The Queen

Prologue

~March 5th 1994~
"Eddie?" Clara Lewis called out. "I'm in the kitchen." Edward Cullen called back. Too say Clara was nervous was an understatement. Edward didn't know Clara wasn't human and that witches are infact able to get pregnant because of vampires, so she was worried how he would react to what she thought was amazing news. "Edward dear, I need to...tell you something of sorts." Clara hesitated while speaking, which she never does. She holds herself with such confidence. Believing hesitation and stuttering was a form of weakness, which, to be fair, explained exactly how she felt at the moment. Weak. "Hmm? What's the matter?" Edward had his eyebrows downturned in worry. "Well, I...I'm Pregnant." She stated much more confidentiality. Well, that was one way to say it. You nitwit Clara thought to herself. Just then, her thoughts were interrupted by a bark of laughter. "Well, the demon child certainly isn't mine." Edward states quite angrily. "Are you suggesting I cheated on you!?" Clara fired back just as fiercely. "That's exactly what I'm suggesting." Edward glowered at her, and for the first time in her life, she felt scared. "I'd like to thank you though, you certainly made leaving you a lot easier." Edward said as grabbing his stuff. "Leaving!?" Clara screeched. "Yes leaving, Carlisle believes we are attracting to much attention with how little we are aging." Edward said simply and got up and just, left. Clara was speechless. How could he leave her. She would NEVER cheat, on anyone. Little did she know her future self would be majorly grateful Edward left her in the dust that day.