Edward you really need to come down here.
She will be fine, Edward. She isn't going to wake up for another two and half days. I've seen it.
Son, your daughter needs you right now.
My family's thoughts have been echoing through my head for the past three hours now. Why can't they understand that I want to be with Bella, I need to be with her? I was the one that did this to her. She is in incredible agony for my stupidity. It was my fault. I should have said no, we should have waited until after she was changed. Something always happens to keep us from being safe and happy. Who knew that this time it would be a mere child? Now, I love my daughter, I really do. It's just so hard to hold the very creature that put my angel through so much hurt and pain.
"Edward…?"
I turned to see my mother standing in the doorway. I gave her a half-hearted smile and turned back to face my beautiful wife. She looked heavenly surrounded by the white sheets that my sisters had gladly changed after her delivery. I was shocked when Rosalie was able to hold her breath upon cleaning Bella's blood. I stood my utterly helpless as I went to wash the blood off my own hands. I will never be able to understand that sensation again. I turned to stare at her lightening skin in the sunlight. Her hands and fingers twitched sporadically in my own. Resting my chin on her stomach, I watched take slow breaths into her changing body. Her steps were almost silent as she approached me.
"I know that you don't want to leave, dear. But you must see your daughter. She is waiting for you." Esme said softly. She is such a kind hearted soul; I really didn't deserve such a lovely person as my motherly figure.
I took in a shaky breath. "Well, she will just have to wait. Her mother is a little more important to me right now."
"Oh, Edward, you don't mean that. You're just really upset right now. Bella will be fine. I will stay right with her the entire time that you are gone. But please. Go and change, then go meet your daughter. She wants you."
My daughter. I have met the creature. I was the one that had to use my teeth to help her escape from her stone-like wall. I watched as Bella begged to hold her, the love and joy shining through her eyes. That was the last emotion I saw before I passed the child on to someone else. I'm really sure who it was at the moment.
How could I just pass her along? What kind of a father am I?
I cleared my thoughts as I went to our bedroom to change clothes. Oh, Bella's scent was still in here. Reluctantly, I pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and a button down before descending the stairs to meet my child. My child. My daughter. Emotions started hitting me at once. I was father. Something that should have been impossible for me became true. She was a miracle. I dropped to my knees as the weight of that statement hit me full on. Sure, I had read the thoughts of many parents throughout my century of existence, but it is an entirely different feeling when it is your own flesh. Just then, a wave of calm seeped into my system and I silently thanked my brother for helping me through this difficult time.
Somehow, I regained my composure and took the final step to enter the living room. Most of my family was huddled in a small, tight circle around Rosalie, who was sitting on the couch.
Good for you, Edward.
I knew you would come!
Dang, now I owe Jasper 50 dollars! But I'm glad you're here bro. You really have to check this kid out! She is totally going to be my new playmate.
I shook my head in laughter at my favorite brother's thoughts. Only he would have such a nonchalant attitude in times such as these. I cleared my throat hoping to gain Rose's attention. Her thoughts registered the interruption, but her body didn't acknowledge it.
"Now Rose, I know you love her. But Edward really needs to hold his daughter." Carlisle spoke gently to my sister before taking Renesmee in his arms. Renesmee. My beautiful daughter.
"Here you are son." He said as he passed the small bundle into my waiting arms.
I immediately had to sit down as I looked into the mesmerizing eyes of my daughter. She had Bella's lovely chocolate eyes and my unruly bronze hair that held tight curls much like Charlie's had once been. Poor girl, she was bound to have some rather difficult hair days, but I assume her Aunt Alice would be more than happy to help her out in that situation. I pulled my kneed up so that I just sitting with my ankle crossed on the couch. I just couldn't get enough of this child. She was an utter miracle. One of a kind. How could I have ever wanted to exterminate her? She was much too precious. Oh, how I loved the stubborn nature of my angel.
Renesmee and I sat in that same position for what must have been hours just staring at each other. The rest of my family and silently excused themselves so that I would experience some alone time with her, but not before Alice got a quick shot for her baby book.
"You are such a beautiful baby and Daddy loves you so much. Mommy loves you too, but she will have to meet you again in just a few short days." I told her as my non-beating heart twisted at the thought of Bella laying upstairs suffering.
Then, she did something amazing. I had my face close enough to hers so that I could give her gentle kisses when she reached up with her tiny hands to grab the my face. Flashes of colors and feelings exploded into my mind, much like happened during Bella's pregnancy. I quickly broke away for her contact causing her to wrinkle her face in sadness. The pictures were still floating into my mind, but they were less stimulating before. I noticed this and put my face close enough for her to touch once again. She reached up again and told me her feelings through simple touch. This child was amazing. This much be what Emmett was thinking about early.
"Oh, Renesmee! You are such a wonderful child. Daddy loves you so much! You are going to be such a Daddy's girl!" I chuckled while nuzzling into her warmth. Carlisle had explained to be about her chromosomes sometime earlier that day so the sudden temperature change hadn't frightened me. My thoughts were surrounded my so much happiness that I didn't notice Jacob walk into the room. If he hadn't spelled so repulsive, I most likely would have not even known he was anywhere near the house. I didn't really want to see him. He had given up on Bella. I never did. And I will never give up on her.
"What do you need Jacob? I'm busy with my daughter right now." I answered without breaking my stare from Renesmee.
"Um…I think we need to talk." He stated nervously. His mind was instantly flooded with all of the feelings that he held for my daughter. My pride and joy.
"Jacob…" I stated slowly inhaling and exhaling through my mouth; causing venom to pool.
"Y-yes?" he answered nervously.
"You better run…NOW!"