It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are stripped,
long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should love, the other win;

And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows;
let it suffice
What we behold is censured by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight?

~Who ever loved that loved at first sight~
Christopher Marlowe

God and his priests and his kings
all were waiting
all will wait
as it goes over
and between heaven and hell
as it done sin
as it done
over and over over

cold cold
crimson and bare
as I stand
yours completely
yours
as we go over

sing for the lion and lamb
their hearts are hunting
still hunts hope
ever and ever ever

cold cold

god and his priests and his kings
turning faces
even they feel the cold
what you are given can't be forgotten
and never forsaken
what you are given can't be forgotten
and never forsaken
what you are given can't be forgotten
and never forsaken
cold
~Cold~
Aqualung & Lucy Schwartz

For what, Jacobs penis?

Will you shut the fuck up?

"We didn't know if you were going to come back-"

I shook my head. "I promised Bella I would. "

And then I saw her.

She still looked terrible.

What a nice person you are.

Well, it's not like I'm going to say that to her face.

I bit my lip as I looked at the seven pairs of liquid topaz golden eyes that seemed to be staring at me, all vividly beautiful, yet at the same time mesmerising and cool. Edmund looked as if he was constipated, and really - it was getting annoying.

Bella looked up, her brown eyes that usually had complexities that were hard to explain seemed lifeless, dark, purple shadows underneath her eyes as she tried to smile - yet she seemed to tired to even move.

"You came back,"

I nodded, making my way to the couch. "I couldn't leave you alone with these freak's." She chuckled, and I sat down on the velvet couch, sighing as I lowered myself in it's infinite comfort.

She looked to me, her dark eyes swirling with unspoken emotions. "Do you hate me?"

"Why would I hate you?"

The love of your life is in love with her.

This baby could possibly be his.

Your the replacement.

You should hate her.

But I don't.

Does that make me weird?

Yes.

That, and the fact most of your thoughts circle around sex dungeons.

Oh, yeah.

She shrugged. "I don't know."

Lying bitch.

Will you shut up!

I'm you inner thoughts - I'm not the one being a bitch!

I shook my head, changing the conversation.

I couldn't think about it anymore.

I had to be normal for Bella.

"Charlie's doing good by the way."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Really!"

I nodded. "He's a bit, urgh, annoyed that you haven't rung him yet."

Bella smiled, nodding as she wiped away the tears that blurred her vision. "Of course, of course he is! He - Edward, we need to call him!"

"What are we going to say? Your dying?" He asked darkly, and Bella sighed - shaking her head in undying frustration.

"Edward, I - can we just not talk about it. I know what's going to happen, and I'll be fine."

He shook his head, kneeling down next to Bella and I averted my eyes from the private moment - getting off the couch and going over to my dropped duffle bug, running a hand through my hair as Esme led me up the stairs. She opened a door to a pristine room - with hardwood floos and four poster bed made of dark oak wood while dark red veve fabric hung from the poters, tied back by a small black string. There was a small flat screen TV in the corner of the room, just beside a shelft that held photo's and dying flowers while the floor leth windows flooded light through the room.

"This is your room. I'm sorry for the mess-"

My eyes widened. "The mess? Esme, it's clean."

She shook her head, going into the room and she opened the large, floor length window and she smiled. "No ones stayed in here for a while but it's right down the hall from Bella's room, so you'll be really close to her."

I bit my lip, watching as Esme fluttered around the room - chatting away with a broad smile on her oft face while I looked to the floor. "Why aren't you mad at me?"

Her head snapped to mine, and her eyebrows furrowed. "Pardon?"

"I yelled at you - I said your parents were weird," I shook my head, meeting her golden eyes. "I didn't mean to be so horrible. I don't usually nervous breakdowns that often."

Esme smiled, coming over to me while she fidgeted with a huge ring that sat just above her wedding band. "I'm not mad, Anna. Sometimes it's better not to be."

"You have ultimate wisdom." I said, and she smiled.

"If you need anything, just ask."

I nodded. "Got a million dollars?" She smiled, shaking her head as she chuckled, walking out of the room and I bit my lip. "Wasn't joking."

Going back down to the living room, I sat back down on the couch - sighing.

Was there anything to do around here?

I looked to Edmund, who had just sat down and I leant back in the cushion, cocking my brow as I crossed my arms across my chest. "Hey, Edmund, what number am I thinking of?"

He looked to me. "I would tell you if I knew."

"You can't hear me?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing and he shrugged.

"I can, sometimes. It's like your thoughts are in static - sometimes I can hear you and then I can't."

I leant back in the couch, looking to Bella. "Can he hear you?"

She shook her head and I looked back to Edward, smiling. "I don't think your very good, Edmund."

"Edward."

I rolled my eyes, ignoring him. "So, why can't you hear me, Edmund?"

Carlisle sat down on the couch opposite us, smiling. "We believe it is genetic."

"But you can hear Charlie's thoughts, right?"

He nodded, smiling lightly before it was replaced with his grim expression he's adapted to. "Unfortunately."

"Well, maybe we're just damaged." I said, clutching at my knee's. "Or maybe there's a missing link, and we are the evolution of humans. DUN-DUN-DUH!"

Bella laughed. "Do you have to make everything into a cheesy movie?"

"Unfortunately. It's a disease." I said, yawning. "Watch out, it's contagious."

She smiled, before it was ripped from her face and she emptied her stomachs contents and I held her hair back as Edward held the bucket to her mouth, whispering sweet nothings to his sobbing bride and I looked down, shaking my head.

This couldn't go on for too much longer.

It really couldn't.

"Bella, you have to eat something." I said adamantly, and she shook her head - not able to look at the water and sandwich Esme had made. "You need to eat."

She hugged her knees, shaking her head. "No."

"What about the baby?" I said, looking to her stomach. "You need to feed him or her. It's hungry."

She looked up, shaking her head. "I'll just throw it up again."

"Please. Do you want Carlisle to put you on an IV?"

She shook her head, and Carlisle came over with a small measuring tape - asking Rose and I to help her up and she stood up straight - her stomach only slightly swollen.

"An inch increase since 12:00."

"An inch?" I asked, horrified and Carlisle nodded - grimacing.

"The foetus is growing at an alarming rate. If we remove it no-"

I shook my head. "No. She's said no."

Bella nodded, as did Rose. "I've said no, Carlisle. I'm not changing my mind."

Carlisle sighed, nodding. "Just checking."

"Where's Alice?"

Esme sighed. "Jasper and Alice have gone hunting. They need some time, Bella."

Bella nodded, and I narrowed my eyes as I saw Emmett. "Hey, Schwarzenegger, where have you been?"

Emmett smirked. "In your pants."

Rosalie rolled her eyes. "Excuse my husband."

I smirked. "While you were in there, did you see the other vampire that ventured down to my vagina? He's been in there a while."

Emmett laughed, nudging me and I nearly fell to the floor.

I didn't want to get in a fight with him.

Or his Penis.

What is with you and fucking penei?

I don't know.

It's scaring me.

I think Mom dropped me as a child.

I had never seen anything like this.

It had been a week, yet Bella looked like she was almost fully along and not just weeks. She couldn't eat anything, and she had lost most of her body weight already in the short time that she had been pregnant. Her bones seemed like there were going to break out of her thin skin that held her together, while bruises covered her torso. Her stomach was rounded, and protruded off of her small body unnaturally, almost as if she had an eating disorder while pregnant. I dressed her, I bathed her - she could no longer hold herself up for long.

She was dying.

And we could all see it.

"There." I said, smiling as I pulled the shirt over her stomach. "It's good that Rose went and got some maternity clothes. Or we'd be screwed."

Bella smiled, her hands drifting to her swollen and bruised abdomen, cradling it in a soft, maternal way. "He's getting big."

I rolled my eyes. "She."

Rose came into the room, shaking her head as she smiled gleefully. "You two are still arguing about that? You know, it's getting annoying."

I smirked, pulling Bella's hair out of the top and I looked up to Rose. "You know you think it's a girl, Rose. You just won't admit it."

Rose shook her head, smiling. "I'm with Bella. It's going to be a little boy."

I shook my head, disagreeing and Rose lifted Bella up - bridal style - and she carried her down the stairs, and onto the couch - dropping her softly onto the couch and draping a soft blanket over her bloated torso. Running a hand through my hair, I rolled my eyes as I saw Edmund leaning against the glass window - his features distorted in pain.

His hands were rigid, and clenched by his side - frustration radiating from him and I sighed, looking back at Bella.

She missed him.

She yearned for him.

Her hands, oh her shaky hands, had lost all signs of life. Her nails were discoloured, almost yellow, while her knuckles protruded and her veins were prominent.

She had lost all appearance of her humanity.

Edward was by Bella's side in a instant as Rose held her hair back, vile spilling from her lips as she clutched at the bucket - coughing up the rest of the remains of what she was able to stomach. I cringed as I saw her wipe her mouth, her tears no longer leaving her eyes when she vomited - only humiliation, her blush being evidence of that. "Sorry."

"Bell's, don't be sorry."

Bella weakly put her hand on Edmunds cheeks, smiling. "He's hungry."

Edmunds eyes flashed. "It. It's hungry."

"Don't," I hissed, my eyes narrowing. "Don't start, Edmund. Don't."

He shot up, his hands clenched. "It's killing her! Am I the only one that can see that!"

I stood from my chair. "We can all see that, Edward. So can Bella. So just stop."

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" He bellowed, and I pursed my lips.

"Edward..." Bella weakly protested, and I went over there - sitting beside her.

His eyes flashed painfully. "YOU'VE LEFT ME WITH NO CHOICE!"

"Edward, your hurting Bella." Esme said, floating through the room. "Stop."

And then everyone's heads snapped to the door.

Well, the vampires heads.

And then I heard his voice.

Jakes.

"Is that Jacob?" Bella said, elongating her neck to try and see if she could catch a glimpse of him. "Let him in."

Jacob.

I hadn't talked to him in a week.

And it was the worst thing I had ever done.

I hadn't been able to sleep, nor could I keep my food down anymore. Disgusting, I know, but I guess Bella just assumed it was sympathy pain.

I wasn't that sorry for her - I can tell you that.

Being away from Jacob was like not being able to breath, almost like someone had slowly taken away my oxygen supply and was laughing at my pain. It was like being away from the sun, from the water - from everything.

And it was slowly killing me.

I didn't want to see him, to face him after I had ignored him for about a week. After I ahd ignored his constant calls, and his hundreds of text messages and voice mails.

It was killing me. It was killing me.

Rose shook her head. "We don't need that mutt here."

"Rose," I said warningly, the fact that she was calling my Jacob a ... mutt was not the most complimenting word and she scowled.

Bella shook her head, narrowing her eyes. "Why not?" she asked her. "Are we keeping secrets from Jacob, too? What's the point?"

"Is that Anna?"

I cringed, and I heard him burst up the stairs - his eyes widening in confusion as he saw me. I was in his arms in barely a second, the pain that had swelled in my chest and my churning stomach disappeared - the fact that I had missed his warmth, had missed his arms - had missed his face, and his smell.

I had missed everything about him.

But I couldn't.

I wouldn't.

I couldn't kiss his lips - the lips he had kissed Bella with.

And I couldn't love him.

I couldn't love a man that was in love with my cousin.

My best friend.

My feet were off the ground and I tried to be angry with him - I tried to be all dramatic and whimsical and graceful and elegant and dramatic but I couldn't, not when he smelt like freshly mowed grass and the woods.

I couldn't be mad at my Jacob.

He inhaled my scent as he crushed me against his scorching body, and it fit against mine just the way I remembered it. He moved my raven hair out of the way, his lips finding the hallow of my neck as his arms tightened around me. He was murmuring something, and I looked up - biting my lip.

"Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna, My Anna."

Maybe you should stop hugging now.

No.

What about now?

No.

Now?

No.

Really? It's been about five minutes - are you seriously just going to stand there and hug?

Yes.

I mean no.

Yes - I mean yes.

I really need to stop hugging him now, don't I?

Yes.

It's getting weird.

No, it's not - leave me alone.

I succumbed to hugging him, my arms wrapping around him and he let me down on the ground, finally, yet I couldn't help but miss his warmth. I bit my lip, running my hand through my hair as I saw the man that I had not seen in a week.

It had been painful - not seeing him.

I'll admit I wasn't in the best mood to see him, to face him - to question why he never told me about Bella.

But I had missed him.

Oh, how I missed him.

Looks like he missed you too.

Don't make boner jokes.

It's not the time.

"Jake."

He looked to me, his eyebrows furrowing as he shook his head - stepping forward as he pleaded with me with his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Here is another chapter for you all!

HE CAN'T READ HER MIND!

SHOCKER!

I SAID ALL WILL BE REVEALED, DIDN'T I.

WELL, YES I DID.

So what did you guys think of that small bit from the other story I've bee telling you about?

Anways, TILL NEXT TIME!

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I know I said I wasn't doing it anymore, but it's just too fun.

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