i don't own anything!
renesmee pov
When i asked my dad about my mom, he would tell me that she was the love of his life and that she left after having me.
Leaving me without a mom and my dad heartbroken.
I hate her for it, but how can you hate somebody that you don't know?
Somebody were you only hear good things about?
I feel like I know her because of all the things I hear,
But yet she is a stranger to me.
I have dreamed of meeting her but not like this.
As a little girl I wanted her to come out of my Christmas presents not dolls or a bike.
Over the years I started hating her more than ever.
But now I feel nothing…
And here I am standing by the front door that I just opened and I see her standing there.
Her beige trench coat is matched to her umbrella.
Her dark brown hair that is in a French braid to the side looked even darker next to her pale skin.
I don't believe that this real but her eyes tell the truth.
The ones my dad fell in love with, the eyes that are the same as my own.
Why?
Is god punishing me? Because I made every one that ever love me cry in pain?
Is It faith? Is it karma?
I want to shout at her for leaving me. I want to hit her for coming back .
But most of all I want to make her feel the pain of loneliness for breaking my dad's heart
Is she here for forgiveness?
To love us again? To beg us to take her back?
Or is she not here for us? But for her stuff? That she left here years ago?
I want to know what I should say.
Why are you here?
Leave!
Mom?
I missed you
No nothing seems to fit.
Will I let her love me again if she wants to stay? Or will I guard my heart? Will dad forgive her?
Is she here for him?
Am I the reason she left him?
Am I that horrible?
Did she leave for the same reason that everybody at school hates and bullies me?
Am I a freak?
Am I stupid?
Am I not good enough to live in the same world as them?
Am I nothing?