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    Dark Desire

    “I know,” I sighed. “But I still can’t help wanting to see her all aglow with her pregnancy.” I chuckled at the thought of my best friend and her perfect 4.0 grade average having to put off college. Angela! Who knew that she end up being that girl that got pregnant right out of high school? And to think I was worried about what the good people of Forks would think of me marrying so young. At least I didn’t have to shop in the maternity section for my gown or run off to Vegas so I’d be married before my child was born.

    “You know she’s actually contemplating running to Vegas before telling her parents? Although,” I chewed on my nail as I thought this all over, “Vegas was exactly what Edward and I had planned until that crazed vampire wedding planner interfered,” I yelled loudly, knowing full well that she could hear our entire conversation.

    “You rang?” Alice’s musical voice trilled as she floated down the stairs. She leaned close to me and whispered, “Demetri’s future is getting clearer.”

    I wasn't as good at searching for people's futures yet, so Alice and I had decided that she would keep an eye out for him. I had no problem when something big and bad was going to happen, kind of like a sledgehammer hitting me over the head, but little stuff escaped me. I'm sure after years with this stolen power that I'd be just as good as Alice, but until that happy time…

    “Has he found another way of killing himself yet?” I asked miserably. I’d talked to Carlisle about Demetri’s request, but he’d been his usual vague and neutral self saying, “This is between you and Demetri. Your family will support whatever decision you make.” Helpful, huh? I guess I’d been hoping that he would decree that under no circumstances was I to fulfill this request that way I’d have a nice, and foolproof, way to get out of it, but no-oo. Things like that never work out in my favor.

    Edward was being difficult in a completely different manner. He seemed to have issues with the amount of time I spent with Demetri trying to draw him out of his own personal hell.

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