Steven Moyer from the HBO series True Blood made a comment in a Marie Claire interview, saying that Edward Cullen was "a pu**y!" He then went on to say that "he's the slim fast, diet coke of vampires."
I just thought this was funny, and (*dodges flaming shoes*) kind of true. Don't deny it! Comparatively, Bill Compton is more badass than Edward Cullen. With that said…enjoy this chapter! :)
Chapter 18
EPOV
I had just taken down my fourth mountain lion when Alice came running at me screaming. Grabbing her I know she just had a vision, either that or she officially went crazy. Reading her mind, I see the vision play out before me.
A delivery man is dropping off a package at our house and Bella answers the door. She tells him were to unload it and follows him into the living room. The man bends over to unlatch the box and Bella jumps on his back and bites his neck. He screams but manages to knock her off into the wall. Bella recovers quickly and charges the injured man and latches onto his neck again. It's over, the man slumps down to the ground and moments later, Bella pulls back and falls to her knees. She's crying.
"That can't be right Alice. It doesn't make since." I stuttered.
"This whole pregnancy doesn't make since Edward. Come on, we need to get back immediately!" Alice was still riled up. Of course she was right, never bet against Alice.
"Carlisle! We all need to get back home, Bella's in trouble!" I yelled and ran back to our cars with Alice. Once we piled into the cars, we peeled out. I just hoped that Bella was going to be okay. We got back fairly quickly, the UPS truck was still in the driveway and the front door was open. It was times like these that made me thrilled that we lived out in no man's land.
"Emmett, can you go take care of the truck?" Carlisle directed. We all got out and prepared ourselves for what we would find once inside. Emmett got in the truck and sped off at a maddening speed. Everyone moved forward, but I was rooted in my spot. I wasn't ready to see the manifestation of Alice's vision.
"Come on Son, Bella is going to need your support the most. If she thinks you'll see her in a different light then she could revert back to her former state of mind." Carlisle laid a hand on my shoulder.
"Right, and I don't think any less of her. How could I with what I am?" I walked through the door way, the smell of the man's spilled blood hit me like a ton of bricks.
Stepping in completely, I make my way to the living room where I see the full extent of the damage. The man's neck is grotesquely twisted. His back is curved in such a way, it has to be broken. And lying just to the left of him was Bella. Blood ran down her mouth and her neck. She was holding her knees to her chest, her sobs had quieted down to sniffling cries. Bella had yet to lift her head to acknowledge our presence.
Taking slow steps to her, I bend down and place my hands on her arm, lifting her face to mine. I vaguely hear Carlisle sending out instructions on how to take care of the body. Bella's lips quiver and she speaks.
"Edward. I. I didn't mean…oh God Edward, I'm a monster!" Sobs wracked her body once again. Grabbing her, I pull her into a hug, whispering in her ear.
"No, you're not a monster. You're my sweet and beautiful Bella. It's that damned baby that did this, not you!" I gently rocked her back and forth. "It's going to be okay."
Picking her up, I take her up to her room. Esme's already in there and ran a bath for her. Smiling sympathetically, Esme came up to us.
"I thought Bella might want to take a bath. I brought you some clean clothes Bella." Esme took Bella out of my arms. Bella goes to her silently.
"Thanks Esme, that's really nice of you." I leave to give them some privacy.
BPOV
Edward was so understanding. Way too understanding. I don't know how he can take this so lightly. I killed a man and I wasn't even a vampire. Esme carried me to the bathtub and I couldn't bare to look at someone so kind and so good, when I was the complete opposite.
"You're going to be fine Bella. Here, let's get these bloody clothes off of you." She must have seen me turn my head away in shame because she quickly turns it back.
"Hey. You have nothing to be ashamed of. That wasn't you who killed that man, it was that baby inside of you, we all know that and none of us judge you. How can we when we all have done our fair share of killing? Well with the exception of goody too shoes Carlisle." Esme laughed and I did as well.
"Thanks Esme. It's good to know that you don't think I'm some kind of freak. I think I can take care of this whole bathing thing myself."
"Of course. I'll put some clean clothes on your bed. Just call, or whisper actually, if you need anything." I nodded and she left soon after. Maybe there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Just maybe.
((AN: I figured out how to rectify this whole pregnancy thing that was logical and found a way to use Jacob. I hate Jacob, I really do but I think he'll make an appearance next chapter and don't worry I'll keep my objectivity! So review please?))
