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Bella #2

Edward never came back, but he left Bella With a special gift-A Child. Little did he know that the daughter he never knew would look so much like his love, and would send him on a confusing and dangerous adventure when they crossed paths decades later. I looked at the mad who was giving my daughter a tounge bath. My eyes got caught at the tousled, bronze, to-die-for hair. I would be able to see it from a hundred miles away and still know who was the owner. "WHAT THE ______?!?! OH MY _______, ______!!!" ... That broke them apart. "Hi Mommy!" I glared at reneesme, who was looking at me like nothing had happened."Mommy? Wh-" I cut him off by holding up my palm into his face."What. Are. You. Doing?" Would Anyone like to make us a banner? We will Offer a sneak peak of the next chapter! A/U Edward/Bella

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5. Chapter 5

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Previously, in Chapter 4...

A handsomely chiseled hand rapped on my window, perfectly in sync with the beat of my heart before suddenly picked up speed. The simple noise interrupted and sang with my thoughts as if it could read my mind. I curiously peered towards the glass, crossing my fingers that it was my fate that hid on the other side.


Bella's Pov

Slowly walking towards the window, I picked up the iron laying on my bedpost-just in case, although I hardly doubt I would need it. I could only wonder with mixed feelings who in the world that could possibly be. Running through my options, I realized that Jake coming was impossible. He died years ago while testing his bike. I watched him ride around the bend, and after thirty minutes, he didn't return. I prayed that he just went around, and would scare me in a few seconds by coming back the other way, but I couldn't be sure. I ran as hard as I could, only to fall at the sight I saw. I was too late.

I didn't even hope for Edward. I never wanted to think about, or talk to him again. I was convinced that these feelings towards him were nothing but the sappy leftovers left by the teenage hormones abused by his velvet voice and deceiving chiseled, pale body.

“Oh, Nick?” I whispered, with confidence. “Come out and see Bella...” I was using a sing-songy tone, trying to be in a playful mood.

I opened the window just a crack, and a hand as white as the moon suddenly clutched the ledge as my breath hitched. A tousled bush appeared, and the face of lies and lost faith appeared into my bedroom.

“Ugh.” I rolled my eyes now disgusted at fate, “It's you.

“So tell me love,” He replied, with a tone that bit and chewed on my skin. “What is it about me that seems to bother you?” Now, he was chomping. Although it seems impossible that what he had left was enough to devour as a feast.

“Don't even try to call me that Edward.” I stuck a finger in his face. “You don't love me, remember? And don't play coy with me either. That's a stupid question, you asked.” I scoffed. “Only a murderer would destroy the life of an innocent girl, and not remember.” The corner of my lips twitched, as I tried not to smile watching him flinch from my harsh words.

“Bella,” He sighed, a pleading look in his eyes that I wouldn't dare to look at. “At least hear me out.”

I glared at him, impatient for the pathetic excuse I was expecting.

“Bella, 100 years ago, I lied. I lied to you and said I didn't love you, but this past century has been pure agony! I-”

I cut him off. That was enough. There was an absolute certainty that what he was saying now was a load of dirt. He never loved me. It was all just a trick, a ploy to satisfy only himself. “That's a l-”

It was he who cut me off this time, simply continuing what he had to say. “I only wanted to save you. Being around you was too dangerous. Anything could have happened to you at any moment. By loving you Bella, your life was constantly at risk, and I didn't want to take that chance. I wanted you to have a normal life. I wanted you to meet other people, and have a family. And all the while you would be safe, and out of my murderous hands. I knew it would hurt, but I didn't realize I meant this much to you.”

“What you realized, was not even close. You did not see how miserable I was without you. How I cried every night for months on end, screaming nothing but your name. There are holes in my wall with your initials on it. Scars on my wrists. You were gone Edward, and you took a vast part of me with you. Its my turn now.”

As I turned away, I heard a thud, and found him on his knees. Please, this was getting pathetic. Was there more to his sorry excuse? “Bella I'm Sorry!! I regret all the pain I have caused, I'll do whatever it takes. I just need you back! I was a fool for not trusting myself, and even more of one when I did not consider how much it would hurt you. I was wrong.”

“I'm done with you Edward.”

“Bella please! If you can't love me, at least come see my family. They miss you terribly, and it would break Esme's heart if she couldn't see you one more time. They never got to properly say goodbye.”

Now I was disgusted. He sounded like a poor ashen boy on a cold winter day, begging for food by dragging his family into the issue. I would not believe a word he said.

I pointed a finger out the window, showing him the way out. Behind the sill I could see two wide eyes, filled with innocence, and hope, peeking just enough to see our conversation.


“A-Alice?? Is that you?” I said with a shaky voice, unsure of how I felt. I was just so happy to see my best friend! I glared at Edward once more, as a sign to back off. To my surprise, he groaned.

“Alice...” he sneered, in a brotherly way that I struggled to not find enchanting. “I told you to stay back at the house!”

“I-I'm sorry Edward,” She stammered, looking down at fingers. “I-I was only watching...like you said I could..and I-I saw...” Her eyes rolled to the side, blinking rapidly as she let out an uncontrollable whimper. She was sobbing now, although no tears came out. Her tiny hands clutched her oh-so-skinny waist, and trembled because they had no one else to hold. Her knees buckled, and her foot tipped to the side, as she was unable to balance herself on her expensive heels. Edward was no help. His arms were crossed against his chest, his expression looking no more annoyed and merciful than when he first saw his poor little sister scamper through my window.

“Come, Alice. Let's go into the kitchen...” I took my dear friend under my arm, as she snuggled gratefully into my shoulder. On my way out, I sent daggers in Edward's direction. His behavior was unacceptable, even if he was dealing with me. It only proved how much more pf a pig he was by being so inconsiderate of Alice. “Do you want anything? I have some things I can warm up in the microwave...what would you like? I have deer, mountain lion..” I kept my eyes on her, trying to do as much as I could without breaking into hysterics.

She gently nodded, lip quivering and voice drastically shaking. “A-n-nything's fine. Th-thank you Bella...”

I grabbed her shoulders, showing her that no thank you was necessary. “Anytime, Alice. Just remember that I'll always love you.” I gave her another tight hug, and she immediately broke into to another round of crying fits. I left her at the counter to quickly prepare her a cup of blood.

“AARGH! Alice!!” The small figure flinched at the sound of her name. Knowing she was in trouble, she grabbed a strand of her hair, nervously stroking it with her fingertips. “What. Did. You. Do?!” He tapped his foot impatiently, wearing a glint of cruelty in his no longer mesmerizing gold eyes.

“I told them..,b-but Emmett...d-dummy... and-d Esme...s-so Carlisle...” She rambled, trying her best to explain to her now ferocious brother. “I t-tried but th-th,” her voice cracked. “ITS NOT MY FAULT!” She lept from her chair, causing it to fall to the ground and ran for my open arms, crying once more for relief.

“Edward Anthony Masen Cullen!” The voice of a stern mother rang through my hallway.

I gasped. Esme!?

Wide-eyed at her daughter, she threw a finger in his face. “Look what you have done! I won't tolerate your behavior any longer. Apologize to Alice and finish whatever business you have here. Then, you are to come straight home with us, do you understand!?” Edward looked like a little boy-shoulders slumped back, and his head hung towards the floor, but facing the ceiling.

“Yes Ma'am...” He mumbled, as Esme calmly lowered the finger.

“I'm very sorry Bella. Edward...has not been himself lately. I would very much understand if you disagree to his circumstances, but please, at least hear him out.” Now this I would do-for Esme, of course. “Bella dear,” she took a hold of my shoulders. “I want you to remember, that no matter what path you choose today, you are family. And what you and Edward think of each other will make no difference on what we think of you. So whether he likes it or not, you are always welcome to see us anytime.” I could only help but smile and nod a thank you. She quickly hugged me before nodding to Edward.

“Bella...you MUST understand that I would do anything-everything for you. That day in the forest, I lied. I told you I didn't love you because it would be easier than telling you the truth. I couldn't be with you anymore because we, as vampires were just to dangerous for your beautiful, fragile self.” At this he took his hand and tried to stroke my cheek, but I stepped back and turned the other way. “If I told you the truth, you would have been too stubborn to let me go and pull yourself away.” The man knew me too well. “I was foolish, and should have realized that I meant to you as much as you meant to me, which was a truly immense amount. I wanted to give you a clean cut-a chance to start anew.”

I raised an eyebrow and cocked my head, questioning the word 'anew'. I still didn't understand why he couldn't just remain happy with me. Things were perfectly fine, and if he had changed me himself then there wouldn't be any problems. Of course, there were his fear of lost 'human experiences', but he had yet to understand that as long as he was by my side, they meant nothing to me.

“I couldn't bear to take so much away from you. You had a choice, and I couldn't let you just give everything away. I wanted you to enjoy life, instead of having to endure what we have. You are so beautiful, Bella! It hurts far too much to see you, on blood frenzies with the capability to murder innocent lives in a millisecond. I couldn't let you be like me, Bella.”

I fought to keep dry tears from streaming down my cheeks. I felt for his sorrow, but I refused to let him see that. I was still angry with him. Angry that he was too stupid to see the outcome that happened to be my scars and suffering. The deep cuts on the inside, and outside.

By now, Esme was clinging to Carlisle, Rosalie to Emmett, and Jasper onto Alice's quivering shoulders. The were all on my side, glaring at Edward, as if it was exiting to see him wallow on my kitchen floor, begging for the mercy that I now had half a mind to give. And there he was, clutching the corners of the kitchen counter as if he was unable to stand.

His unnecessary breaths were sharp and shallow. His shoulders shook and his hand trembled as he ran it through his delicious bronze hair. I could see how truthfully broken he was. For the first time in years I could see him as that angelic greek god I had once waited for, to come into my bedroom window and kiss me with his cold hard lips before he sang me to sleep.

“I suppose...what I'm trying to say is that..” His thick brows creased as he struggled to find the words. “I can't survive without you. I need you with me Bella, but you don't even have to give me that privilege because I realize that I'm not worthy of it anyway. I just ATLEAST Bella, need to know that you don't hate me. I am begging for your forgiveness. I can't exist anymore, knowing that I deliberately destroyed my love's life. I need to hear you tell me these words Bella.” His plea struck my non beating heart, and I knew that this was no ploy. “I don't want to go on like this.” He whimpered, in such a small voice that would have made me cry. In all my time, I have never wanted anything more than to see him down on his knees, begging for the mercy that came from my vicious revenge, that of which would liberate me from my misery. But he wasn't the only fool. Since I found him on my front step earlier this afternoon, I took his appearance for granted. I immediately assumed that he was here to destroy the life I had created. My some-what-in-the-least-bit-but-as-far-as-I'll-get-happy life with my daughter. But never once did it occur to me that he had the heart to repent. We both had misjudged each other, and I was glad to know that he had learned from his mistakes.

Meanwhile, I couldn't help but stare for a minute or three, deciding what to do. His head started to fall towards the floor, taking in the impression that I didn't believe him. I took a step forward, and it snapped back up, wide eyes in front of me. I lifted my hand, chewing on my lower lip, still unsure what to do with hit. He cringed, and his deep golden eyes quickly shut. I mentally giggled, as he thought that I was going to slap him. Instead, I stroked the apples of his cheek, before running them through his bronze locks. Clutching the back of his head, I went his for a kiss, parting my lips against his as if an invitation. He responded by putting his hands around my waist an back, crushing himself to me. We were suddenly intertwined, and strangely against the wall. Gazing into his eyes once more, I collapsed into his chest, scrambling for his broad shoulders. He gently pulled me up, as I sobbed into the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent. His hands remained on my back stroking small patterns of comfort with his finger. His breath rode atop my hair, where he too, was trying hard not break down. “I love you.” He muttered, and my life crashed upon me. I had realized that Edward was once again mine. In my arms, in my house, and in my heart. “Me too. I replied, between tear less stutters. I felt complete.

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Reneesme's POV

I slammed the door and ran to my bed, attempting to bury myself in the covers. I was hiding from my mother. I couldn't believe her! Stupid, overprotective, freakin bipolar maternal instinct. Ugh! Why doesn't she ever just shut up and listen?!

I let tears fall and and soak the sheets I was clutching in a fist. Pretty soon, I dozed off and faded into a dreamy state. An aroma of mist surrounded me-a musky smell of trees and warmth. I pushed away a few branches, barely conscious, and made my way towards a strange pathway, covered by a small cave. Dripping water rang in my ears, and coolness seemed to bounce off the rocks in echoes. Towards the end of tunnel was a strange light, that radiated off a single object. As I moved closer, I found a boy, possibly sent from heaven. He stood there, arms open, and my body's only reaction was to leap in his arms. His hand, on my waist and the other on my cheek, pulled my closer into his embrace. His cool, husky breath tingled the back of my neck, as he kissed my jaw, trailing them to my nape and back up to my lips. I willingly returned the favor, almost tugging at his beautiful bronze locks. With a mischievous smile, he pulled me away to paradise.

To my dismay, I was suddenly torn away from my heaven, and thrust into a different scene. Instead of experiencing his love, I was watching it. We were no longer in the forest, but in my own living room. Together we looked like the perfect couple, like destiny had personally had picked us. Only we mattered at the moment, and it felt as if nothing else had to exist. We were invincible.

“I've missed you so much...” she whispered, running her finger along his sideburns.

“I missed you too,” He sighed in a husky manner. “I love you...Bella.”

I gasped. “No!” i looked around the dark room, sighing with relief as i absorbed in reality.