This another fanfiction I wrote about a girl who has a daughter and goes to live with the Cullens. I hope you like it. I worked hard on it and I will add soon. Enjoy! :)
My name is Giselle Morgans. I’m twenty-seven years old and I am a vampire. My fifteen year old daughter, Rosaline and I live in Los Angeles, California. But we haven’t always lived here. Ever since my daughter was one year old-ever since I was turned into a vampire- we have been moving from place to place to prevent anyone from becoming suspicious of my secret.
I worked as a RN at St. Catherine’s Hospital in Los Angeles on the nightshift so that no one could see what the sunlight did to my skin. I wore contacts to make my eyes look normal because the last time I checked nobody had gold eyes. So I wore brown contacts to cover them up; even though my original eye color when I was human was blue. I had dark brown hair but when it was shown in sunlight you could see streaks of blonde. My skin is pale white and ice cold; but when I was human I had nice tanned skin.
My daughter was beautiful. She had her father’s sunshine blonde hair and his beautiful smile. She had my sapphire blue eyes and perfect skin. Like every other mother, she was the apple of my eye. She had excellent grades and dozens of friends. She made friends easily whenever we moved to a new place; which was a load off of my back. She didn’t have a boyfriend; although I have permitted her to date. I guess she didn’t find any of the boys at her school attractive. It didn’t matter to me; it was just another load off of my mind.
Her father, Victor Troy, isn’t involved in her life. After I was turned into a vampire I grabbed Rosaline and started driving. He didn’t like it; but I didn’t care. He never bothered trying to find us and I was grateful. I had left him a note telling him that I loved him but I had to leave and that I was taking Rosaline with me. I also wrote that I would take good care of her and I asked him not to follow us or come looking for us. Obviously the note worked or else I would’ve heard from him long ago. We weren’t married, which made the separation easier.
What wasn’t easy was driving in the car with Rosaline. Her scent filled the car and it made it hard for me to control myself. I kept driving from Seattle until I drove into a small town called Forks. That was where I met the Cullens, a coven of vampires that survived on animal blood instead of drinking from humans.
I loved living with them. They taught me how to survive on animal blood like them and they gave me and my daughter a home when we had nowhere else to go. Bella and Edward’s daughter Renesmee was a complete sweetheart. She and Rosaline played together often, and the Cullens didn’t mind having another child around. They loved Rosaline like she was their own.
Sadly after a couple of years we had to move on. They understood, but insisted on keeping in touch. I emailed Alice every week and sent her pictures and told her how Rosaline was doing. She did the same thing for me in return; sent me pictures and updated me on where they were. The most recent email I received from Alice said that they were in England, but were moving back to Forks soon. She said that Bella couldn’t stand being away from her dad and Jacob wanted to come back to see his family and his pack brothers.
I figured it would be time to move on again; it’s been four years since our last move and it wouldn’t be much longer before people grew suspicious. So why not move back to Forks?
So I answered Alice’s last email and made the decision to move back to Forks while I was typing. At the end of the email I asked her to keep it a secret from the rest of the family; I wanted it to be a surprise. I knew Alice would understand.
As soon as I sent the email I went to my daughter’s room. I could hear that she was listening to her music so I knocked first. She turned her music off and took the ear buds out of her ears before she yelled, “Come in.” I would’ve heard her even if she whispered it. But she didn’t know that; she thought I was a normal human. I never told her that I was a vampire. I wanted her to believe that I was normal and human.
I opened the door and I found her sitting on her bed. The walls of her bedroom were plastered with posters of pop stars and rock bands like Justin Beiber and Fall Out Boy; normal for a teenage girl.
“Hey, Mom. What’s up” she asked.
I walked over and sat on her bed. I gave her a kiss on the forehead; she never found that embarrassing, even in front of her friends. “Hi, sweetheart. I have some news,” I told her.
“Let me guess, we’re moving?” she asked. I nodded and she sighed. “Well, I guess we were going to sooner or later. So where are we moving to?”
“A little town in Washington called Forks. You’ll like it there, sweetie. There isn’t a lot of sun, but it’s a nice town.”
She sighed again. “I just wish we could stay in one place for more than just a few years. But it’s okay. When are moving?”
“In two days. That will give me enough time to pack our stuff and get you settled into Forks High School. Why don’t you get some sleep and tomorrow we’ll start packing your things, okay?” She nodded and I kissed her forehead again. “Goodnight, Rosaline.”
“Goodnight, Mom.” She got underneath her covers and I shut off the light on my way out. As I closed the door behind me I heaved a sigh. It was never easy for me to tell her that we were moving again, but I had to do it.
The next morning we had packed up all of Rosaline’s posters and clothes and her other knick knacks like books and CDs. She asked me why we were leaving the furniture behind and I told her that we didn’t need it where we were going; that there would be furniture already where we were moving to. She didn’t think it made any sense, but she didn’t argue. I already packed the dishes and silverware while she slept and all of my own belongings. She was settled in at Forks High School and planned on going a few days after we arrived and moved in, so the next day we were ready to leave.
We left early the next day to avoid revealing my skin in the sunlight. I tinted the windows for more protection. A couple of hours into the trip she fell asleep. A few times I had to stop because she needed to go to the bathroom and get something to eat. We had left L.A. at five-thirty and we didn’t cross the California-Oregon state line until about two; then we reached the Oregon-Washington state line by four. Rosalie was asleep again when we finally arrived in Forks.
Ch. 28: Rosaline’s P.O.V. (Continued)
Well, she was mad; but at least she didn’t completely blow her top. She just scolded me for not telling her sooner. When I asked her how their meeting with Stephen went all I got was silence at first, and then she asked me, “How much has Lance told you about him?” I told her what I told Jacob.
“Why does it matter?” I asked.
She considered for a moment. “I guess it doesn’t,” she decided. “We have other things to worry about.”
She looked over at Edward and he nodded. “You see, Rosaline,” he explained. “There is a large coven of vampires that acts like a police force for our kind. They live in Volterra, Italy and carry out the law. Ever since Bella and I started seeing each other…” He held out his hand to Bella and she took it. They intertwined their fingers and Edward rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. “We’ve had nothing but trouble from them. And after Renesmee was born it just seemed to get worse. The Volturi lords Aro, Caius, and Marcus believed that Renesmee was a threat to the secrecy of vampires so every few years they’d send a few members of their guard to check on us to make sure she hasn’t broken the law.”
“Why would they do that?” I asked curiously.
“Renesmee is half vampire, half human,” Edward explained, “and until she was born the Volturi had no idea that creatures like her existed. In fact, none of us did. We thought that she was one of a kind, special. That was until we met more her kind. A half vampire named Nahuel and his aunt Huilen came here from South America and explained to us more about half vampires.
“From birth to the age of seven half vampires age rapidly and then stop. Even though when they reach seven years old half vampires look eighteen. As far as we know after they stop aging they live forever just like normal vampires.”
“That is until we come along and tear them limb from limb,” Jacob interjected, wearing a grin that stretched across his lips.
Carlisle cleared his throats. “Yes, well,” he said. “Half vampires have the speed, strength, and heightened senses just as a vampire does; but instead of having a dead, frozen heart they have a beating heart. They can eat food or drink blood. Their body temperatures run slightly higher than humans, and rather than having sparkling skin whenever exposed to sunlight their skin has more of a luminescent glow, like a pearl exposed to light. Hardly noticeable; which is good because Renesmee can live a normal life without fear of stepping into sunlight and give off prisms like a diamond.”
“Well,” Renesmee argued, “at least a semi- normal life. We don’t know if we can reproduce.”
“Okay,” I said, “so exactly what are you trying to tell me?”
“We fear that the Volturi might be paying us a visit soon,” Edward answered. “We have Alice waiting for the decision, but so far nothing.”
“And if they come here and see you, Rosaline they will not be happy,” Japer explained further. “Humans aren’t supposed to know about the existence of vampires and werewolves. That is our number one law, and is punishable by death; for both the human and the vampire.”
My world flipped upside down and the room started to spin. I held onto the couch, maybe hoping I would get a hold of myself. My mom came and sat next to me on the couch, wrapping one arm around my shoulders. I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Sadly, it didn’t work very well.
“So, what’s going to happen?” I asked to no one in particular. “Have you come up with a plan to prevent this from happening?”
“We have formulated on plan so far,” Edward answered.
“We would have to move,” my mom said, continuing Edward’s explanation.
I looked around the room at each of their faces, saving my mom’s for last. I knew that when my mom said “we” she meant her and I. The Cullens would have to stay and face these Volturi people.
“No,” I protested. “No, no, no. We just got here, Mom. We can’t move again so soon. I like it here. I like my school, my friends, and I like living here with the Cullens. And I can’t leave Embry, I can’t!” My voice rose higher and higher with anxiety as I spoke.
“I know, I know sweetie,” My mom comforted me.
“Like I said, Rosaline,” Edward said, “that is our only plan at the moment. We’re trying to think of another as we speak.”
“How long would it take for these Volturi to get here?” I asked. “Once the decision has been made, I mean.”
“At least a week,” Carlisle answered.
“Okay, so maybe mom and I can stay in a hotel,” I suggested. “Or maybe I can stay with a friend.”
“It’s not that simple,” Jasper argued. “Even though it would take a week for the Volturi to arrive, it would take weeks to removes your scents from the house and not knowing when they’re coming....You can see our problem.”