Chapter Six

She sat on an old matteress, clad in no pants but a too-small white shirt, it risen above her enlarged stomach. Being eight and a half months pregnant, Bella had transformed into super mom-mode. Jasper, seeing her pale face and sick coughs at night when they slept, shrunk into himself. He was very quiet, trying to savor her smiles, as he knew they would leave him soon.

Monique, hearing their story countless times outside and now inside, knew of both their pain. She sat on the bed with her, letting her massage her scalp and braid her washed hair. She had earned a good friend in Bella, and was very scared to see her go very soon.

The small TV that many memories Jasper and Bella shared in front of it - her protelling her love to Edward, tears, hugs, laughter, her first intercourse-induced orgasm - played a small blonde-haired girl, singing sixty-sounding songs, with quite a lot of static.

"One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small.
And the ones that mother gives you,
Don't do anything at all.
Go ask Alice,
When she's ten feet tall."

Across the room, charming blue eyes met deep brown ones, and he crawled to her. Interlocking fingers, she whispered, "She loves you. I know it."

Monique, knowing exactly what they were speaking of, stared into the eyes of the only two people she loved. She needed them to survive and get out.

"Stop it. We need to plan."

Jasper let out a low growl. He was tired of hearing her attempts to get them to leave. He already had his plan, once Bella died, he would follow her, and he didn't want to push Bella to her breaking point.

"Monique -"

Bella cut him off, smiling at the girl. "Please share."

Monique leaned into the poor girl, whispering her plan. When she finished, Bella's cheeks were flushed tickle-me-pink and her eyes had widened.

"Jasper, I think this girl has a plan worth considering."

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Hidden in a pile of pictures of his beloved Rosalie was the picture that Emmett had found of Bella and a little bundle. Everyday, he looked at it and cursed every god that every religion believed in.

Why am I the one to find this?, he would ask himself. He knew he could not tell Edward, but seeing him in such a depression, he felt like he needed to.

"Emmett! We're leaving, lets go!"

Jogging down the stairs with all his football gear, he kissed his mother on the cheek and followed Edward and Alice to the silver Volvo.

Taking the back seat, Alice flipped on some pop channel, Edward maneured to the only high school in Forks, and Emmett flipped open his cell to see a text from Rose.

Out today. Jasper's parents are being quite the mess and I'm to watch them.

He quickly sent a text back as they arrived at the school. Being the Cullen kids, everyone knew them to be reserved. Emmett had Rosalie, Alice had whoever she wanted at that moment, and Edward had his grand piano in the band room.

Being trapped in his thoughts, Emmett realized that he was alone. Looking to the left, he saw Alice lip-locking with a guy with straight blonde hair, his hand under the back of her skirt. He'll beat him later. To the right was a sight that made Emmett gasp.

Edward, always the gentleman, was picking up books for a girl, a year younger. She had long, wavy, sandy blonde hair that fell around her shoulders. With no make-up on, her blue eyes shined. She smiled, perfect white teeth, at his brother, and finally, Edward smiled. And it reached his green eyes.

Rosie, Edward has just smiled. At a girl.

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Her name was Kate. After that first day, she was seen everywhere with Edward. Not noticing her before, he definitely noticed her now.

They weren't romantic, just two friends in hope of making each other smile.

After a while, Edward told her all about Bella - their story, his love, his grief. As he cryed, she held him tightly to her bossom. She told him of her love, the poor man who broke her gentle, pink heart.

Kate was a skinny little girl, able to fit into tights and tutus. She was a ballerina, and she traveled to Seattle every other weekend to put on shows. They had a free period together, and they liked to go to the empty music room, her dancing and him playing to her.

They looked quite smitten. She quieted his sobbs, and he made her blue eyes shine.

And so, Emmett had no reason to show him a picture of a girl who he used to love.

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One night, in the middle of a quiet forest, the screaming started. Jasper roused himself up, and Caius, mask in place, ran into the room, ready to yell. Except, he couldn't.

It was time.

It the shadows, a young blonde grinned like the Chesire Cat.

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Edward was a virgin. When he was fifteen, he told himself he wanted to wait for Bella came back. Also two and a half years later, he's not so sure.

He knew Kate wasn't a virgin. Obviously his brother and sister weren't. He wanted to know what it felt like.

And most of all, he was so tired of mourning over Bella.

He picked up his phone and sent her a quick text.

Do you think I'm hot?

Waking up the next morning, he found his phone blank. Sighing, he traveled into the shower and breathing in the hot steam.

Across, a petite girl smiled at her phone and replied, Yess.

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Everyone knew Kate was beautiful. Everyone knew Edward was beautiful.

They would never have guessed how beautiful they looked bare.

After proposing the idea to Kate at the local diner, they made plans to go to Seattle for Kate's performance and then do the deed.

Edward was jittery all week.

In the car, they laughed and teased, acting like normal teenagers. Kate looked beautiful in her costume and the lights shining down on her. His eyes never left her, dancing around in a white swan costume.

He was hoping for the most perfect night of his life, but maybe not in the ways that it became.

After her performance, he went backstage to see her. His voice was locked away in his throat and he was shaking. He blamed it on their acts soon, but he knew it wasn't that. Opening the door, he saw something that made his heart stop.

A tall, curly haired brunette was kissing Kate. Opening her calm blue eyes, he saw the wave of emotions in her eyes, the color of the ocean before a storm.

"Edward! You won't believe this!"

He turned around and smiled at the boy. He had a perfect smile and looked like he worked out a lot. Sticking out his hand, Edward nodded at him and shook.

"Garrett."

Oh, this is the man Kate loved.

"Edward."

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Alice woke up with a shake, screaming at the top of her lungs. James groaned from next to her, trying to pull her down next to him.

Snuggling into his bare chest, she thought over her dream. She was locked away in a dirty, log cabin and there was little light shining in from the cracks in the walls. On the bed with her was a pistol. In the corner was two people. One was pregnant, and the other was shaking. Bella's eyes connecting with hers, and she whispered,

"Alice, I'm coming home."

Suddenly, there was a banging on the door. Petrified, she picked up the gun and put it to her temple. She heard Jasper scream her name.

As a huge man ran into the room, she let go of the triger.

"Off with her head."

I don't really know where all that came from. See you all later, send me reviews please.