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Chapter 18

Bella P.o.v.

I hummed in the back of my throat. My muscles were so relaxed that I was wondering if I could move. There was some residual soreness from our long night of passion. My body was rising and falling from my place on top of Jasper. What a wonderful way to wake up.

I rubbed my face against his smooth chest, it's was a catlike behavior. His arms tightened briefly from their resting place around my waist. I turned my head and settled my chin over where his heart was. He gazed back at me with a sexy grin.

"Good morning" I chirped in a perky manner. "You mean good afternoon." He stated smugly. His words were edging on cocky. He had good reason, he was my own personal god of love. My thoughts were getting down right cheesy. I felt like a dork albeit a happy one.

I sat up slowly, straddling the blond vampire. His eyes were transfixed on me as my back and abs were stretched. "Bella." Jasper moaned out my name announcing every syllable.

What I hoped was a seductive grin came onto my face. I wiggled in place, feeling Jasper's pleased reaction. I really could get used to this wanton emotion. He shifted under me, slipping inside my body. The full feeling of him relieved a deep ache of mine. His hips twirled upwards on my every down stroke. It wasn't long before we found our amazing end.

Our day passed too quickly for my taste. On the bright side we had christened a few places on the island, celebrating our engagement. Though being honest we would have done it anyway. We took that joint bath together, that would have to be repeated. My fantasy from yesterday had been fulfilled but at the end of our day we just laid together.

One week later.

I was dazed and not in a good way. My vision was blurry. All I could see were colors. Red and white to be exact. My stomach felt empty. Insane laughter sounded in my ears as a warm thick fluid poured down my front from my lower stomach. A child was crying out, when suddenly the cry was cut off with a sickening crack.

A startled breath escaped my lungs. It had only been a dream. An entirely too vivid nightmare. Though I didn't know why I was having this dream for the second time this week. Jasper's hands rubbed circles on my back, relaxing my tensed muscles.

My body felt off, different from what was normal. I didn't mention it to Jasper, I didn't want to worry him. We got up and dressed for the day. My stomach gave a loud grumble. I blushed at the reaction of my intense hunger. It wasn't always so loud. Jasper laughed at me, did he have to find amusement in that.

He ran off to catch me something to eat. Before landing on this island I had never eaten so much fish. I imagine if Charlie knew how good Jasper was at catching fish, he would love him. Then again he probably wouldn't believe me if I told him his future son-in-law could kill a great white shark with his bare hands. At least not without proof.

I watched Jasper gut the fish, I had seen it before but this time the smell got to me. I ran up to the ocean and vomited, I had just barely made it in time. Jasper was beside me in the blink of an eye. He carried me into the cabin and set me onto our bed.

I felt fine again. In fact I was starving. "Can you get me some bananas?" I asked. Jasper gave me a blank stare. "Bella, you were just sick." He spoke incredulous. "I'm fine now, just hungry." He took my word for it and left. Fifteen minutes later I had devoured a half a dozen bananas. The were so delicious.

My blond fiancé gave me an odd look. I suppose it was odd for me to eat so many at one time. Despite Jasper's protest I went back outside and laid in the sun. I was a little cold.

The heat seemed to suddenly intensify a half an hour later, so I got up to go back inside the cabin. My blood rushed to my head making me lightheaded. Dark spots danced in front of my eyes. A pair of arms caught me as I was falling to the ground.

Before I knew it I was again laid on the bed. I pouted up at Jasper. "Oh no, don't try that look, you are staying in bed, clearly your not well." He spoke in a stern voice. The rest of the day was spent inside. Jasper made me drink a ton of water and I ended up eating more bananas. Earlier I had almost thrown up at the smell of apples. Which was my favorite fruit to eat.

Jasper kept an eye on me the next day. He was paranoid, I felt fine. The only thing that seemed to stick was my craving for bananas. Jasper had to be a smart aleck by joking that bananas was the food of crazy people. I threw one of my peels at him, my aim was pitiful so naturally I missed.

He was making a lobster for my lunch. It smelt so good that my mouth was watering. A problem came up after a few bites into my meal. Once again I was sick. I was frustrated to the extent that I wanted to scream. Did I have a sickness that limited me to only eating bananas? The idea was ludicrous.

I refused Jasper's plea for me to get out of the sun. "Bella, something is wrong, you should rest." I knew Jasper only insisted so strongly because of his worry. "I am not…" My voice cut out in fear, throat closing up. Something had just moved inside of me.