Come Back To Us

by fayewills

Bella gave birth to her and Edwards daughter 9 months ago when everything in her life was perfect, just the way she wanted it to be. Only, fast forward to present day and Edward has moved out of the family home and also left Bella brokenhearted and wanting him back. She knows she has to be strong for the babies sake but can she really move on from Edward and the life she once had?

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One

"Come on baby push, you're doing fab, you're doing amazing, come on, remember what they told you, us both in our Antenatal classes, take deep breaths, in through your nose out through your mouth"

"Just, stop telling me what to do Edward, I'm pushing ahhhh, no more babies, I swear to God, none. Oh my God, I can't take it anymore, make it stop" I ranted at my boyfriend of four years, Edward Cullen. I gripped on to his hand for the whole time, until our beautiful baby graced us.

"Bella, you did it" he told me with tears in his eyes "We have a daughter, you've made me a Daddy, babe, I love you so much, I'm so proud of you" Edward lent over me and kissed my forehead so softly.

I sat back on the bed not caring what I looked like and moved my eyes to the ceiling before letting out a huge sigh of relief. I couldn't believe Edward and me were parents, I was someone's Mummy, me, little boring, mundane, Bella now had given birth to Edward's baby girl, I felt like the luckiest person alive. Edward and our daughter made me feel alive.

Edward and me had met back in High School, he was the schools talent everybody liked what they saw, myself included, I thought he wouldn't look twice at me not when I sat with Jessica Stanley who was by far the most stunning girl you could imagine. I remember that first time I went to Biology class and there was only one seat untaken and that was next to Edward, if I hadn't have gone to that class I would not be where I am today or would I? We did not speak to each other that day very much; we just swapped names and the odd glance. Edward was beautiful, so much so that I doubted he was even human. "That's stupid Bella" I thought to myself.

Fast forward four and a half years and here I am, sat in what used to be our family home, looking at a picture of the three of us me, Edward and Ella, our perfect bundle of joy. In this photo we had taken Ella to the beach for the first time, on our first family holiday, Ells was on only six months in this photo, sat on Edwards knee giggling her little head of at me taking photos of her and her handsome Daddy.

As I blinked, I noticed there were drops of water on the picture, I blinked again, they kept appearing then I released I was once again crying. This was happening every night since he left, I can't stop the tears, why has he left us? What did we do? Was there someone else? Was I not enough for him? What about Ella? I stopped the questions from spinning around and around in my head for a second. Edward hadn't left our daughter he'd left me, he was coming round every night to tuck the baby in and kiss her goodnight just like when he was living here with us. The love of my life still loved our daughter he just didn't love me anymore, it broke me into pieces but I know I have to be strong for my baby girl, she is the most important factor in this mess, not me, not Edward, Ella, our little precious Ella. I reached for my phone and set up a text to Edward and typed the following message:

Come home baby, I miss you, I love you, we love you, I'm sorry xxxxx

Like every night I could not bring myself to send it, I could not let him see that I was weak, that I was broken, he needed to think I was being strong, strong enough to let him go, after all he left because I was a dick to him, I didn't mean to be but I was and I am so sorry for that, like the unsent text said. My depression had got the better of me and he left. Don't get me wrong, Edward was there, he still is in a way but not in the way I want him to be – not the way I need him to be.

I looked up at the clock on the wall, 12.30am. "Shit" I thought to myself, id put Ella to bed at 6.30pm, I had been up every hour to check on her but I could hear her little cries coming from the baby monitor that was placed on the coffee table. I went into the bedroom and picked her up out of the crib and gave her a night feed and a kiss and cuddles, a sang her my lullaby, the song Edward wrote for me when we first met

"That's it baby girl close your eyes and get some asleep, Daddy will be here to take you out in the morning, I love you princess, nighty night' I whispered as I lowered Ella into her crib, before turning her light off and heading to bed myself, as tomorrow would be a big day for us girls.