So here's the start of my second story.
You might be a little confused at how this story will go, but basically I'm planning to make it more chapters than my first fanfiction.
Kind of like an actual novella, in a way.

It's about a vampire beach.
The idea came to me, as I was on a beach...who woulda though ? ;)
I read another fanfiction that talked about vampires loving the water, and the heat and i thought,
if that is true...someone could make a lot of money opening a private vampire beach :P haha

So here's Bella's story at trying to get her family to the beach :)
Hope you like it! LOTS OF REVIEWS PLEASE AND THANK YOU !


I wasn't aware of the warm, salty blood filling me. I didn't feel it sliding down my throat, satisfying the constant ache. To tell the truth, on this cool mid-July morning, I wasn't thinking of anything other than my dilemma. My seemingly unsolvable issue, that I wanted so badly resolve.

There had to be a way. This wasn't a matter of me against science, or facts. This was simply a matter of hard thinking and planning.

But it was a matter that was occupying every fragment of my thoughts, a matter that had managed to flood my mind throughout every single part of my living the past week.

I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize for several moments that the thin, not very rich blood, was no longer flowing. I dropped the empty deer to the ground lightly, and tried to clear my mind. I closed my eyes tightly, letting the darkness engulf me, allowing it to cloud over my thoughts.

The faint burn still lingered in my throat, but I didn't really need, or want, more blood in my system. It would do no help for me, in my present situation.

"Bella?" a shrill, soprano called to me behind the trees. In the same instant, a small built body with a mess of short black locks was in front of me. "Come on, we gotta go. Nessie should be waking up in a few minutes," Alice told me through slightly blurred eyes. Her eyes blanked completely, and the next minute her bright topaz eyes focused on me once again. "In three minutes to be exact. Plus, Edward and Jazz are already debating on coming to find us,"she added with a peeling laugh.

I forced out a lifeless, meaningless laugh and just nodded. Alice raised her an eyebrow suspiciously, and looked me over through squinted eyes, before slowly turning around and starting to run back to our home.

I was running in step with her shortly after, but I was dazed. Alice noticed... Alice always noticed.

"So Bella, what have you been thinking about? Worrying should I say," Alice began casually, with her knowing smile.

I made a nondescript noise, and shrugged delicately. My dilemma had seeped into my thoughts again, and I couldn't focus long enough to even tell Alice what it was.

Alice waited a moment, as if expecting my explanation. When it didn't come, her pace slowed down considerably, so that we were merely jogging. She looked at me long and critically.

"Bella, do you not expect me to notice? I watched you for six months in my visions when Edward left, and you were relatively the same. Not focused, not speaking, distracted. Mind you, it was of course a bit more exaggerated then, but similar. So spit it out now." Alice said forcefully, yet concerned.

Despite the sting I felt at remembering to distant memory, I laughed wholeheartedly this time. "No, no, nothing like that. I'm sorry, I must be giving off the wrong impression." told her honestly, "I just have a lot on my mind, that's all."

Alice's expectant expression didn't change. I realized with a slight jolt that she was waiting for me to explain. I sighed, but figured I couldn't keep it from Alice for long. Besides if I was to tell anyone, I preferred it be my favourite sister.

"I want to take Renesmee to the beach," I admitted sadly.

Alice's eyebrows crinkled, and she squinted her eyes. She seemed confused. She sped up her pace again, and laughed easily.

"Bella, she can go to the beach. I don't know why she would need to, you just got back from Florida with her, but I'm sure we can make arrangements. Jake, Charlie, Renee again, even Sue..." she assured me and trailed off. Then she turned her focus to the trail, clearly thinking the petty problem was solved.

I thought about just staying quiet, but now that I had part of my burden out, I needed to let it all out.

"No Alice. I want to take her to the beach. Me." I told her longingly, almost childishly.

Her thin eyebrows raised, and her full lips opened in a "O" for a moment, finally everything clicking into place in her mind. "Ahh. I see," she said softly, as she nodded to herself. "When did this sudden," Alice paused to find the right word, "fascination, with bringing Renesmee to the beach yourself come about?" she asked rather formally.

I sighed and delved into the story as we ran. It had a strange similarity to a patient venting to a psychiatrist.

As Alice listened patiently to the story that flood out of me in exact detail, I couldn't help but remember too perfectly all the memories.

Edward and I had been planning to take Renesmee to Florida for several months now, and finally it seemed as though everything was ready to go. We had debated and brainstormed and discussed between ourselves, all the Cullens, Jacob, and Charlie about how best to tell Renee. We all knew it was best not to tell Renee the same way we told Charlie, but we also knew she wasn't stupid. She noticed most things, we couldn't just pull the wool over her eyes.

It was a unanimous decision to tell her what we had first attempted to tell Charlie. We would hopefully make her believe that Renesmee was in fact our niece, Edward's recently killed brother's daughter. If Renesmee didn't age so quickly, we would have simply told her she was our daughter. But at this point, Renesmee looked like a five year old.

Edward and I had calmly explained to her over Skype (a new technology Phil installed, that utterly fascinated Renee) that we wanted to visit her, but we had something to admit. Edward told the story perfectly. He said that some months ago, a lawyer had contacted him, asking if he was Edward Masen. Not knowing how to respond, he said yes. The lawyer begin to explain that his brother, separated from him when they were infants, had been killed. The lawyer asked if we could meet him to discuss very urgent matters.

Edward went on to explain that the very next day the lawyer visited the Cullens home, with news that his brother had a daughter. The little girl's mother had left years before, and seeing as Edward and his brother only had each other, it meant that Renesmee had no family whatsoever. No blood relations, except for Edward.

The story continued, all ending in the conclusion that close to a year ago we had adopted Renesmee as our daughter.

Renee's first reaction was several minutes of complete shock. She didn't speak, her mouth hung open, and her wide eyes looked to a place we couldn't see. But she didn't look angry. She looked as though she was solving a mystery, like finally all the pieces of the puzzle fit. When the silence lingered, I asked gingerly, "Mom?" Renee looked at me quickly and bewildered. "Can I see her?" she asked me softly.

We showed Renee our daughter, and what we were most worried about went over quite well. With the blurry web-cam image, Renee couldn't see well enough to detect my same eye colour in Renesmee's irises. She was won over quite quickly, as most people were with our Renesmee. Renesmee spoke less intelligent than usual, and she naturally was quite shy at first, which all helped Renee believe our story that much more.

Over the next few months I would talk to Renee daily on the phone, and usually Renesmee would speak to her as well. So, by the time we were in Florida, a week ago, Renee wasn't suspicious or uneasy at all.

We had wanted just me, Edward, and Renesmee to visit my mother in Florida, but Jacob was persistent. Even Edward was sympathetic to him. I guess his thoughts were pretty miserable thinking about being away from Nessie.

We were there for a week and a half. Everyday I claimed to still be too sick to go out in the sun. My lie for this one was that I truly had been sick after our honeymoon, and right before Renesmee came, the treatment began working. But I still was undergoing intensive care to hep beat the "rare South American disease." Edward of course wouldn't go out unless I could, and he was too worried to have me in the bright Florida sun, and he couldn't bear to leave me alone.

So that's how it went, for ten days. Jacob (who Renee believed to be Renesmee's godfather) would take Nessie out in the early morning, after she hugged and kissed both Edward and I, and they would stay on the warm beach all day long. Renee and Phil would often go out in the afternoon with lunch, and end up playing with Renesmee for hours, as me and Edward watched through the window of Renee's beach house. Before the sun would begin to get darker, Renee, Phil, Jacob, and Renesmee would come home for dinner. Me and Edward would pretend we had already eaten, and secretly give Renesmee a bottle of blood before she grudgingly ate the human food. But as much as I loved being with my mom, my daughter, my husband, and my best friend, all in one impossibly perfect situation, I still just wanted to hold Renesmee myself as she laughed in the clear sea water.

I never shared these feelings with Edward, knowing his elated mood would dampen if I told him, but one day when I was alone in the house, this one single wish entered my mind and stuck like glue.

I was watching and listening from the window as pre-usual, all alone today as Edward was hunting and Renee and Phil stepped out for groceries. It was about the time they usually came in, and I was wondering why they were taking so long.

"Nessie, we gotta go in, I'm serious," Jacob said forcefully, but I could tell it killed him to force her into anything.

They were the only ones left on the beach, the sun was setting, but Renesmee still stood at the edge of the shore. Jacob was beside her, looking down at her pleadingly. They're silhouettes, huge and petite, stood out against the setting sun.

"Please just one more! Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty please!" Renesmee begged sweetly, pulling on Jacob's hands.

Even from where I was, I could see Jake's dark, heavy eyes looking torn. He looked at her heartbroken, being split in half between doing what kept her safer and what she wanted.

"Fine, fine," Jake let in, exasperated. "One more time, just once," he said, showing her one finger. Her glittering smile exploded, and she hit Jacob with the full force of her marveling smile.

Jake smiled back uncontrollably, and began walking deeper in the water. Renesmee however, caught hold of his arm and tugged him back.

"What's wrong, Ness?" he asked confused.

"Just me this time." Renesmee demanded, pointing her small finger at her chest.

Immediately Jacob scooped her up, and looked at her hard and intensely. "No, no way Renesmee. The deal was one more time with me, or we're going in!" Jacob threatened seriously.

Renesmee wrapped her delicate arms around his giant neck and her brown eyes were huge and pleading. "Please?" she said sadly.

Jacob closed his eyes, and sighed. "Just to that little leaf! See that one right there! Not even under the water!" Renesmee pleaded with a bright smile as she stretched her arm out in the direction of the tiny brown leaf. Of course we all could see the soggy leaf, half way to the second sand bar, torn by the waves with are super natural eyesight.

Jacob just sighed again, and let her down defeated. He bent down on his knees and grasped her shoulders gently, looking her right in the eye. "Renesmee, if you go any farther, you won't be coming to the beach again for... the next two days." Jacob threatened unwillingly . "I promise." she replied happily. "Watch me!" she shouted as she ran gracefully into the ocean waves.

Jacob smiled encouragingly at her before she turned completely around, and then his expression became pained. Pained that he let her go, hurt that he might endanger her if he gives her what she wants, and upset if he has to say no to her wishes. This "giving the love of your life everything she desires" was kind of a bitch to him.

He stood at the waters very edge, looking as nervous as I felt. But I knew deep down I had nothing to worry about. Jacob would have her in his arms before her mound of bronze curls could fully disappear under that water, and for that reason I was grateful Jacob had imprinted on my daughter.

Of course, she swam fast and strong, through the waves and the water that was twice as deep as she was, and she held the little leaf in her hand in no time. She held it up in the air for Jacob to see.

He smiled widely, and reached her in less than half the time it took her to get to the leaf. He lifted her up in the air and spun her around before slinging her tiny body onto his back. He swam out of the water and began jogging up to the house. I moved away from the window, as I always did, pretending I didn't watch anything, so that Renesmee could tell me all the days events in detail.

Jake walked through the front door in the next minute and Renesmee slung off his back. She ran into my arms still wet, as Jake shook the water from his hair and smiled his big, goofy grin. Even as a human he resembled a dog, and I couldn't help the grateful, loving smile that formed on my face.

"I'm going to take a shower Bells, be done before supper," Jake said as he walked to the bathroom. I wrapped Renesmee in a towel and held her on my lap, waiting for her to tell me everything.

She smiled and said proudly, "I went all by myself. I swam to the second sand bar, without Jacob or Renee or Paul. And I didn't even go under!" she informed me with a wide, jubilant smile, followed by a display of her accomplishment in my mind. I open my mouth in fake shock.

She nodded to me to prove she was telling the truth as I smiled adoringly at her. "That's my girl. Half vampire, half human, half fish," I said. She giggled a sound like crystal bells and burrowed her head into my neck. I kissed her wet, tangled curls, wondering why she wasn't continuing. Usually she talked, or at least showed me, for minutes straight.

I felt her body raise as she yawned, and I smiled, now understanding. Before she went limp and asleep in my arms, she raised her dimpled hand to my cheek. She showed me her splashing, and jumping, and swimming with Jacob, Renee, and Phil. She was happy and enjoyed it more than anything. The images became blurry and before they blanked completely, she managed to get across her message.

Swimming at the beach was one of her favourite things in the world. She needed to say nothing else.

At that moment the longing I felt in my heart erupted. I looked at her bathing suit clad body and saw her dreams of the ocean and the beach, and that was the moment this fascination, as Alice had called it, came about.

At that moment, I wanted nothing more than to take my daughter to the beach, and now that I was back in Forks, I would stop at nothing to give her that.