against him as he dragged me upstairs. I screamed as he threw me on the bed. He locked my wrists in his iron grip.

The first thing ot go was my blouse, which he merely tour off of my slender body. He hovered over me.

Tears streamed out my eyes and down my cheeks, and screams rushed past my lips, out of my mouth. I begged for him to stop, but he wouldn't. And I could not have faught back, any how. I was too weak, and my wrists where still in his grasp.

''Dwayne! Stop it! Please, somebody help me!,'' I screamed in agony. All I could feel was the physical pain of murder that was about to be commited..

''You're about the size of someone I know. Wouldn't want you to get blood all over the out fit when I murde you,'' he replied, grinning like the Chesire cat. Sickening,isn't he?

''Stop it! Stop, please! Ahhhhhhh!,'' I begged again.

''Don't worry, honey. I am gonna kill you, but first...I will make you mine,'' he growled.

All I can think of is that I am glad all he has done is kissed my neck, shoulder, cheek, and lips. He hadnt gottne to what he wanted most...and I hoped I would

The next thing I know, the pain around my wrists is gone, and he is on the other side of the room.

''Sam, Embry, Paul...get her to the hospital,'' Jacob orders,Quil. You stay here with me.''

The next I know, I am being cadled against Sam's chest, spilling my tears onto his shirt.

''Paul, get her a towel. She is bleeding,'' he ordered,''Embry, start the car.''

''Bleeding from where,'' Paul asked, already back with a towel.

''Here whole arm,''' Sam murmured. He gently placed the towel to the long jagged gash that had made its home on my arm.

I didn't finish that thought. I heard the calls of my name from Sam and Embry, as I floated into a peacefuld darkness.

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