Bella has an adopted child in this! Bella is human, Edward is a vampire!

Listen to Shamandalie by Sonata Arctica, thats what I listened to while writting this. :)

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~~Love You Like I Do Chapter 1~~

Bpov.

“Mommy, how much further?” Viktor asked me gently, stumbling slightly as I walked, I slowed down to make sure he did not fall. His little hand almost pebble sized in mine. The sounds of his feet on the ground were soft pats, and he watched his steps, entranced with his feet.

Viktor was my adopted son, he was only 4, I had known him since he was 2, and he had accepted me as his mother quite quickly and almost always refused to leave my side, crying whenever I would take him to a daycare, but he soon got over that when he made his friends. But he and I had time to spend together for an entire 2 months, I had saved enough money to take a vacation for that long and be able to pay my bills.

Viktor had black hair, with bright blue eyes and a healthy pink color for skin, his cheeks currently almost red with cold and his nose as well.

I stopped walking and crouched in front of him, smiling into his eyes as he shivered, I picked him up into my arms, he was so tiny and snuggly, I wanted to squish him tightly forever and ever. I held him easily, letting him tuck his face into my neck for warmth as we walked in the dark towards the apartment. We had been going for a walk.

I made it safely to the apartment and I quickly turned on the fireplace, sighing as the warmth radiated, the apartment was huge despite what people would think, it was more of an apartment/house, see, it was in a building, but it had 2 floors, I went up the stairs and lay Viktor down on his navy blue bed.

He was breathing easily and sleeping already, I quickly took his shoes off and I took off his clothing, changing him into his Pj’s and smiling when he started murmuring about the cats with post-its on there faces.

I turned on his blue light and I left the door open only by a creak, quickly running downstairs and getting myself wine, then turning on my laptop and turning on the song Shamandalie by Sonata Arctica.

I signed onto MSN and I saw that Edward was online.

Edward was a man I had met online, I saw only one picture of him which he sent me, and he was absolutely gorgeous, but despite that he was one of the most down to earth men I had ever chatted with, with the sweetest personality I had ever known.

I smiled as he messaged me. It said: It seems that you wish to torture me, why do you leave for such long periods of time and leave me in desperation?

I smirked and through the window in front of me I saw a light get turned on and the silhouette of a man sit down, I smiled, everyone seemed to be peaceful tonight.

I typed back: Sorry, Viktor wanted to eat something. I wanted to take a walk with him anyway; he spent the whole day sleeping.

And it was true, since last night he and I were to busy fooling around and having a small food fight, I had to clean it up of course, but he demanded to help, saying, “Mommy! I have to help! This is to much for Mommy to do!” I just smiled and kissed his cheek.

Edward typed back really fast, but I was used to that.

He wrote: Well, in that case I guess it’s fine. He paused writing then continued: Anyway, how was your day? What did you do?

I typed back after thinking: Nothing much, I cleaned a bit, I cooked, and then I went out. You?

Edward wrote back after 3 seconds: I thought of you… and where you were, and what you were doing… and why you refuse to meet me…

I rolled my eyes in slight annoyance, he always did this to me: I refuse to meet you because I do not know you.

Edward typed: Yes… but I still think of a day where I might meet you, I fear you will lose your password to this site and I will never talk to you again, then what shall I do?

I wrote after chuckling: Ha, if that ever happens you forget about me, and that’s funny…

He wrote: I was not joking.

After that we talked of silly things, like why it was that kids behaved badly, he said it was just their curiosity as to what the reactions will be of their parents if they anger them, but I refused to go along with this, telling him the Viktor NEVER angered me, and if he ever tried I would not yell at him, if not I would hug him.

Soon, I found that it was getting late, 4 in the morning late, but then I heard a noise, outside my door, it was a slow creaking, as if someone was rocking back and forth on their heels, then on the balls of their feet. I ignored it at first, telling him their was a noise outside my door.

He told me to make sure my door was locked, and I as always I did not heed his advice, telling him that nothing could happen.

But soon, after a few minutes the noise came back again, I started to get frightened so I told him to hold on, that I was going to check what it was.

Now, you must understand, I am a very paranoid person sometimes, so immediately I grabbed a knife, just as the creaking noise increased. I picked out the sharpest and largest knife and I held it tightly in my right hand walking silently to my door, luckily my floors did not creak, that was why it always frightened me whenever there was a noise, because I knew it was not from my apartment.

I had a lot of safety procedures in my home, I always told Viktor, everyday until he one day he said “Mommy, I know,”

The rules were, if there was ever a fire, he was to go down the stairs and run out the door and not go to me, that was very important, and if he could not get to the stairs - to go to his window, pull down the stairs (I installed them there for his safety, they were easy to just crank down) and go down them, CAREFULLY.

The third was, that if there were ever to be a struggle, he would take the phone and dial 911 or the number on the back of the phone, which of course Edward had given me incase anything happened, he said he would be able to know where I was, and I asked him how, but he refused to tell me.

You are probably wondering how I could trust someone to go as far as to put there number on the back of my phone, but… I just… did. I never called him of course, but… he was the only person I could think of that I would call incase of an emergency, Dad was all the way in NYC, and Renee in Florida, and my friends were always away.

As I walked to the door I slowed my steps, staring at the crack between the door and the floor, seeing that there was a shadow there, moving?

I slowly pushed my body against the door, my heart was beating vibrantly now, it moved my body with it and my lips parted, as I could no longer breathe just through my nose without huffing and puffing.

I thought for just a moment to look through the eyehole but decided against it, that was what they always did in the horror movie’s that was exactly how the girl ended up dead…

I decided to rather talk, I took a deep breath, pressed my ear to the door and spoke, “Is anyone there?” My voice was not weak and frail… I was happy about that, but the fear was still in me.

I heard a loud breathing, raspy and slick, I couldn’t bare it, I looked through the eyehole slowly, making sure to rise on my toes.

I saw a man, with sharp blonde hair and eyes staring right back at me, his lips pulled into a sinister smile, his teeth shining ever so slightly, his eyes knowing of something I didn’t, and his body frozen like a mannequin.

“What do you want?” I asked him, my hand tightening around the knife.

He shut his eyes slowly and opened them again, sighing and grabbing hold of the doorknob.

Without a second thought I was running, I was grabbing the laptop and typing as fast as I could: Someone is outside my house.

I kept my eyes trained on the door as I wrote, looking to where Viktor slept, I grabbed hold of the phone and pressed the first few digits of Edward’s number instead of 9-11, how stupid right?

I did not press the last number, but I ran around the house silently, shutting off all the lights and closing the door to Viktor’s room, locking it and sitting silently at the top of the stairs, noticing that across the street the man was now pacing, his silhouette then stilled and he was gone.

Edward wrote back to me: Get out! NOW!

I quickly ran upstairs without writing and unlocked Viktor’s room, grabbing his coat and putting it on him, I realized quickly how hard my heart was beating, and that I had a knife and a phone in the same hand, I dropped them onto the bed hastily and I went to the window, cranking the stairs so that they would come down.

When they were fully downstairs I grabbed my cell phone and turned.

Long pale fingers wrapped around my throat and I gasped, choking as I did so, almost choking on my own saliva too.

The red eyes, so crimson and evil smiled at me more then the grin this beautiful man had sprawled across his face like the sun against the sky. He looked like an angel, but with the smile of a demon.

I clutched at his wrist and writhed furiously as he pressed me against a wall and looked to the window, frowning and then looking back at my wriggling figure, his voice flowed easily, like he was talking about bagels, “It’s such a shame. Someone so pretty and strong willed, can be broken so easily.” He shrugged nonchalantly and his fist balled and struck me sharply in the guts.

I felt the air get knocked out of me before I crumpled to the ground, but when I fell I landed on my knees, gasping at the sweet air and keeping the tears in my eyes, I held onto my stomach and my throat, looking to the man who was stalking around Viktor who slept soundly still, his little chest rising and falling with his breathing.

I somehow found the will to speak, “Please don’t hurt him… Please. He’s just a baby-

“You do not speak until I tell you, is that understood?” The blonde Arc angel spoke, his eyes patient, but his body said the opposite, he kept tapping his foot restlessly, and he kept looking at the door, as if someone was going to come in here.

“Why are you doing-

Somehow, I do not know how, but before I could finish my question he had slapped me sharply in the face, open palmed on the cheek. I felt the blood build in my mouth as I bit my cheek mistakenly and fell back, Viktor’s lamp crashed to the ground and he awoke.

His eyes were already filled with tears, not from what was happening but because he had been awoken, he did not realize until I whimpered what was happening.

“Mommy?” He asked, staring at my huddled figure in the corner of the room, at my long legs as they shook and trembled. He looked to the Arc angel and gasped, he ran to me and wrapped his arms around me, his tiny little weak arms, “Mommy, why are you upset? Who is he?”

“Shh…” I whispered softly, my lip now red with blood.

It funny, in movie’s if this were to happen, the mother would always be rational for some reason, she would attack, or do something to distract the attacker, but in real life it was the complete opposite, you feel helpless, and your mind is only focused on causing yourself as little pain as possible, and as I looked into Viktor’s blue eyes, I saw my bloodied face and I knew that what I was doing was right in a way, I was trying to follow the rules to not only protect him, but protect him, by protecting me.

A roar split the room and two white figures blurred violently, I felt a scream explode through my mouth and I grabbed Viktor tightly to my chest, hiding my face in his hair as he hid his face in my neck.

I heard the two figures crashing like tornado’s I heard a velvet voice mutter a calm, “Don’t go near her, James. Don’t you dare lay a hand on her again!”

When I looked up I saw the man, James, leap out Viktor’s window, and disappear.

I still believe I must have been in shock, because it was just something that did not happen, it was something that seemed so much like a dream that it was hysterical, and a small chuckle escaped my lips, and I whispered a soft, “He just jumped out of a freakin’ window…” and a small chuckle escaped my bloody lips again, and I knew the blood was smeared over my neck, and now on Viktor’s face, he was sobbing hysterically, his fist clenched into my night gown, which was quite short. The cries broke through his chest and he was struggling to breathe.

Then, the velvet voice came again, “Its okay, I wont hurt you.” I looked to the sound of the close voice and saw that topaz eyes intrigued by me and hypnotized yet mysterious and controlling, so many emotions swirled in the honey colored eyes, so many beautiful things and scary things, like a hunger it seemed. And sadly, I did not get to see his entire face, but if I did, I would’ve known exactly who he was.

“Who are you?” I asked softly, then, before I could think, my eyes rolled and I leaned forward weakly, then back, then forward and finally slumping, with Viktor in my arms, into the chest of the man.

Then I do not remember anything other then the sound of 2 men’s voices, one velvet, and one calm and sure. Then wind, cold, then silence and dreams.

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