Bella bounded down the stairs ready to leave. Leave?
"Hey." She smiled. "Does this look okay?" She asked.
She was wearin a petie کوٹ buttoned up, straight legged jeans, and blue suade boots.
"You look good." I nodded. "What's this for?" I asked gestering to her outfit.
"Jacob text me. He told me he wanted to meet up for lunch." She smiled. "So I'm going to meet him at Los Arcoiris for lunch. آپ don't mind watching Alicen do you?"
I stood up from the سوفی, لٹانا and stood infront of her. "Bella, never again, ask me if I mind watching Alicen. She is my daughter and I always have time for her."
She nodded and grabbed her پرس, تھیلی off the میز, جدول infront of the door. She turned to look at me then ran and pulled me into a hug. "Thank you." She whispered.
I wrapped my arms around her. "For what?"
"Comeing back home. In one, full, unharmed peice." She کہا into my chest.
I chuckled as she pulled away. She walked to the door and flashed me one مزید smile before closing the door.
I strolled over and picked up the phone, dailing Alice's number.
"Hello?" Her voice sang.
"Alice, it's Edward." I informed her.
"Oh, ارے little bro!"
"Hey, سے طرف کی one minute...maybe
She laughed. "Whatcha' need?"
"How long will it take آپ to make a dress for Alicen?" I asked.
Alicen woke up from her nap and walked over to me. "Hi, Daddy."
I picked her up and set her in my lap. "How was your nap?"
"Good." She sighed and layed her head on my shoulder. "Where's Mommy?"
"She's out with Jacob." I sighed. "Do آپ want some lunch?"
"Yeah. I want a bologna sandwhich with cheese and mayonaise."
"Okay." I chuckled. So picky.
I fixed her sandwhich and sat with her while she ate it at the table. We talked about all her پسندیدہ princess and Bella. Bella was her پسندیدہ person to talk to. She was her bestfriend, her mother, her father when I was gone.
She talked about how they would sit and watch Ariel and how Bella would sing the songs to her. How when they would fix lunch she would turn on 'Florence and the Machine' and dance with her.
That must have been who was singing that song about kicking and kissing and fists.
"Mommy's پسندیدہ song is Hurricane Drunk. She sings it to me everyday." She drunk the last of her Coolaid. She sighed and sat back in her chair. "I'm glad your back, Daddy."
"I am too." I told her.
"No, I mean, I'm really really glad. Because now Mommy doesn't cry at night sometimes."
"What? Why did Mommy cry?" I asked. Bella cried...when there was no one here to comfort her. I felt my دل being ripped from my chest.
She just shrugged her little shoulders, pushing curls out of her face. "I'm done. I wanna' go play."
She hopped down out of the chair and set her plate and cup in the sink. She stood up on her سٹول and washed her hands, drying them with the dishtowel beside the sink. She hopped down and ran up stairs to her room.
I sat with my head proped up on my hand. I wish I knew exactly what she would cry about. She told me thank آپ for comming back unharmed and in one peice, so probably worried I might not come back at all. I couldn't keep doing this to her. To Bella and Alicen.
Alicen needed me here and so did Bella. I promised myself that after اگلے years traning, I would be done. I couldn't and wouldn't leave them anymore.
Speaking of Bella, I wish I knew what she was doing. Bella pov
"So Paul is sitting on my سوفی, لٹانا making out with my sister right? Well they were so into the kiss they didn't hear me come up. I walked over and pushed his head sideways and he fell into the floor smacking his head on the میز, جدول on the way down." Jacob laughed.
"Oh, my God." I laughed. "I can't believe you." I told him in between catching breaths.
"They don't makeout in my house anymore." He huffed. "That taught him." He smirked.
He opened the door for me and we stopped سے طرف کی my car. "I had a really good time, Jake." I smiled.
"So did I." He smiled back. "Are we still up for the فلمیں Friday night?"
"Yup. I better get back to Alicen. Thanks again Jacob." I smiled and gave him a quick hug before climbing into my car.
I half waved as I drove off down the street. I turned up the radio to hear my پسندیدہ song. I hope that آپ see me,
Cause I'm staring at you,
But when آپ look over,
آپ look right through,
Then آپ lean and kiss her on the head,
And I never felt so alive, and so.. dead
I'm going out
I'm gonna' drink myself to death
And in the crowd,
I see آپ and someone else
I brace myself
Cause I know it's going to hurt
But I likt to think
At least things can't get any worse.
I always liked this song because the words seemed to jump out at me. It describe me perfectly. I sighed as I pulled into the drive way اگلے to a black Lexus. Who was at my house?
I opened the door and called out. "I'm home!"
I walked into the living room to see another girl sitting on my couch. She had dark hair and darkish skin. She turned around to look at me then stood up. She was wearing a short black dress with a cris crossed design on the front and a jean jacket. She finally reached me and smiled.
"You must be Bella. I'm Elena." She stuck her hand out.
I took her had and smiled wearly. "Hi."
"You must be wondering what the hell I'm doing in your house." She laughed. "I was here talking to Edward. I'm a photographer and I saw him outside on the steps. I took one look at him and thought 'Yummy'." She laughed. "I just have to do a shoot with him."
Yummy?! "Do آپ know where he is?" I asked.
"Oh, I thought I heard آپ yell." Edward walked down the stairs. "How did it go?"
"Great." I smiled.
"Well, Elena, I will get back to آپ soon on your offer." He turned to her and smiled.
"Thank آپ for your time, Edward. It was nice meeting you." They reached the door and she held out her hand.
He took it and brought it up to his lips, and kissed her knuckels. I wanted to throw up eveything I had eaten. Not that it was gross, but that seeing him do that made my stomach flip.
He opened the door and let her out, closed it and walked back over to me.
My mouth hung slightly gaping so I closed it and started walking to the stairs. "I'm going to change."
"Wait Bella." He grabbed my arm.
I pulled it back and looked at him. I stared into his eyes then closing my eyes, took a deep breath. I opened them back up and walked up stairs to my room.
Of course it made sence. Look at her...beautiful. Look at him...beautiful
. Look at me, plain Jane, me.
I took off my clothes pulling on a tank سب, سب سے اوپر and plaid pajama shorts. I pulled my hair into a loose bun at the nape of my neck a few strands of my wavy hair framed my face سے طرف کی my ears.
I walked to Alicen's door and knocked. "Alicen, I'm home."
I heard her little fit pat the hardwood and she opened the door. She walked back over to her بستر and sat back down staring at her tv.
"What's wrong?" I asked her sitting down beside her on her little bed.
"I don't like Miss Elena." She crossed her arms.
"And why not?" I wondered.
"Because. She was messing with Daddy's hair and laughing and playing with his shirt." She growled.
I smiled slightly then it dissapered quickly. "She did?" Oh, no she didn't.
"Yes. Only you're allowed to do that, Mommy." She looked up at me.
I laughed at her. "And why is that?"
"Cause, آپ love Daddy and Daddy loves you." She کہا simply.
I choked on my own spit as I enhaled sharply. I opened my mouth to say something else but there was a knock on her open door. We both turned out head to see Edward leaning against the door frame.
"What are آپ girls talking about?" He asked.
"I don't like Miss Elena." Alicen informed him.
"Why?" He asked.
"Cause she does things only Mommy is allowed to do."
"What might that be?" He asked.
"Like play with your hair, and your shirt, and laugh stupid." He told him.
"Alicen." I warned her.
"Sorry. And laugh weird
Edward and I chuckled at her.
"Only Mommy can do that with you. Cause آپ love Mommy and Mommy loves you." She looked at me. "Right Mommy?"
"Alicen, Sweetie." I sighed.
"Right, Daddy?" She asked a little louder.
"Sin." He bent down infront of her. "Just because I'm your dad and Bella is your mom doesn't mean we love eachother.
I could feel it in my heart. Rip
"Just like Bella thinks Jacob is nice and I like Miss Elena." Rip
"But your supposed to love eachother! That's what mommies and daddies do!" She protested.
"Yes, but we aren't like other mommies and daddies." He told her. "Bella can get married to another boy and I can get married to another girl.
This time I felt my دل hit my feet. Tear.
I wiped it away quickly and got up, half running to my room. Tears were streaming my face. I didn't know if I would make it all the way to my room before I broke down. I could hear my name being called behind me but I kept walking. My name sounded again as I closed and locked my door. I cried and slid down my door sitting with my back against it. I put my head against the wood and coverd my face with my hands. Edward pov
"Hang on." I told Alicen.
"Bella!" I called after her.
She just kept walking, bringing her hands to her face every few سیکنڈ to wipe away...tears?
"Bella!" I cried out one مزید time before she slammed the door.
I had just reached it and put my hands against it keeping myself up. What did I say? What did I do?
I heard her sliding down the door and heard her head slightly thump against the wood. I sat down and rested my head against the door. I was going to sit "with" her.
A few minuted later Alicen came out of her room and looked at me. I held out my arms. She walked over to me and sat in my lap. "She cried like this when آپ were gone." She whispered.
"But why?" I asked.
She sighed. "I know, I'm only four years old, but Aunt Alice told me this. I'm not really supposed to tell you, so promise آپ won't tell anyone?" She asked and stuck out her little pinky.
I wrapped my pinky around hers and she smiled slighly. "She loves آپ Daddy." She told me and rested her head against my shoulder.