Fiona Pov
Ever since we found out about my pregnancy and about the curse, Nik doesn't let me out of his sight. Neither does Elijah, who has come to stay with us.
I know that Nik is divided in half. He's always wanted to have children but he is worried about me.
Me? I don't know how I feel. I mean, I am excited because I am going to be a mother. But I am scared for me.
What if the child tears my insides apart just like Renesmee and I did to Bella? I am scared because I don't know how the child is going to turn out.
I have been getting weaker everyday. I cannot keep down anything I eat. Niklaus says I look horrible. My skin was pasty white and I have gotten skinner. There were large black and red bags under my eyes and my gray irises were dull.
"Fiona. You need your strength," Elijah said as he brought me a tall glass of blood. I groaned. "Just drink it sweetheart."
I sat up, which was hard because of my growing stomach. I now looked like I was six months pregnant. I took the glass with my pale hand and took a sip.
It wasn't that bad, so I took another sip. And another one. I could feel my strength coming back to me. Elijah looks overjoyed.
Nik walked in and rushed to me. He had a worried look on his pale blue eyes. But he smiled when he saw that I looked healthier than before.
"How are you feeling, love?" he asked, then his lips kissed my forehead.
"Like always," I said, "a little better though."
He smiled and gave me a kiss. He then stood up.
"I need to go out of town for business. I trust Elijah to keep an eye on you," he said, giving a look to Elijah.
He nodded and he left. I felt a kick and I doubled over.
"Fiona, are you okay?" Elijah asked me and I gave her a weak smile.
"I am alright. This child kicks up a storm though," I said and she chuckled.
Then...snap!
"Ahhh!" A scream left my lips as I felt another stronger kick in my ribs.
"Fiona!" Elijah said and ran to me but I took a deep breath.
"I am okay. The baby is just getting cramped up here," I said and took another deep breath.
"If you say so," Elijah said and I nodded.
Though I knew it would only get worse.
First of all, I am sorry fo bot having updated for a very long time. I have been busy with testing and homework and studying. And I am mentally drained. I hope you liked this chapter, I tried to make it good, but I just feel gloomy and uninspired. If you have any questions then send me a message and I will gladly answer it for you.
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Book 1: The forgotten Cullen
Fiksi PenggemarWhat if Renesmee had a twin sister whom was unloved by the Cullen's? They kept her on the attic for all of her life until her second birthday? What if she escapes?
