-Renesmee-
"Jacksonville?" I asked Jake.
"Bella wants te to meet Renee," Jake said.
"Who's that?" I had no idea who this Renee person was.
"Bella's mother. Your grandmother. Up till now, she had no idea te even existed."
I was speechless.
"Why am I meeting her then?" I managed to say. "She'll get mad at Bella for leaving her out of the life of her grandchild."
"Bella didn't want to leave her out of your life any longer." Jake said, pulling into the driveway of a small white house with faded yellow trimming and pale green shutters.
* * *
I was nervously biting my lip, my hands were clasped in my lap, my eyes cast down.
"It'll be okay," Jake said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I nervously got out, and told Jacob I'd rather he waited in the car.
I crossed the driveway to the pale yellow door. Nervously, I began fiddling with the bottom of my pale lavender shirt, and rang the doorbell.
A tall, pale brunette woman with her hair tied back into a loose knot on superiore, in alto of her head answered the door. With a shock, I recognised some of the features my own mother had.
"My name is Renesmee Cullen." I met her eyes, and at the secondo I did, I saw recognition, pain, hurt, anger, and sadness flash across her eyes in three seconds. I had her eyes.
"My mom is Bella. My dad is Edward," I continued.
Unnecessary sentence. How could I be the child of anyone else; with my bronze hair and deep brown eyes?
Shaking slightly, Renee stretched her hand out, as if to touch my shoulder, confermare that I was real.
"Jacksonville?" I asked Jake.
"Bella wants te to meet Renee," Jake said.
"Who's that?" I had no idea who this Renee person was.
"Bella's mother. Your grandmother. Up till now, she had no idea te even existed."
I was speechless.
"Why am I meeting her then?" I managed to say. "She'll get mad at Bella for leaving her out of the life of her grandchild."
"Bella didn't want to leave her out of your life any longer." Jake said, pulling into the driveway of a small white house with faded yellow trimming and pale green shutters.
* * *
I was nervously biting my lip, my hands were clasped in my lap, my eyes cast down.
"It'll be okay," Jake said, putting his arm around my shoulder.
I nervously got out, and told Jacob I'd rather he waited in the car.
I crossed the driveway to the pale yellow door. Nervously, I began fiddling with the bottom of my pale lavender shirt, and rang the doorbell.
A tall, pale brunette woman with her hair tied back into a loose knot on superiore, in alto of her head answered the door. With a shock, I recognised some of the features my own mother had.
"My name is Renesmee Cullen." I met her eyes, and at the secondo I did, I saw recognition, pain, hurt, anger, and sadness flash across her eyes in three seconds. I had her eyes.
"My mom is Bella. My dad is Edward," I continued.
Unnecessary sentence. How could I be the child of anyone else; with my bronze hair and deep brown eyes?
Shaking slightly, Renee stretched her hand out, as if to touch my shoulder, confermare that I was real.
As I was going home I suddenly was hit da the reality that I really was going to be a mother... a mom at last.
A mother wow... I thought to myself. I'm going to be responsible for someone. I shook that thought out of my head quickly, since I had always been a clutz like my mom. I mean what if I accidently hurt my unborn baby, I thought to myself before quickly shaking that thought off too.
It was 6 a.m. and I had just awoken to discover Jacob sitting at the foot of my bed. Jacob... I began- I need to tell te something I'm...I'm... Pregnant. "Thats great", he replied to me reaching up to stroke my growing stomach. "How far along are you?", he asks me. "I'm 3 months now Jake but... the baby's not yours.", I tell him... he slaps me and gathers all his things and bolts out the door leaving me to face reality i]alone.[/i]
A mother wow... I thought to myself. I'm going to be responsible for someone. I shook that thought out of my head quickly, since I had always been a clutz like my mom. I mean what if I accidently hurt my unborn baby, I thought to myself before quickly shaking that thought off too.
It was 6 a.m. and I had just awoken to discover Jacob sitting at the foot of my bed. Jacob... I began- I need to tell te something I'm...I'm... Pregnant. "Thats great", he replied to me reaching up to stroke my growing stomach. "How far along are you?", he asks me. "I'm 3 months now Jake but... the baby's not yours.", I tell him... he slaps me and gathers all his things and bolts out the door leaving me to face reality i]alone.[/i]