Bella gets closer to Renee. Renee tries to piece together what happened to her. Please review! You can also check out my Zombieland fanfiction called Give You Hell. Wichita/Little Rock.

Jessica ' s POV

I was getting really freaked out. Ever since that night I have been afraid of my neighbours, I was constantly looking out my bedroom window in the chance of seeing whatever insanity might be going on.

On this particular evening, Alice joined me in my voyeurism. "I don't know what they're up to in there but I'm going to find out what."

Alice was sitting on my bed with her phone while I came up with my theories. "I think Esme is in love with Bella."

I could not believe or begin to analyze how ridiculous what she said was. I turned to her, "Gross! One weird theory at a time!"

"It makes sense. It explains why she's so obsessed with her."

"She flew up in the air! She's obviously some kind of scientific anomaly! And no, I still don't believe that Renee was possessed. Maybe they're like super human or aliens..."

"You believe aliens or mutants but not something supernatural?" Alice rudely interupted.

"I'm thinking realistically. All we saw was Evelyn taking them in her car!"

"That doesn't mean anything. They're just humans like you and me."

"As if", I scoffed. I hadn't forgotten about Bella biting me, jumping at me, practically flying in mid air at me. Something was screwy with this mother and daughter and I was getting to the bottom of it.

I noticed a woman standing in their backyard; she seemed more interested in them than I did. When I alerted Alice about her though, she had vanished and Alice made fun of me for being paranoid.

Renee's POV

I did what I could to make up for lost time, figure out things. Bella had been the best, closer than she had been in years; she even gave me a back rub which I guess wasn't really that strange. But I wasn't well, I needed to do something about whatever had come over me and until I do I have to watch myself around Bella. I couldn't even imagine doing any of what was written in such graphic detail; was I suffering from fever dreams during my sickness? This would explain the last few things I remembered. I needed a therapist, anyone who would listen but I couldn't risk being that open with anyone about such dark and disturbing fantasies. Could I secretly, deep down want to be with her? This young woman I knew most of her short life? I shuddered at the thought. I had such a hard time remembering anything besides dreams. I just remembered driving and then out of nowhere a dark sinking feeling. I guess I must have passed out; I didn't damage the vehicle though.

Bella was cooking and cleaning, she was always way more responsible than I ever was but still there was some change in her too. She acted all shy at first but now seemed happy as could be like she was hiding something; she was treated so badly in her old school that it scarred her but she seemed to straighten up and move on after I took her to that lady therapist. Her behaviour seemed a little like back then when she pretended everything was normal, it took me longer than it should have to notice something was off and confronted her about it; that's when I really felt like a parent. She was a lovely girl no matter how much she cut herself down and she was better than those stuck up little skanks back home.

I wanted to sit down with her and ask her if she was hiding anything else but I was afraid, afraid she would tell me something I didn't want to hear. What if I really was some monster, an alcoholic pervert. My old band mates would laugh if I told them I lost my mind since I was considered the calm and collective one of the group and far from the party animals they were. While Bella was in school I opened up the document again, not to read but delete and start my book without all this smut. But my sick, sick curiosity told me to read through everything I skipped over.

She listened to my every word. I easily dominated her. She was was young and helpless.

I couldn't believe I had it in me to write something so cruel. I wanted to stop reading right there but I kept on.

I forced my tongue into that pretty mouth, I enjoyed every passing second of both our tongues meeting and dancing together. It was beautiful.

I wanted to gag.

I presented my bare breasts to the wide eyed girl. Bella was watering at the mouth. She wanted me.

Bella would never! That's absolutely disgusting! I had written some kind of 50 Shades of Grey fanfiction about Bella and me!

I found myself aroused as she glided her tongue over them. Frenching my tits like a good girl. Our eyes met. Those dark chocolate eyes of hers made me melt.

...

I grabbed her tight ass.

...

She grabbed mine eagerly, the little devil.

I lost all train of thought. Did...Did I like this? I found myself picturing this dirty act happening as if it did. Shoving my girls into Bella's face and her loving it, licking them and sucking on them. I...I felt so strange. Did I dare read any further?

Esme's POV

Bella needed me. I didn't trust Renee, even though it appeared as though she was succubus free she could easily be faking and Evelyn failed. Bella needed to live with me, it was clear to me now. This beautiful young woman under my roof. I could guide her and teach her. Now that my girls knew the truth, whether they accepted it or not I had to make sure they were ready to fight against whatever evil in this town might be left.

Bella though, had this energy about her, something I found myself drawn to. She may look like some weak and Frail girl but she was stronger than she looked. I just knew it. She had a destiny and I believe I was meant to train her for it.

I waited for her to walk home from school, I didn't want to scare her. I saw her walking up the side walk with her rather large backpack on. I timed it just right, cutting in front of her to get her attention. "Bella, hey!" She walked around me, not even a look or any sign that she knew I was there. I ran up to her, trying to keep up with her as she walked up her front steps. "I thought maybe you could come over. I can make tea."

She looked up at me and frowned, "What?"

"I just thought that maybe you and I could sit down and talk about things. You went through a lot."

"Yes. I did. You want to be best friends now or something?"

"Bella, what's gotten into you?"

She laughed and shook her head, "You wanted me to kill her."

"I was worried about you. I worry about you, Bella."

"The only one who even helped me. Saved me and Renee was Evelyn."

This hurt, "Hey...I...helped."

"Doesn't matter. What's done is done."

"Bella, I really want you to live with me."

"What?"

"I still don't trust Renee. I believe I'm still meant to help you. I could be like..."

"A mom? I already got one. Go screw up your own family, Esme. Kindly fuck off." With that politely said insult she shut the door on me. She was like a different person which was really unsettling. Does this mean I should go see Evelyn doe help? Maybe not just yet.

Renee's POV

I couldn't believe how much I got sucked into this filth, I felt so guilty but I kept reading. I scrolled and scrolled until the last word. I had to give my head a shake, I needed a dose of reality.

"Hi, Mom!" I heard Bella call from downstairs.

"Bells, I'll be down in a minute!" I knew I should have deleted it. I had to. No one could know about this. I realized I hadn't finished reading after all. I scrolled. Blank page. Ok so nothing else I could just move on. No more blank pages. Did I leave myself a secret message? At the very bottom of the last page on the very last line:

Hello, Renee. You think this is something? Watch the video.

There was a video? Of what? I closed the document and searched my computer, hoping it was just some sick joke on myself. I found it. A file folder named: Renee's Video Diary. I never had a video diary before, I didn't blog or vlog or any of that. I could feel chills, I wasn't sure I could bring myself to watch it, whatever it could be.

"Mom?"

"Coming!"

I shut down the computer and gave my psyche a rest. I needed to cleanse myself and forget about everything. Bella prepared dinner which I really should have done to thank her but she insisted.

"Did you want to watch the next part of Gilmore Girls?" She asked.

"Only if you want to," I smiled, "I know you don't really like it."

"Actually, there might be something I missed from the orginal show." Could it be that she saw something in the mother/daughter team in us? That would be interesting.

We sat down on the couch with our bowls of spaghetti and watched the show. I felt compelled to ask her about her date with that boy, she was so quiet about what happened. "So what happened on your date?"

"Nothing really...," she seemed disappointed.

"He didn't pressure you into anything did he?"

"No. Nothing happened. I'm not ready. Do you think you could teach me?"

"Teach you?" I wasn't sure what she could possibly mean by that.

"For when I'm ready. I don't want to look inexperienced. "

"I understand. Of course I can." We shared a smile.

We got back into the show when Bella laughed out of nowhere and said, "You want to hear something funny? The movie we were watching had this older woman and a young girl we both thought was her daughter but then they started making out."

"Close family," I laughed awkwardly.

"They were as close as Rory and Loreilai."

"That's pretty close."

"Could you imagine if that happened in this show?"

"That would certainly be shocking."

"Yeah like that's how they decide to end this."

"Well you probably couldn't get away with that on TV."

"Which is why it's on Netflix?" Bella raised an eyebrow.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see..." I found myself looking at Bella more than the screen. I don't know why she would bring up incest. She looked normal on the surface but could she still be troubled by something? I had to make sure everything would return to normal around here. Bella fell asleep in my arms, I passed out too. I swore she whispered into my ear and said, "We're not like other people."

What's on the video? What's wrong with Bella? Will Esme be meddling? Who else is spying? Find out soon!