Things have been going well around the Cullen grounds. I was getting bigger every single day; I didn’t know how much bigger I could possibly get. The boys were always active, kicking me in the sides and always stretching themselves out. Jacob and I were trying to get things ready for the twins’ arrival. We had decided to knock one wall down in between the two bedrooms up stairs to make one large room. Alice and Rose went shopping almost every day for the boys; coming home with bags of cloths and other necessary items. Grandpa would have me come to the house every other day to get an ultrasound done and check to see how I was doing. On my visits to grandpa my mother and Jake were always there with me. Grandpa would tell me to take it easy and to get plenty of rest and to eat the right foods, Jake would get me into trouble and tell grandpa and mom that I was doing too many things around the house and not resting enough. They would give me a speech about how resting is so important and they would threaten to put me on bed rest if I didn’t listen to them. I guess I should have listened to them. Jake had to go and fill his duties as being alpha in his pack. My mother was hunting with my father and the rest of the family; I was at home trying to rest. I was watching television and flipping through the channels; nothing was holding my interest. I decided that I would do a few things up in the nursery to occupy my time till everyone came home. Since I became pregnant I hadn’t hunted. The boys didn’t tolerate to the blood. Good thing I like normal human food as well and that my body could handle food. I was going through some of the clothes that Rose and Alice had brought by last night, boy can they shop. I must have reached too far to grab one of the bags because all of a sudden there was a sharp pain in the side of my stomach. I thought nothing of it and took a few deep breaths knowing that maybe it was just the boys stretching. I waited a few more minutes and then the pain came back, but it was more intense this time. It felt like someone was stabbing me with a knife into my stomach. I screamed in pain, but no one was around. I had not brought my phone with me it was next to the bed where I was to be resting. I knew no one was going to be around for hours yet, I had to get to my phone. I pulled myself up and braced up against the wall to get a better balance. I walked into the hallway and made it quickly to the stairs. The pain hadn’t returned yet, I was going to try and make it down before another pain started again. I was halfway down when the pain came again. It was just as intense as before. My knees gave out and I fell on the stairs. I was quick enough to not fall down the stairs and fell to my butt with a loud thud, again I screamed in pain with tears streaming down my face. When it was done I got to my feet once again. I made it all the way into the bedroom and grabbed my phone and quickly dialed Jacobs’s number. “Hi honey, are you guys doing alright? Do you need anything?” I could hear Seth in the background talking with Leah. “Tell Nessie we said hi.” Seth was screaming into the phone. I couldn’t do anything, I couldn’t talk with him all I could do was scream when the pain came again. “Ness, what’s happening, what’s going on, why won’t you talk to me?” Jacob was frantic on the phone. “Something is wrong, please come home I need you.” That is the last thing I remember before I blacked out because of the pain. When I woke up I was in Grandpa’s office he had converted it into a hospital room. Jacob was right by my side. I turned my head and looked at him, “Hi, what happened?” I asked. Jacob had tears in his eyes. I knew something was wrong I just didn’t know what. I looked around the room and we were the only ones in there. “Where is everyone?” I was concerned; I thought grandpa would have been in here. “Ness, something bad has happened. What do you remember?”Jacob grabbed my hand and brought it to his face. “I was up stairs in the boy’s room and I had some sharp pains in my side and I made it down stairs to call you. Then I woke up in here? Why, what’s going on?” I was starting to get frantic. I reached down to my stomach to feel the babies and to my surprise there was no bump there anymore. What had happened, where are the boys? I started to cry. “Ness, there was a complication and the boys didn’t make it. I’m so sorry.” He was holding onto me so tight. “What do you mean they didn’t make it? What happened?” The room was starting to spin out of control. “Nessie, I came home and found you passed out on the floor in our room. I brought you to Carlisle and he did and ultra sound and couldn’t find the heart beats of the boys. Ness, you had a miscarriage.” He was starting to cry again. I stopped crying, my arms that were holding onto Jacob were now at my side limp. My twins were gone, and it was my entire fault. If I had just listened to what everyone had said about taking it easy maybe this wouldn’t have happened. “Take me home Jake.” I told him. I didn’t want to be in this room anymore and I didn’t want to around anyone. Jake took me into his arms and carried me down stairs. The entire family was down there waiting to ambush me. I looked right at my father and said, “Not now.” Jake stopped before walking out the door. He turned to look at the family; I put one hand on his cheek and told him to “please take me home, I can’t deal with them now.” He looked at me and back at the family and took off into the woods with me. In no time we were back at home. He laid me in our bed and brought me some water. “Do you need anything?” He asked. I just shook my head no. He said he was going to be in the other room if I needed anything. I closed my eyes and rolled over in bed and fell asleep. I had nightmares of chasing after two little boys in the woods behind the house. I would run as fast as I could after them but I was never fast enough to catch them. I woke up screaming and crying so hard that I couldn’t breathe. “Ness it’s alright, its okay, I’m here.” Jake had his arms around me pulling me close to him. “What did I do so wrong that this had to happen to me? What did I do to deserve this? Am I such a horrible person that my boys were taken away from me? Why?” I was screaming at the top of my lungs. Jakes phone was buzzing; I had some clue whom it might be. He answered it quickly and listened and hung up his phone. “Your parents are coming over right now.” “No Jake I don’t want to see anyone, I want to be alone.” Within five seconds my parents were walking into the house. My mother looked like she would cry if she could and my father looked like hell. “She doesn’t want to see anyone right now.” Jake was trying to tell them to leave me alone, it wasn’t working. My mom came and sat by me stroking my hair; she kissed my cheek and told me that she loved me. My father came around and kissed me and told me everything was going to be okay. “Okay, things are never going to be okay. Don’t you understand what happened? I lost my babies. I can’t ever get them back. They are gone, and you’re trying to tell me that things are going to be okay.” I shook my head. To think that when someone has a miscarriage they tell people that they lost their baby; it’s like saying I lost my keys or I lost my necklace. That maybe I just miss placed them some were and was going to find them again. They had no idea what was going on with me, how could they. “Please leave, I want to be alone.” I said that at a whisper and knew that they heard me. Jake walked them out then came back to bed with me. He didn’t say anything just held on to me till I fell asleep. How was life going to better after this? How was I going to make it through this?