Chapter 24

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*peeks out* Hi.
Okay, before I get pelted with sticks and tomatoes, let me let you guys know first and foremost that I no longer have unlimited free time! I have school, clubs, volunteer work that involves way too hyperactive children, deadlines, test...the list goes on! I'm so wiped out by the end of the day, I'd never be able to write a decent chapter for you guys.
Growing up is hard, guys. Don't do it. (Kidding.)

Okaaaaay, I'm done. LET'S DO THIS.

Bella's POV

I couldn't run out of the room fast enough. My legs felt like jello and it felt as if I was in one of those dreams where everything was in slow-motion and you can hardly move.

"Ben," I choked out. A sob was clawing its way out of my chest and it was getting harder to swallow down. "Locate my mother's cellphone. Track it down. NOW."

All eyes turned to me as I held onto the wall for stability. My body was beyond control.

"Bella, Jesus Christ what's wrong?" Edward asked frantically. His arms gripped my waist as I struggled to stand.

"He has my Mom! Edw-ward he has my MOM! Oh god...," The contents within my stomach were threatening to rise up and out viciously. I pushed against Edward's hold to grab my stomach.

Everything was spinning. I could hardly stand at this point so I somehow ended up on my hands and knees while shouts were vaguely heard behind me.

"...call 911! Emmette...grab him..."

"Baby Bella ballerina, how about that one?"

"Daddy, I'm not a baby anymore and I'm not even a ballerina!"

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