A/N Hi - I hope you enjoy this! This is my first proper story, so I hope you like it!
If you want me to continue, please review!
I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does! Although I do own all of my Twilight books and Dvd's ;-)
Thanks to my beta, Angels of Twilight
I was running through a forest. It was cold. It was wet. I seemed to be running forever.
It was getting dark, and I kept falling over. I was covered in mud. The branches whipped at my face as I brushed passed them.
I stumbled once more, and fell straight on my face. I couldn't get up, and I started screaming.
"Bells? Bells, honey?" Someone asked.
I woke with a start- my eyelids popping open wide – and gasped. I met eyes with Charlie. I instantly realised I must have been dreaming, although it seemed so real.
"Bells, are you alright?" Charlie asked.
"Hmm...Oh yeah, sorry. It was just a nightmare." I replied, a little groggy.
"A nightmare?" He seemed surprised.
"I wasn't screaming?"
"No, I was just coming to check you were alright, and to tell you I'm going to Billy's now."
"Oh, I thought you weren't going until 12 p.m.?" I asked, confused.
"I am, honey. It's 11:50 a.m.," he said. "Are you okay? Do you feel alright?"
11:50 a.m.? That means I've slept for more than 12 hours. Weird.
"Yeah, I'm fine dad. Have fun!" I tried to say as cheerfully as I could. I was shocked by how long I had slept, and also by the disturbing dream. It was so vivid.
"Bye, Bells," Charlie said before he walked out of my room and closed the door behind him.
Even though I'd been asleep for so long, I still felt so tired.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. I immediately regretted it when I felt dizzy and had to sit down again.
But when I sat down, a sudden pain stabbed me in the stomach. I clamped my hand over my mouth and dashed to the bathroom.
After a few minutes of being violently sick in the toilet, I rested my head against the bathtub.
It had been 14 days since he left me. I was a fool to think he loved me, even that one night before my birthday, when he let down all of his boundaries. To think, everything he said, every kiss, every touch, was a lie.
I started to get up and walk towards the bathroom cabinet to try and find something to take away the dizziness and sickness.
I opened the cabinet and had a look around. At the back I found a little blue box which made me grab the sink for support.
I pulled out the box of tampons, held them in my hand, and just stared at them.
I started counting back in my head. My period was five days late.
No, this couldn't be! I couldn't be...I couldn't even think the word.
"No..." I whispered.
I dropped the box in the sink, and pulled up my t-shirt to reveal my stomach.
Right there, in between my hips, was a small, but defined bump.
I touched it with my hand. It was hard, but as soon as I touched it, I felt something move inside me.
This couldn't be right, the only person I had ever "done it" with, was a vampire for goodness sake!
Vampires couldn't have children, could they? We never really talked about it.
Maybe they could?
This meant I couldn't stay here. This baby was growing far too quickly, and it obviously wasn't human. What would that mean? My baby would drink blood? I mentally cringed.
I loved this baby, although I was half scared to death. Almost as if the baby could read my mind, I felt another little nudge in my stomach.
"It's okay, baby," I whispered. My little nudger.
This baby couldn't be delivered by a normal doctor. The baby would probably bite the doctor's finger off. Surprisingly, I gave a little giggle.
What would I do about Charlie? He couldn't know, and I couldn't just leave. He would have the whole police station searching for me.
I needed to find a vampire.
Sorry this was short, I promise next chapter will be longer!
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