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Being linked barely slowed us. I should have been closer. No way! I stopped aging three days ago. I am eighteen forever. It took him just one word. She would be awake soon. It must be nearly seven in the morning. Would she be looking for me? Abruptly, something close to panic had my body Keep Reading He stretched, and then his stomach growled. I nodded.
Better to protect her. I was sure my thread Keep Reading We were all at our limits—frenzied into absolute stillness. Carlisle had barely been able to move his lips to explain it all to Jacob. The retelling seemed to make it worse Keep Reading How was I going to find time alone to hunt down J.
Jenks, and why did Alice want me to know about him? How were Edward and I going to explain things Keep Reading Jacob spoke before Edward could answer. It only worked out because none of the visitors slept. Mealtimes were dicey, though. Our company cooperated as best they could. How about I bring Renesmee over to see you? Now, as I shut the car door, I heard the song morph through a bridge and change into my lullaby.
Edward was welcoming me home. There was a sort of forced composure about his expression. He hugged Renesmee just a little bit tighter to his chest.
He smiled my favorite smile. They came in a rigid, formal formation. They moved together, but it was not a march; they flowed in perfect synchronicity from the trees—a dark, unbroken shape that seemed to hover a few inches above the white snow Keep Reading Jake has temporarily deserted his pack to live with Renesmee in Astoria.
Renesmee jokingly calls him the maverick. When she was born, I said she was even more beautiful than Edward; now she is even more beautiful than Rosalie and Edward combined. Renesmee accepts animal blood in compensation for human blood, and certain foods, too. Alice is ecstatic at the very idea of having free reign to plan the wedding. Edward is relatively tolerant of Jacob now, but they still have their moments.
The rest of the family is the same as always. There is one change, though. Oh god, what am I going to do with you? You should be wearing something to compliment it, not something to hide it. They are very comfortable and I get a lot of use out of them!
Disgusted at the thought, I said something to Alice I would never in all my existence have thought I would say. You do want to improve your fashion sense! I frowned slightly at the thought of my daughter getting the last measurements of her wedding dress without me. She arranged a pile of roses from the garden while she spoke.
Well, she was half right. Alice flashed me her pixie-like smile and pranced around the kitchen, tidying up as she did so.
I watched in admiration for a quick second as Alice rearranged the silverware on the walls. Every movement of hers could have belonged to a ballerina, so sure and steady. I kissed her on the cheek, and flew up the stairs to retrieve my husband.
In less than a second I was in our bedroom, sitting on the chocolate brown comforter Edward had picked out. Edward was sprawled out on the bed, his bronze hair falling in disheveled ripples across his forehead. Edward was unresponsive. How odd, I thought to myself. Edward rolled over to face me. He smiled his heart-melting smile that enchanted me over a decade ago.
Now stumped, I frowned. Bella, did I already tell you that you look look absolutely marvelous today? Edward said grinning.
I let out a sigh. After a long pause, I burst out in a fit of uncontrollable giggles. Sometimes moments flew by so quickly, and sometimes, time would be at a stand-still, and every second seemed to drag on and on.
After hunting, I had to get a move on, Alice was growing increasingly impatient. I watched her expression from inside the bedroom window. I had to grab my sneakers which Alice hid in her closet, in the hopes of preventing me from wearing them.
I have agreed to go on a shopping spree with her, on one condition. Jasper and I laughed simultaneously. Alice and I sat in the front of the car, while Renesmee sat in the back.
Renesmee chattered merrily about her wedding plans and out of guilt of my disinterest, I began asking questions about the arrangements. I found myself anticipating the wedding. Jake truly loved her, and she felt the same way about him. I looked through the car window with my peripheral vision, and saw a large mall, adjacent to a strip of restaurants.
One of the restaurants in particular reminded me vaguely of the times that Charlie and I would order steak and cobbler, during my human life. The parking lot was half the size as the mall, and as far as I could see, there were no spots available. A car near us was already eyeing the spot, and began to drive increasingly faster.
Alice was speeding to the free spot. I chortled to myself as the color drained from his face, and a bright red flushed his cheeks instead. Renesmee and Alice erupted in a chorus of giggles as the man, who was now unaware of his driving, drove over the curb. The three of us linked arms and entered the mall. Soon I was holding at least twenty five different pieces of clothing, from skirts to dresses to blouses. I looked to see Renesmee and Alice with nearly double.
The three of us slipped into the fitting room unnoticed. It was still early morning, so humans would primarily be sleeping at this time. I grudgingly agreed to change in the same fitting room as them.
How many outfits are you carrying? Alice giggled. Nearly every ensemble Alice and Ness tried on complimented their figures, perfectly. I should have known Alice would go into a fashion-frenzy.
I saw that Alice had taken out the tie in the back of my hair, and my thick, mahogany hair spilled half-way down my back. I was wearing a strapless, satin gown, the first half clung tightly to my skin, while the lower half fell to the floor. From the waist down, there were four tiers cascading over one another. In the back, the upper part of the dress was held together by criss-crossing lace. The corners of my mouth drooped slightly as a thought came to my mind.
I glided up the stairs to our bedroom. Edward, already seeing me come from the small paneled window, was waiting on the Victorian-inspired rose chaise. I plopped down on the chaise, and Edward embraced me. I placed my arms around his neck as I kissed him.
A slight smile crept upon his face as he said this. So consider yourself warned. I came out sporting the black blouse and grey pencil skirt Alice had chosen so tastefully for me.
Edwards face was serious. Cullen, you would out-snob the snobbiest socialite. I came out of the bathroom wearing my pale mint gown, and twirled around for him to see the detailing on the back. Gently, he tugged on the price tag, and it fell into his free hand. Leaving the ticket on a new piece of clothing, that seemed like me. I was so caught up in the fun of the day that I had completely forgotten prices. Edward and I laughed in unison.
Carlisle was discussing something with Esme, speaking in a low, but distinguishable voice. Alice was holding hand with Jasper, who looked to be a little less on edge and a little more relaxed.
He stared at her adoringly. Her alabaster cheeks flushed, and took on a cherry tint. I looked over Jacob more thoroughly now, and noticed a deep gash along his hand. Luckily, it was clean of any trace of blood, but still very evident.
It was Renesmee who answered for him. It went through the ice and.. Renesmee had a pained expression on her face. He chuckled. It reminded me of myself in my human life. Emmet rolled his eyes.
Alice was always two steps ahead of everyone else. In less than a second, a slow, soft song was being played on the stereo, and she pulled Jasper to his feet and they began moving to the beat of the music.
Edward was now pulling me to the center of the floor, and at the same moment Carlisle and Esme were dancing as well. Emmett, sensing her annoyance, grudgingly dragged himself to the place where Rose waited.
All the while she was tapping one of her crocodile-skinned stiletto heels. All of us were dancing to the music, and even I was having a good time. I was with my family, which was the only place I wanted to be. Alice winked. All of a sudden I found myself being carried by Edward into the bedroom. Everything was going so well lately, nothing could put a damper on my positive mood, well almost nothing.
Carlisle met us at the bottom of the stairs when we descended them. His expression was tensed, and for a fraction of a second, he resembled the image of a man older than his age, but soon enough his face smoothed out and his movie-star good looks were restored.
I started to worry. Whenever Carlisle made such a face, it was never a good sign. I loved Renee and will continue to love her through all of my existence, but the memories I have of her are fuzzy, incoherent human ones.
Edward was the one to break the silence. He was completely devoted in making me happy. I could trust Edward with anything. This was just one of the reasons why I loved Edward implicitly. I think the best way to do this is to take one step at a time. Edward nodded. Ironically enough, the phone rang. Emmet was the one who answer. I walked to where Emmett was standing, and took the phone from his outstretched hand. A vaguely familiar voice answered me. It was the voice of my mother.
I took an unnecessary gulp of air and waited for her response. Her voice broke on the last word. I was still the same inside, but on the outside, I was unfamiliar to the people from my human life. I knew he was bad news.
I love him more than anyone and I am definitely happy with my life. Only if you promise not to freak out because of the way I look. Edward wrapped his arm around me. You are such a selfless vampire. I giggled. Renesmee, whose intense strength had improved over the past few years, leaped down the stairs in one graceful bound. She sang his name like it was her most beloved melody. Gently, Renesmee cupped her hands around his face.
I watched as Jacob stared at my daughter. After Jake had seen what Renesmee showed him, he directed his next question towards Edward. It was Edward who answered him. Bella needs to be with her mother right now, even if it is just for a short week. Of course I would be back in time before the wedding, why would Jake think otherwise?
This perplexed me. This was the family I chose to live my life with, why would I desert Renesmee when she needed me most? Edward answered for me again. His voice was hard. I would never put the family in danger, I thought he knew that by now.
We trust you and Edward. There is no reason for any of us to worry about you not being discreet. She nodded. Six hours later, we were on a plane landing in Phoenix, Arizona, the place I had lived a majority of my human life.
Gently, Renesmee cupped her hands around his face. I watched as Jacob stared at my daughter. After Jake had seen what Renesmee showed him, he directed his next question towards Edward. It was Edward who answered him. Bella needs to be with her mother right now, even if it is just for a short week.
Of course I would be back in time before the wedding, why would Jake think otherwise? This perplexed me. This was the family I chose to live my life with, why would I desert Renesmee when she needed me most? Edward answered for me again.
His voice was hard. I would never put the family in danger, I thought he knew that by now. We trust you and Edward. There is no reason for any of us to worry about you not being discreet. She nodded. Six hours later, we were on a plane landing in Phoenix, Arizona, the place I had lived a majority of my human life. Edward and I wore dark, oversized sunglasses, and dressed in unobtrusive browns and blacks. Our main priority was to slip under the radar, the last thing we needed was to draw any attention to ourselves.
When we arrived, Edward knocked twice on the big white doors. I held my breath, a human habit I could never seem to break. An old-fashioned nurse answered the door. The sharply featured woman with a middle-eastern accent said.
I glanced her way for a fraction of a second, and noted that she was at least as old as my mother. I believe she is expecting us.
Hanvor simply nodded and stepped away from the doorway. Edward and I entered the house. What did she think, I was going to steal one of the big glass vases? I chuckled at my own humor. With my peripheral vision, I glanced over the house. Not that much had changed. I felt a pang of sadness after I stepped into my former bedroom and saw everything the same as had been before I left for Forks. One thing became clear, she had missed me more than she let on to. My blue bed with the sun in the upper right corner was made.
The ceilings were white, just the way they always were. Out of mock curiosity, I opened my closet door. If I could have cried, I was absolutely sure I would have. A few pairs of sweat pants were neatly stacked one on top of the other. A plain red dress that I used to wear all the time hung on one of the plastic hangers.
A few pairs of sweaters did as well. I looked up to see Edward looking at me empathetically, while Mrs. Hanovor stood rigidly, staring in disbelief at me. The sound that was emanating from me frightened me. I silently cried, my shoulders heaving up and down as I did so, while I whimpered.
Just knowing that my mom waited ten years for me to come back to her filled me with guilt. She slipped out of the room. Edward showered my face with kisses. Renee, who was propped up in an uncomfortable position lay motionless.
As her eye skimmed me over though, she began to cry with abandon. My silent, nonexistent tears returned. Together, we cried. We cried for what we had lost, and all the hard times. It is true, misery loves company. My once vibrant mother, now looked pale and beaten. Her hair hung limply over her shoulders, the graying raccoon strip more noticeable against her sunken in, angular face.
But under all the sorrow and bandages, you could still see a glimpse of a beautiful woman. As her eyes skimmed me over, she began to cry with abandon. My non-existent tears returned. We wept for what we had lost, we wept for the sacrifices that had been made, and we wept for the sake of weeping.
Somehow, forcing myself to participate in this pity-party had made me actually sad. All I knew was that for just this moment, drowning ourselves in our lamenting was just what we needed. I gently hugged her, forgetting how cold my temperature would be to her human skin.
All the while I was biting my full bottom lip, unaware I was doing so, till now. Edward met my stare for a split second, and I saw the confused look that mirrored my own in his eyes. Renee said. Two impossible questions to answer, not now. I have a daughter who should be ten years old, but looks slightly younger than me, and she is half-vampire half-human. I can outrun any human, and turn stone to dust with my bare hands. Some friends of mine are werewolves, too.
All I can really say is that I was very ill, near death, actually. Renee looked wary. I asked her. There is no other word to describe it. Phil was dependable, he always made sure there was something new to do, and my life was finally complete. He helped me cope while you were at Forks, and he made me appreciate what I had. You should live your life the way you want to, the last thing you need is your fragile mother ruining everything. I looked at my mother. What more could I do? I contemplated over what to do next.
I know only too well the consequences of absorbing yourself in your misery. I had a momentary flash- back of a dim human memory, when Edward estranged me for six months. I shuddered to myself. There are too many memories of Phil here, why make the healing process more painful? Instead of dwelling on the past, you need to pick yourself up and move with the present. Edward and I will book you a hotel room, and stay with you there for a week before we go back home to Astoria.
Before she could have time to intervene, I started packing her suitcase with basic essentials, shirts, pants, underwear, etc. After we arrived at the hotel, I helped her with funeral preparations.
That week I tried to busy Renee in doing uplifting things, watching some comedy shows with Edward and me, talking about actors and movies, etc. I genuinely enjoyed the company of my mother, but I knew that I could have no permanent place in her life, we were like one island separating, becoming two, still familiar to the other but never quite the same.
I planned on visiting her though every so often, and perhaps, if I ever felt ready, I would introduce her to her granddaughter, yes, I would like that. Our plane was taking off in a few minutes, back to Astoria.
I hugged her, and kissed her on the check, Edward did the same. Renee handed me a shopping bag, and inside it contained a few pairs of sweat pants. These are just what I need. Love you. I tried to keep my voice as steady as possible, but the burning ache in my throat to cry was overwhelming. I made a choking sound unintentionally, fighting back tears that would never come. Edward slipped his hand in mine and we boarded the plane, together. It surprised me that in a week without her, I felt like part of me was lost.
Alice said. I groaned. She pulled me by my hand into the house. There were streamers draped meticulously over the stairwell, and confetti sprinkled everywhere. The family asked us about Phoenixand how my mother was doing. Jacob included family, now. Rosalie must have checked the guest list a thousand times. Only 50 people outside our family were coming. Every single vampire, werewolf, and Charlie, had confirmed that they would come. There would be no reception because of how short notice the wedding was.
All the vampires who supported us rather than the Volturi, a decade ago, were coming. All of a sudden the doorbell rang. Alice was already on her feet, but Rosalie was opening the door before he had a chance.
Alice rolled her eyes. Renesmee Cullen. Just your name and our address. Renesmee tore open the box rather quickly.
Before opening the little chest, Renesmee read the note that was attached to the top of the box. I hope you like the gift I have enclosed for you. I would be most grateful if you wore it on the day of your wedding. Best of luck, Aro. Are, the Are from the formidable Volturi?
Aro, the vampire that had threatened to destroy the ones I love most? Why would he contact any of my family, especially when he knew how opposed we were to having anything to do with the Volturi?
Renesmee opened the small chest. Inside, the box contained a hair pin, embellished with diamonds of various cuts. The base was made of gold.
Tons of thoughts ran through my head. Could this be an act of kindness?
Was Aro using this gift as a way to use us? I had too many questions swirling through my head, so I turned to Alice. Alice concentrated. The sun was beginning to rise outside.
In just a few hours, Renesmee Cullen would be a Cullen no longer. It was Alice who answered. Renesmee was standing near the mirror in her wedding dress. Now I understood what Alice meant in the mall. It was a strapless V neck gown, made of several different materials.
Little diamonds, hundreds, perhaps thousands were sewn on the front and back of the first half of the gown. The dress hugged her figure perfectly.
As for the back of the dress, a large silk bow was placed directly under the zipper. Her bronze-auburn hair was worn down in loose curls. The hair pin Aro had given her was holding back some of them. Her cheeks were rosy, and her milk chocolate eyes sparkled.