Twilight Breaking Dusk - Book 1

Penelope Camille Cullen

Over the next two weeks my mothers health to a drastic turn for the worst. She began growing every single day and by the ned of the second week she looked as big as I had at my final.

Carlisle's hypothetis was, as he believed, that since the genes carried more then one set of vampire genes that the child grew twice as fast. This caused slight worry with me since the child could be more vampire then more human and I didn't want to risk my family being harmed because he or she couldn't control themselves.

My mother's face and body looked unnaturally thin and was bruised severally in several places. Her heart beat was weak but the child growing within had one that was very strong. It was so strong it echoed itself.

I looked towards the door as it opened and in came Edward. The past week I had been hovering over my mother watching and listening as she deteriorated right before my eyes. He came over to my side and took a seat.

"How are you doing?" He asked me as he brought me into his arms.

I took a deep unneeded breath, tasting the medicines and blood in the air that was being given to my mother via iv, and then allowed myself to make eye contact with him.

"Where is Renesmee?" I asked, purposely deflecting his question.

Really? How was I doing? I was sitting beside my mother watching as she wasted away just to give life to the child she was carrying. A flash of scene flickered through my mind and I saw myself pregnant and Edward in my position. I finally understood how he felt when I was dying for a child we hardly knew.

"Jake has her downstairs." He answered. "I told your father that you went out of town when he asked where you were at. Him and Sue-"

"They left a week and a half ago. Remember you told me this." I told him, my voice lacking any emotion. "Please stop feeling pity for my situation, its not like she was much of a mother to me anyways." I said trying to make myself feel less love for the woman that lay before me.

In my mind I figured if I didn't love her as much it wouldn't hurt when she died. I would be able to move on and be somewhat happy after this was all over.

"Bella don't say that she is your mother." He said to me serenly.

I rose to my feet and left silently from the room. I needed to get away and have some time to think to myself. Heading downstairs I grabbed my purse from the table by the door and headed out to my truck. Climbing into the cab I put my key in the ignition and started it.

The second I shifted out of park I stepped on the gas causing the tires to kick up the ground before it shot forward. Before I had even gotten out of the drive I was already doing 60 mph. As I turned onto the road I cut off a small car whose driver flipped me the bird.

Before I reached La Push I was tipping my speedometer at 105. From the street I could see the beach and knew it was exactly where I wanted to be, or atleast needed to be. The sound and sight of the ocean was always kind to me.

Jumping the curb I rose 20 feet and then came down onto the sandy dunes before I slammed on the breaks causing me to jack knife my truck to a stop. Turning off my truck I let my head fall on the steering wheel and just sat there.

Not even a minute had past by before there was a knock at my window. "Hey lady are you alright?" The voice asked me.

Reaching with my hand I opened the car door and slid from the truck. "I'm fine." I said as I kept my eyes focused on the ground.

"Bella?" The male voice asked again.

I looked up and saw standing before me Mike. "Oh, hey Mike." I said trying to be cheerful.