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Chapter 1: The Other Girl
"It's okay my little nudger. You're going to be okay," I rubbed my growing belly in a soothing way. I bit back a groan when I felt a strong kick. It wouldn't do me any good to give the other passengers and flight attendants to give them a reason to kick me off the flight. The front desk receptionist had already given me such a hard time when I was purchasing my one way ticket to Florida. I'd had to get a manager's approval and even then I had to sign a bunch of waivers stating that if I went into labor or if I had any kind of medical emergency while in flight the airline was in no way responsible if things went bad.
I was sure that I still had at least a week or two before I was ready to deliver but the baby was growing so fast that I couldn't even be sure of my own estimation. I just had to make it through the cross country flight that included one layover in San Antonio, Texas. Right now my nerves and stress levels were off the charts. I wouldn't be doing this if I had another choice.
I'd run out of options this morning when I overheard Carlisle and Edward discussions plans to knock me out with drugs and to perform the abortion against my will. Everyone was in on the plan apart from Rosalie. But she wasn't home to overhear their plans. First they were going to go hunting and as soon as they returned they would carry out their plan. So I quickly formulated a plan of my own.
As soon as they left I packed my bag with just the very few basic essentials. They Cullens had stacks of cash hidden throughout the entire house. Altogether I was able to find ten thousand dollars. I quickly stashed the money and got into my car and sped out of town as fast as I could do so safely. I made it to Seattle in half the time that it would have regularly taken thanks to my speeding. I didn't have a particular destination in mind when I got to the airport. I just picked the first sunny destination I saw.
"Gate A 31 to Orlando, Florida boarding shortly,"
I got up from my spot as quickly as I could. I had a first class ticket so I would be among the first people to board the airplane. I could feel the people watching me as I got in line. I knew that I looked like a hot mess. Actually I looked like death. Over the last week every time I attempted to eat something I would throw up. Apart from my huge belly I looked extremely thin. My skin had lost most of its color. It wasn't pretty. At least my belly, which was covered bruises in various different shades of black and blue, was completely covered. If the receptionist or her manager had seen that they wouldn't have hesitated to keep me from flying.
I thought I would feel more relaxed when I was in the air but that wasn't the case. Even though I'd done the best that I could to cover my tracks by paying only with cash and flying as far away from Forks as I could they could still find me if they really wanted to. Soon we landed in San Antonio and I was boarding the next flight to the final destination.
I had already sat down when I noticed another pregnant girl boarding the airplane behind me. Normally this wasn't something that I would've given much thought to but there was something different with her. Like me she looked like death itself. Her arms and legs were way too thin. She looked like a 'pregnant skeleton' as Edward had called me. She noticed me and seemed just as shocked by me as I was by her. She sat down next to me without saying a word though. She didn't look any older than I was.
I tore my gaze away from the girl and closed my eyes as the airplane took off. I was drifting off to sleep when I heard a loud grunt next to me. My eyes flew wide open and looked at the girl in alarm. She was holding her stomach.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you. She just kicks very hard," the girl said. But it wasn't her words that had alarmed me. It was her belly itself. Her stomach was covered in black and blue bruises. She quickly covered it.
"Are you alright?" I asked her.
"Yeah. Like I said. She just kicks very hard. That's all. Besides it seems like you're in the exact same situation that I am,"
I hadn't realized that my own shirt had rolled up slightly revealing my own bruised belly. "Not quite the same I'm sure," I said.
"I beg to differ. Though I am sure it's very hard to believe for you as well. As our current situation is quite unique indeed,"
"Being pregnant isn't exactly a unique situation," I said.
She shook her head. "You're right. Being pregnant isn't a unique situation. It's the who or rather the what that got us pregnant,"
My heart actually stopped beating for several seconds. "My name is Elizabeth by the way. But just call me Lizzie,"
"I'm Isabella. Um just Bella," I said. "and I have no idea what you're talking about,"
"You're telling me that you have no idea what got you pregnant? It's super obvious to me,"
What could this girl possibly know?
"Fine I'll say it though I'm sure you probably know already. Vampire,"
"How-" my eyes nearly bugged out of my head.
"How do I know? Okay I'll tell you my story if you tell me yours,"
"Okay," I said. "I will tell you my story if you tell me yours first," I had to hear what this girl knew.
"I met Damien in school last year when I moved. I knew he and his family were different. I swear the only thing he had in common with his siblings and parents were his red eyes and pale skin. We started dating against the better wishes of his family. You should have seen how furious his siblings were when I found out the truth all on my own. I was surprised they didn't kill me right then and there. But eventually they warmed up to me. It wasn't an easy relationship. I wanted him to change me but he refused to do so. I don't want to condemn you to this life he would always say when I brought up the subject. It always ended up in a fight. Damien was just so darn stubborn about keeping me human and I was just as stubborn about having him change me,"
"Sounds very similar to my story," I shuddered. Minus the werewolf and vampire army drama.
"Really? Well I'll be interested in hearing yours. We just got married this past August. August 13th exactly. I got pregnant while we were on our honeymoon in Paris. Damien wasn't very happy about this at all. He's terrified that I'm going to die so he wants me to abort the baby. His mother is a doctor and together they were planning on forcing me to have an abortion. So I had to act fast. I left when I had the chance. I don't want them to kill my daughter so left,"
"You're having a girl?" I asked her.
"I can't say for sure. Ultrasounds don't work but I think it's a girl," she said. "What about you?"
"Ultrasounds don't work on me either but I think I'm having a boy. I'm going to name him EJ. Edward Jacob,"
"Is Edward the name of the father?"
"Yes that's my husband. We also married on August 13th. I launched right into my story. Having found a kinship, a comraderie, with this girl that I'd only just met.