Carlisle x Reader

             I decided to continue this, idk why lmao.
~ Author-Chan.
Time skip 2 years.
     It had been a while since then, a whole hell of a lot had happened. First things first, you where glowing, yes glowing, a pregnancy glow. Yup, Mr. SmartyPants knocked you up, "Stupid asshole," you thought. But hey, at least this is your chance to get him to change your little human ass to be a vampire.
       "Y/N, are you alright? Do you need anything, love?" Carlisle asked over and over.
"Prick. I'm going to cut your balls off after this I'm hurting so fucking bad," you screamed at yourself mentally, but hey look at the bright side, you and Carlisle get to be a family, a happy one.
         "Yes. I'm fine, just lost in my thoughts. No, babe I don't need anything. I'm fine, I've told you that seven hundred times." You growled out being moody as usual, who wouldn't be when they had a half vampire baby inside of them that was eating them alive. 
              "Just making sure, love." Carlisle cooed. Making you roll your eyes at him like a teenage girl that didn't get her way, when she wanted to go out with her friends.
       "JuSt MaKiNg SuRe My AsS." You mocked simply, just wanting to test his patience. It was fun to see his cold, dead blood boil in his veins.
       You could see the calm snap away from his eyes for a second, Carlisle was a patient man, you had to be when your a doctor, but for some reason he had been very irritable lately. It's probably from the stress of taking care of you, his lover, his wife, his everything, and an 'abomination' child that was eating you inside out. Fuck it, he loved that child because it was yours as a couple.
            "Don't mock me dear, I'm not in a good mood." He grumbled nearly calm. You could feel the hunger radiate from his being, poor thing. He wouldn't leave your side, not for a second, well only to leave you so you could use the restroom in peace of course.
      "Don't mock me..." You mocked silently feeling drowsy. Damnit, you hated that you were tired all the time. You adjusted yourself in the bed and covered up in your f/c fuzzy blankets. You slowly drifted to sleep, while Carlisle watched you sleep, non creepily though, he would sigh every now and then. Oh how is heart ached, it ached because he could sense the pain that you were feeling, and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. A. Damn. Thing.
        Carlisle heaved a heavy sigh as he got up and sped his way to the kitchen, getting himself a white styrofoam cup full of blood, sucking it down. Once he was done he sped back to your bedside without anyone noticing, or so he thought.
     To be continued....