Apparently this is not my popular story although I had more than 600 hits, but only received 1 comment. Oh well...

But, I'm a responsible author *grin* I always finish what I started, so this is the last chapter from this short story.

I don't know how SM portrayed Renesmee, but being Edward and Bella's daughter, surely, she has stubborn side, witty and some languages. LOL.

Thank you for those of you who read, hopefully this meaningless story gives you all a reasonal side from Edward's little family. Please, keep reading and leave a review...if you like ^^


Chapter 3 - With Renesmee

If speaking with Jacob was easy, it was a different thing for Renesmee. I suggested to Jacob that the three of us talked with Renesmee instead of only himself, but Jacob insisted he needed to explain to my daughter about the imprint first and then he will tell Renesmee the truth.

"I'm worried," Bella said to me in the afternoon when Jacob took our daughter to have dinner. We were both sitting in the living room with all the family. We were anxious too because after the truth was revealed, we will move from Forks.

I looked at my wife and kissed the top of her head, inhaling her sweet scent. "Don't worry, love. We are all together," I murmured to her hair.

Bella nodded stiffly.

Are you sure everything is going to be fine? Because your story are kind of...complex. Emmett's mental voice rang in my mind.

I glanced at him and scowled. He grimaced.

This is ridiculous. Stupid. Stupid.

I tensed. I recognized the 'voice'. It was my daughter. They were near the house. All my family turned their heads to my direction when I went stiff.

"What is it?" Bella asked.

"Renesmee. She's home," I answered flatly.

I hope all of them are still in the house. She's really mad. This time it was Jacob's.

"Is it good?" Rosalie asked.

I hate them. I hate all of them. My daughter kept chanting the words in her mind. This is not good.

"No," I answered shortly.

All of them were tensed now, including Bella. All of our heads were turned to the front door. After several moments, we could hear the rumbling of Jacob's old car and we all didn't move. Both Jacob and my daughter were saying different words in their heads. One was in angry mode while the other one was in helpless mode. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Edward, is it really bad?" My wife asked again.

I raised my head and looked at her golden eyes. I smiled slightly. "We have to be ready for what she said. Verbally and mentally, for my part. This thing will happen sooner or later."

Bella nodded cautiously.

And then the front door burst open and we saw Renesmee walked in into the living room with Jacob in her tow. Her face was flushed with anger.

"Just leave me alone, Jacob. I don't care about you and about anything. You imprint on me? What am I? I was just a baby at that time. That's ridiculous," My daughter shouted at Jacob.

That's correct. Emmett said again in his mind.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"That was the thing that I couldn't control, Nessie." I saw Bella winced when Jacob called Renesmee's nickname. "I love you."

Renesmee's eyes narrowed. Her breath hitched.

Edward, she's really angry. This is not good. Jasper said to me. I knew that better than anyone.

"You love me? YOU LOVE ME?" And then she looked to all of us and her eyes narrowed when she saw Bella. I tensed. I hate you, Mom.

"Renesmee, don't say anything like that to your mother!" I said sternly.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see Bella looked at me sharply. "Say what? Edward?"

I clenched my jaw. "Renesmee!"

My daughter chuckled darkly and looked again to Jacob. "You don't love me, Jacob. You love HER!" Her eyes were on Jacob, but her index finger was pointed to Bella.

All of us were gasped in surprise, except me. I still staring at my daughter and didn't move.

"I'm not stupid, Jacob. You love me because my eyes are my mother's, because everything that left from her human time was all in me. No! You don't love me and I don't want to love you," She said with acid in her tone.

Jacob's thoughts were no longer coherent when he heard my daughter's words. I knew how he felt. I was in his position once. I was preparing myself to receive that kind of treatment if Bella didn't want me anymore after I left her.

"Nessie, please..." He trembled.

"Stop it! I don't want to hear it anymore. I hate you." And then she looked to all of us. "I hate all of you!" She ran upstairs, obviously to my old room and closed the door loudly.

All of us were staring at the scene in a daze.

"Wow, that was good. I was expecting for her to throw that dog out from the house," Emmett said jokingly.

We all looked at Emmett and scowled.

He looked at us innocently. "What?"

Jacob still stood there, stunned. I loosened my hold on my wife and approached him. I wrinkled my nose from the wolf scent.

"Hey," I touched his shoulder lightly.

He startled and looked at me. His dark eyes were sad. "Oh, hey. Sorry about that. I didn't expect for her to react that way. I guess I deserve it."

I shook my head. "No, we all deserve it. She needs to know anyway." I glanced to my old room's door. My daughter put an alternative CD loudly and her thoughts were jumbled around.

"What is she thinking now?" Jacob asked me.

I smiled grimly and looked at him. "Lots of things. But, mostly not the good things. She's really angry. You better go home, Jacob. I'll call you when she feels better."

Dream on. Renesmee's mental voice answered my words to Jacob. I knew she still could hear me, but I ignored it.

Jacob nodded slowly and glanced briefly to my old room before he walked outside. My family said their goodbyes and their sympathy for him. I glanced briefly at Bella who sat motionless on the couch. I'll need to talk to her later. I walked Jacob to his car.

"Everything is perfect, huh?" Jacob muttered to himself.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Renesmee didn't show me what happened at the dinner and so did you. What is exactly happening at that time?"

Jacob chuckled nervously. "I'm sure you'll ask that." And then he opened his mind and I could see what happened to the dinner. It all went well in the beginning, but turned not so well after Jacob told Renesmee the truth. She quickly stood from her place and wanted to run home, but Jacob stopped her and after paid the bill in a hurry, he drove my daughter home.

"I see," I said shortly.

Jacob nodded and sighed. "If...if she still didn't want to see me, will you promise to tell me when you guys are going to move?"

I smiled slightly. "It will never turn that way. But, of course we need to prepare for the worse. You have my word, Jacob. Drive safely. Say hi to your father and Seth." Or maybe Leah..

"Okay."

I watched him drove away from our driveway and disappeared in the end of the road. I sighed and looked to my old room's window. It was still bright, but I didn't see my daughter from the window. She still awake, though. I walked back to the house while my family was still in the living room.

Bella exhaled when she saw me and ran to hug me. She burried her head in the crook of my neck and I kissed her hair. "Is it bad, isn't it? She hates me. That what she told you in her mind, wasn't it?"

"Shh...It will be alright, sweetheart. Don't worry."

I looked at my family and they all grimaced. I knew they couldn't help me for this one. This was my problem with my daughter.

Renesmee obviously wanted to spend her time alone in my old room, so I didn't say goodbye to her before I walked back to our cottage with my wife. Bella was silent and I just rubbed her palm with my thumb when I held her hand. I opened the front door when suddenly my wife pushed me into the wall and she kicked the door closed.

I couldn't even realize what happened next when she started to kiss me passionately.

"Bella...love...what are you-"

"Shhhh..." She put her finger on my lips and my whole body jolted with passion. Her eyes were dark with passion and I was sure my eyes were no different.

She kissed me again, more slowly this time, but the overriding passion already consumed both of our bodies. She tore my T-shirt and I kissed her fiercely.

Don't think. Just feel. She said in her mind and I forgot everything. We didn't even move to our bedroom.


Renesmee barely spent her time with us since that night. She even didn't speak to Bella or to me. I knew this is not good, but I couldn't start to speak with her if she couldn't control her own feelings. Jacob called me three times, asking how Renesmee has been doing and every time he called I gave him the same answer. She barely came out, if she did it was for hunting or eating her food in the kitchen. She didn't speak much and her behavior started to worry everyone in the family. But, I knew better. I just needed to wait.

It was one week after the incident when I realized my daughter was calm. She was still in my old room. Her thoughts were strangely...peaceful. The house was quiet, because all of my family were out to shopping today. I knew they wanted to get out from the tensed atmosphere. Bella insisted to stay with me, but I knew she was emotionally exhausted like the others. I told her to join the shopping with the family and she grudgingly agreed.

I walked into my old room and knocked on the door. "Renesmee? Honey?"

Go away. She answered me mentally.

I almost smiled when I remembered Bella once said that words to me after she passed out from blood typing. I pretended I didn't listen and slowly opened the door. My daughter was sitting in the large glass window. Her back was on to me and her bronze locks sometimes danced from the wind blowing. My cold heart felt warmer when I saw that. I closed the door slowly and walked into her direction. She still didn't turn around to look at me. I sat next to her and looked at the forest outside the house.

I told you to go away, Dad. Don't you ever listen?

I smirked. "If I listened to all my family advices, you wouldn't be here right now." That was true. I will be giving up pursuing Bella and probably ended up somewhere in dark attic around Mexico. I shuddered.

She rolled her eyes and I smiled when I saw her brown eyes was not so sad anymore.

"Why are you here, Dad?"

I grimaced. "Well, they kick me out from the shopping trip, so I guess I'm staying here with you."

"Ha ha."

I smiled and gingerly stroked her bronze hair, the exact replica of my hair color. She sighed and scooted closer to me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and leaned her head to my chest. I kissed her hair and leaned my chin to the top of her head.

"I'm sorry, Dad," She whispered. Her voice was shaky and I furrowed my eyebrows.

I leaned away from my embrace and titled her chin to look at me. Fresh tears flew on her pink cheeks and my heart broke thousand times when I saw that. My memory drifted to Bella when she was crying like that.

"Renesmee, honey...it's alright. Please, stop crying," I whispered while wiping her tears gently.

She still sobbing and sometimes wiped her eyes slowly. "I'm...I'm just confused, Dad. I don't know what to think...or...or..what to do...or-"

"Shhh..." I cupped her face with my hands and she looked at me with brown watery eyes. My dead heart clenched. "No one is going to blame you. I know this is a serious thing. We were just worried because you never spoke to us about what you felt. I only could see what you are thinking, but you know I can read your mind. You can play tricks with your mind."

She sniffled and nodded slowly. She hugged me again and sobbing harder. I didn't stop her this time. I knew she needed to let everything go and I was just being a good father. I hugged her closely while she was crying, the same thing when I held Bella all night after she was saying goodbye to someone.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head to my daughter's head.

Renesmee fell asleep after her broke down and now she was laying on the king size bed, the one which I brought for Bella once. She curled up under the golden comforter and I lay next to her, gently stroking her hair and humming her lullaby. And then I heard knocks from the door.

"Come in," I said in low voice, too low for not waking up my daughter.

Bella popped her head from the door and I smiled when I saw her. I missed her already.

"How is she?" Bella asked me, biting her lip.

The desire surged into me when she did that. I shook my head briefly. Focus, Edward! I sighed. "She's better. She feels bad for making everyone worried." I smiled and looked at my wife. "Sometimes she's just like you, love."

Bella chuckled nervously and walked around the bed to lay on the other side of the bed. Our daughter was sleeping between both of us now. She stroked Renesmee's hair and my dead heart felt warmer again. They are my special girls and I will protect them no matter what the cost. I knew The Volturi was seeking opportunity to destroy us someday, but we will be ready. I will be ready.

"Thank you for staying with her, Edward. I know she needs you."

I smiled timidly. "Anything for you, love."

Bella kissed Renesmee's forehead and got up from the bed. She walked into my direction and gave me a deep longing kiss. My hands were automatically started to roam over her body before she stopped me.

"Not now, love," She whispered to me and I shivered.

She smirked and lowered her shield. We can continue this in our bedroom. Do you want to see my new lingerie?

She didn't have to tell me twice.


The next day, my daughter surprised me when she called me from her mind. I was laying in our bed with Bella after...uhm...spending our quality time together.

Dad, sorry to disturb you, but can we go hunt today?

I unconsciously turned my head to the door's direction and Bella sat immediately. She wrapped her body with the sheets. Her new lingerie didn't last long last night.

"Who is it?" She asked me.

I smiled and turned my head to her direction. "It's our daughter. She wants to go hunt with me today."

My wife furrowed her perfect eyebrows. "Okay..." She said uncertain.

I kissed Bella deeply before got up from the bed and opened the closet to pull out some clothes. My wife still lay there, looked utterly desirable. I tried very hard not to pounce on her again. After I felt decent enough, I kissed Bella again and she stroked my hair.

Hurry back to me. She said mentally.

I smiled lovingly. I kissed her again and said on her lips, "Always."

I got out from the cottage and found my daughter leaned on to a tree, far enough for Bella to recognize her scent, but close enough to my mind-reading ability. Clever girl.

She grinned when she saw me, but it didn't reach her eyes. She kept her mind busy, but I knew she wanted to talk with me. Father's intuition, I guessed.

I smiled and then she stood from her previous state. "Come on, Dad," She said to me before took off running. I shook my head and started to run after her.

We ran for a while, feeling the wind blew on our faces. I kept pace with her and carefully monitored her mind while we ran. She still was keeping her mind busy. And then we stopped at the edge of the cliff. I recognized this place. This was near the treaty line, I once took Bella and Renesmee here when she still technically three years old.

My daughter sat and hugged her knees while I sat next to her. "I thought we were out for hunting'" I said playfully to her.

She chuckled. "We will...after I talk to you."

I nodded. "Go on."

She sighed. "Is it true, Dad? Is it true what Jacob told me?"

I pursed my lips. "Which part is the story that you want to know about the truth?"

She rolled her eyes. "Fine!" And then she looked at me. "Is it true that you left Mom once?"

I went rigid and Renesmee could sense the change of my demeanor.

"Dad?"

I relaxed slightly and sighed. "Yes, it's true. It was after your Mom's birthday party. She cut her finger and Uncle Jasper almost attacked her. I successfully saved her, but I pushed her into living room table and she got hurt."

My daughter's eyes widened. "She did?"

I smiled grimly. The guilty feeling appeared again in my chest. "I decided to give her a normal life, so I...left her. I lived by myself for a while and then I received a phone call that your Mom is dead." I skipped the part when I had to hunt Victoria. She didn't need that part of the story now.

Renesmee nodded slowly. "That was when you went to Italy and met them. The Volturi," She shuddered slightly when she said the name. My daughter still had a bad memory about the Italian vampires.

"Yes. I asked them to kill me, because I couldn't live without your mother."

She turned her attention back to the sight across the cliff. "And in your absence, Jacob and Mom were getting close."

I repressed the urge to shudder from the memory. But, I knew I had to do it now. For my daughter. "Yes," I answered slowly.

"Did Mom love Jacob?"

I swallowed hard. As much as I didn't want to say no, but I knew it wasn't true. Bella loved Jacob too at that time, although she said she couldn't live without me and chose me. "Yes," I answered again.

Renesmee closed her eyes and sighed. She opened her eyes again and put her chin on her kness. "So, I'm the second best?"

"Renesmee Cullen, never say that!"

She chuckled darkly. "What am I suppose to say, Dad? The man who said he loved you, but he was sucking face with my mother? I'm grateful if I still had my sanity right now."

I blinked several times. I never expected for her to say that, but she was right. I could understand what she was feeling now. Every sane girl will have that kind of perspective.

She sighed. "I don't hate Mom, Dad. I just didn't like what she was doing at that time. Hurting you. I can't understand why you still accepted her, Dad. She was kissing Jacob behind your back. How could you stand it?"

I smiled weakly and gently stroking her hair. "When I left your mother, I left her bleeding. Jacob was the one who stitched the wound and when the wound was healed, you could still see the mark. Jacob was the mark in my relationship with your mother and I can't throw that away."

Renesmee looked at me with sad expression. Sorry, Dad. I didn't know you've been through so much. I'm sorry.

I chukled and kissed her forehead. "It's alright, sweetheart. I forgive you. But, please don't be too hard with your mother and Jacob. They love you too."

She scoffed. "We'll see about that."

I frowned. "Renesmee!"

She rolled her eyes. "I promise to be nice with them, but I'm not making promise to like what they did. It will take time."

I smiled timidly and patted her shoulder gently. "Don't worry. We have time."

She laughed lightly and my dead heart turned warmer again hearing her melodic laugh.

"So, when will we be moving?"

I turned my head to see the sight far away from the cliff. "Soon. After we settled this problem."

"It's settled already," She insisted.

"Ren-"

"I said it's settled, Dad. I will find my own way to accept this. But, not now, I guess."

I nodded slowly and my daughter turned to look at me. She held my hands and smiled. "You're always be the number one man in my life, Dad."

I smiled widely and kissed her forehead again. I stroked her cheek. "I just want you to be happy. Our family will live for another century and seeing everything changed once again."

I paused and looked at her deeply.

"But...you, my daughter. You will experience more and I want you to know that I'll be there for you."

She smiled warmly and hugged me. "Thank you, Dad. I love you."

I rubbed her back. "I love you too, sweetheart."


I know...not the best chapter, but I guess it's make sense with the situation. Perhaps SM will continue the saga from this last chapter. LOL. Kidding.

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