DISCLAIMER: The characters in this story aren't mine. Their creator is STEPHENIE MEYER. Oh and also this story was originaly created in spanish by a friend of mine. She told me to publish it in ENGLISH because she's really lazy and does't want to publish another story at the moment. PLEASE ENJOY. ^^
Blood Ties
Bella POV
We were on our house's living room in Manchester. My dad had asked for an urgent family reunion, thing that didn't happen often, and now I was waiting for him to talk once and for all.
- Our friends from Italy just called me, they say that they need us there, but that we aren't obligated to go, it's about a cordial invitation- he informed us.
- Not that indeed they could force us to go- I replied acidly.
- Please Isabella, let's hear everyone's opinion.- said with a tired sigh, he knew me too well as to know that I wouldn't change my mind, except for one reason, or rather, one person.
My father, Charlie Swan, was the head of our family, but when it comes to making important decisions, he always asked for our opinion. Despite his short age, 30 years, He was a responsible father and concerned for his family. To be my father, I wasn't ashamed to say that he was very beautiful, the fine features of his rough face were an ideal contrast in his face, deservedly my mother fell in love with him at first sight. He was tall, of good physical complexion, his hair was brown almost black and his eyes were of a strange color and characteristic in our family.
- I think we should go, it's time to move- view Rose
Rosalie Swan, she was 19 years old, her eyes the same familiar color, that combined perfectly with her grand hair of the color of the sun and the thin facial features of her face, made of Rosalie a person including more beautiful than a magazine model. She was like seeing my grandmother in her youth, they looked greatly alike, but although my sister was perfect, the whole family, including her, we knew there was someone even prettier than her.
- You only want to go to show Heidi that you are more beautiful, thing that I don't think…I'm sorry sister.- commented with a false innocence Garret.
Garret Swan, his hair ash blond, with the same features of my father, a prominent stature, almost similar to a bear, made him one of the most beautiful man I had ever seen, his smile always permanent and that revolutionary and adventurous spirit were the complete complexion of my 18 year old brother.
When Rosalie was preparing to answer, in the same discussion as always, my mother interrupted.
- Guys! It's not time for your immature and unnecessary discussions- she re-lit them with serenity- This is something that includes all of us, it must be something serious, because for the Volturis to swallow their pride and invite us to spend some time with them, it's not something that happens every day.
Her words surprised me, there were few the times when I saw Renée serious. My brothers Rosalie and Garrett were a lot like her in that characteristic, they were never serious and when they were, it was because of an extreme situation.
Mom's beauty was indescribable, her face so fine and perfect like the one of those girls who model facial creams, her hair ash blonde, but when she was out in the sunlight it was like a coffee color and the unique charisma that personalized her made of Renèe Swan the best mom in the world and that is that she was only 29 years old.
To the moment in which mom spoke, my brothers turned serious, it was impressive the way in which she imposed respect. All the time Renée passed her time playing and joking with us, but when it was time to be responsible, she was the most serious of all.
- The best thing is that we go, it's been a long time since I last saw uncle Marcus and he promised me that he would teach me the complete history of Alexander the Great. They were great friends!- Exclaimed thrilled Benjamin
- So friends…You know Benji, if I were you, I would be careful with "uncle" Marcus, or is it that you don't remember the reputation that had Alexander.- replied mocker Garrett.
Benjamin Swan, the only one capable to call the entity without feelings of Marcus: UNCLE, the most sensitive of the family and therefore one of the most protected. Benji, as the rest of my brothers was really beautiful. His hair dark brown colored, almost black, gave him a perfect contrast with his so pale skin, unlike Garrett, his face almost as the one of a young teenager, had rough features as grandfather Ben, Charlie's father.
-Leave him alone Garrett, if Benji had taken fondness to Marcus for something it would be, but that's not the question now- I replied
In that moment I turned around towards the person for whom all my family would give their lives, the only one capable of changing my mind, my thoughts and all the ways of seeing life or existence, my world and the whole universe, that person who I loved with all my heart and for the one I would give my life without thinking it twice.
- Why so much silence, or is it that perhaps you don't plan to comment on anything, you know that your decision is really important to all of us, but specially it's really important to me.
- Truthfully…I wish to get out of here. I don't know why they don't let anyone get close or visit us, since we are all established they should raise that law.- replied with frustration- Lets go, we don't have anything to lose, we'll only know what they're up to and see for what new idea do they need us for. It will be fun to get out of here, you know, the only time when we got out of here, I had a lot of fun.- she concluded.
I trembled, how could she say she had fun when they almost killed her, that day I had passed the fright of my life, since that day I promised that I would never set foot in that town, that place that had caused me so much damage, but that had made me happy too, Forks.
Apparently I wasn't the only one who reacted before her words: Renée and Garrett panted, Charlie and Benjamin trembled, Rosalie hissed and from the center of my chest came out a horrifying growl.
- Never say that again, you don't know the fright I passed on having seen that she almost jumped to your throat, then I saw myself surpassed on numbers and you don't know the impotence I felt having thought that I wouldn't be able to get you out of there without having to fight. You don't know what you can possibly manage to feel with the only sensation of losing you in front of me, so I ask you as a favor that you don't say again that you had fun, when for me they were the worst vacations of my life.
When she listened to my words Renesmee trembled, my words affected her so much that she came over to hug me, she felt guilty, I could see it in her eyes and in her tears.
- I'm sorry mom- she told me with tears on her eyes- I will never get to know how you felt, I'm sorry if I made you go through a bad moment, I really love you and I don't want you to suffer for my fault, I will never again mention that incident in Forks, I promise.- and she hugged me again.
- My poor Bella, I'm sorry for not being there, we're all sorry, I swear that it won't happen again, not again.- my dad hugged me too.
- Besides, with this family, no one will dare meddle with us, or they will have to go through me.- kind of growled Rosalie with a hesitating voice.
- YEAAAAH! Our family is the best- and mom and Benjamin joined us too.
- FAMILY HUG!- screamed Garrett and we all stayed under the enormous weight of his body.
After a few seconds of staying in the same position each one began separating and dad talked again.
- Well family, the decision is taken.- He looked at Renée and told her- Love, were going to Italy.
Each one went to their room, to make their luggages. I accompanied Renesmee up to her room and when we entered she laid down on her bed.
- It's not necessary for you to help me make my suitcase mom, I'm not a little girl anymore, I am 17 years old.- she grumbled.
Renesmee Swan, the most beautiful of the family, she was a young girl with an aspect of a 17 year old, but she was only 10 years old newly fulfilled since her birth. Her skin was pale like ours, but the difference were her red cheeks. Her face, of fine features and skin of wax, surpassed including the beauty of a porcelain doll. The constant chime of her heart was like a beautiful melody to my ears. Her eyes identical to how mines used to be like and of an intense chocolate color combined perfectly with her thick curls of coppery color, She was an angel, more beautiful than the same Rosalie that was like a Goddess, she was what I loved the most in all my existence and what I would die for in case she was ever absent. Renesmee was my daughter.
- For me you'll always be my precious baby, my little kicker, for which I would give my life without thinking, whom I'll take care for till the end of my existence and the only one capable of turning my world upside down, I love you Nessie, above everything and I'll always see it that way.
- Then mom, prepare to make the suitcases, because we're going to Italy to pass, I hope, the best vacations of our existence.- and she gave me that dazzling smile of which only I was owner. The smile that a daughter is only capable of giving her mother
My name is Isabella Marie Swan, I'm 18 years old, I live in Manchester, England with my biological family, my parents: Charlie and Renée, my brothers: Rosalie, Garrett and Benjamin, and last, but not less important, my daughter: Renesmee.
I'm completely happy and I'm more than sure that I don't need any other type of love to live what's left of my existence.
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