So, I was writing LNE today, with no intention of doing a prompt today because I couldn't think of anything…. And then this ridiculous thing came to me. It's not very good, and very rushed… but once again, it's writing.

Penname: kyla713

Creative Original or Derivative Fiction: Derivative
Rating/Warning(s): M
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Prompt: Imagined Image: She's the best potioner in the city, or so you've heard. Love potions. Revenge potions. Energizing potions. Baldness potions (giving or curing). So you've come for a potion. The potioner listens to your request, asks a few questions and then with a secret smile and a little laugh says, "I have just what you need." She goes to her workroom in the back and returns in a bit with a bottle. You take it home. What happens next?

He'd been my deepest desire since high school and every day for those four years, I'd watched him walk by me without even a passing glance. I'd gone away for college, hoping the distance would help me finally get over him, but nothing had worked.

And now, I'd returned home after another four long years to learn that, after a one night stand, Jessica Stanley was now seven months pregnant with what she claimed was his baby.

I actually cried when Alice told me the news. She'd known for years about the irrational depth of my feelings for her cousin, constantly telling me I could do so much better. As much as she loved him, she considered him a complete douchebag when it came to women. Yet, she knew that this one stung.

This pregnancy had been a wake-up call for him, flashing before his eyes the consequences of his actions and thrusting him into responsible adulthood overnight. While he had no romantic feelings for Jessica, he was stepping up and doing the right thing, at least by his child.

But why her?

No one could ever want him as much as I did, of that much I was certain. However, seeing Jessica sitting with Lauren as I was passing the small coffee shop with Alice caused my fists to clench and my skin to crawl. Her eyes caught mine, smirking at me as her hand ran along her extremely swollen stomach.

"God, what are we, back in high school?" I mumbled to Alice as I rolled my eyes. "I bet the baby isn't even his."

"Well, there is a way to find out," she replied deviously, the smile that graced her features whenever she was up to no good appearing suddenly.

She took my hand as I looked at her skeptically, leading me to a dark, deserted alley a few blocks down. I swallowed nervously as she pulled me along behind her until we came to a dark blue door at the very end.

The chime bell rang above the door and an oddly dressed woman turned to face us as we entered. Rings of all different shapes and colors adorned her fingers as they lightly ghosted over the variety of bottles on the shelves.

"This is Madame Weber. She is supposed to be the best potioner anywhere. If there is any way to find out the truth about the baby's daddy, this would be it," Alice announced proudly.

"Oh no, Alice. There is no way. I'll wait for the DNA test, I'm not going to poison Jessica," I hissed and began walking out.

"I do not brew poisons unless specifically requested to," the potioner called out to me and I turned my head. "Please, come and sit down. Tell me what you seek."

My jaw tightened as I glared at Alice, who merely gazed at me and nodded toward the potioner. I sighed heavily and sat down in annoyance.

"Ok, here goes. I've had this… thing for this guy for a very long time. And he doesn't like me, you know, that's fine," I said hurriedly with a shrug. "But now this girl, who was my worst fucking nightmare in school, is pregnant. She claims it's his, but I just have a weird feeling. Even if I'd never have a chance with him, he still doesn't deserve to get played."

"So you would like a way to find out if this girl is actually with his child," she asked softly with a gentle lilt of her head.

I glanced over to Alice, who simply waved me on. "I… guess."

"But not in a way that would negatively affect her or her baby," she continued in the same tender tone.

"Of course not!" I exclaimed loudly, standing up abruptly. "I may not like her, but the baby didn't do anything."

Madame Weber never flinched, only smiled, and gave a soft chuckle. "I have just what you need."

She stood without another word and disappeared behind a curtained doorway.

I shook my head and turned back to Alice. "Come on, Alice. This is ridiculous. Let's just get out of here."

Alice pretended as if she hadn't heard me and smirked as Madame Weber returned with a tiny bottle in her hand, and set it in front of me on the table.

"I assure you, no harm would come to this Jessica or the child," she said as she moved around the table. "But I must warn you, do not use this potion unless you are absolutely certain you can handle the effects of it. For it does not only affect whom ingests it."

"Thank you," Alice said and took the bottle from the table and tossed the payment for it on the table. "Come on, Bella, let's go."

The potioner's eyes never left me as we walked toward the door, and secret knowledge they seemed to hold unnerved me.

"Don't you get it? It's a truth potion. We've already seen her at the coffee shop. It's perfect," Alice said, linking her arm with mine and walking me back toward the street.

"Alice please, there is no such thing. I'd really just like to go home, and watch tv with my tub of ice cream."

"You will do no such thing," she retorted, placing the bottle in my hand as we came upon the coffee shop. "I'm gonna distract her, and you're gonna slip a couple of drops into her tea. Do you want to see my cousin get strung along anymore, if that's the case?"

"Well, no…"

"Alright then, let's go," she said, taking my hand and tugging me through the door.

In classic Alice fashion, within seconds she was able to completely distract both Jessica and Lauren. However, as I tipped the bottle toward her cup, someone knocked into the back of my chair as they passed, causing more than I had intended to pour into the tea. Moving my hand over the table to 'accidentally' spill it, Jessica looked over at me, her eyes running the length of me disgustedly.

"What are you doing?" she asked snidely, pulling her cup to her. "Jealous much, Bella? But must we get petty?"

I scoffed a laugh, shaking my head, and watched as she lifted the mug to her lips and took a sip.

"Oh, god, this pregnancy is a pain in the ass. Everything I have tastes like shit!" Jessica exclaimed after a moment, throwing the cup aside, where it shattered on the floor. "Tyler, can't you make anything decent."

Everyone's eyes were now on Jessica, standing up in the middle of the shop.

"Jessica, maybe you should just sit down," I said quietly, tugging gently on her arm. "Edward is going to think you're going into labor or something with you screaming like a banshee like that."

"Eh, who fucking cares about him," Jessica grumbled, waving me off.

"Um, maybe you should since you're having his kid?" I retorted, hoping silently that she would take the bait.

"Are you fucking kidding me, he passed out after I gave him head at New Year's," she snapped back and then her eyes went wide as the entire place fell silent, every eye on her now, including Edward's.

"Say what?!" he exclaimed, staring at her in disbelief.

"You passed out, so I went to your brother," she answered and then slapped her hand over her mouth.

"Excuse me?!" a voice wailed from down the counter, where an enraged Rosalie Hale stood, glaring down at us.

"Oh tone it down, Barbie. He turned me down, but seriously, that ain't much to brag about. We know who inherited the jewels in the family, and even that is pretty meh," Jessica spun to yell at Rosalie and her eyes widened more.

I looked over to Alice and shook my head, seeing her eyes twinkling. This was way more than we had bargained for, and we were in way over our heads.

"So who is the father?" Alice asked, with her arms folded over her chest. "Now that my cousin is in the clear… well, now both of them."

"How the hell should I know? I was just trying to have a baby," she said and her jaw dropped.

"Then why not just, I don't know… get a boyfriend?" Alice retorted.

"Because I'm a lesbian!" Jessica announced loudly and slapped both her hands over her mouth.

A collective gasp sounded throughout the room, and Emmett stood up at the end of the counter. "I knew it!"

"Jessica!" Lauren exclaimed with her hands on her hips.

"Oh please, we've been fucking since eleventh grade, you think no one would ever notice?" Jessica scoffed and then looked at me. "But at least I'm not a virgin."

My jaw dropped and I felt a blush come over my face, as every eye in the room now landed on me.

Guess you really should be careful what you ask for.

So like I said, not all that good. Definitely not one of my best. But keeps me writing. Now off to hopefully finish the LNE chapter tonight… (if I said this yesterday too, sorry. :( )