Bella's POV
"That girl!"
I threw another vase at the wall, watching the shards scatter across the floor.
Why? Of all people, why my own daughter? Although, Renesmee hardly counts as my daughter. I haven't seen her in 15 years.
I remember how angry I was the day I found out Jacob had imprinted on Renesmee. But I had never imagined back then that Edward and I would not spend eternity together. That I would marry Jacob! And that I would have to share him with Renesmee, who as I mentioned before, is my daughter!
I threw another vase.
I heard the door open and close, and Jacob ran in. "Bella! Honey, are you okay?"
"No, no I'm not, Jacob. Where were you? I woke up and you were gone." Jacob was silent. "You were with Renesmee, weren't you?" He sighed.
I sniffled. "Did you… you know…,"
"Oh, Bella," he said. "Of course we didn't. She's only 17. I'm pretty sure that's illegal!"
"I know, I know. I just… I get jealous sometimes." Jacob moved closer to me and took me into a big hug.
"Well, how is she?" I asked shyly. "She's fine. And in case you were wondering, so is Edward."
"God, I can't believe you're still friends with him." Jacob laughed. "You know, it's actually easier to be around him when I know you're not… well, you know..." he said, blushing. I smiled.
"That's right… I've got someone else now…" I looked at him, and saw the question in his eyes.
"No, Jacob. Not tonight. I just… I can't." Jacob looked surprised. "Why, Bells? What'd I do wrong?"
I sighed. "Nothing. It's just… I mean…" But I saw the hurt in his eyes, and backtracked. "Sorry. Don't know what came over me. Sure. I'd…um, love to." I conjured up the most seductive smile I could at the moment.
"That's my baby!" He took me onto the bed as I held back my tears. Only as he began to unbutton my shirt did I force myself to black out. And when I woke, he held me as all he could say was "Renesmee."
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Renesmee's POV
"That woman!"
I plopped down on my bed and began to cry. "Why does she get him? I'm his imprint! He's supposed to love me, not my mother!" I got back up and started pacing. What was I doing wrong? I said all the charming stuff, and I was even starting to wear the lingerie Alice had gotten me for my birthday (by the way: gah!) And yet, Jacob was still married to Bella. The question that I tried to keep out of my head 24 hours a day floated up again.
"Are you sure he really loves you?"
I sighed. No, I'm really not. I put my pillow up to my head and tried to suffocate myself, until I remembered that one of the (not) so lucky advantages of being half-vampire was that it was pretty hard to kill me.
Well whoop-dee-frickin-doo.
My door abruptly opened, and Alice walked in.
"Hey, Nessie," she said hesitantly. "You okay?"
I sniffed. "I want him, Alice. I want him to be mine. Only mine.
"Oh, Nessie," she said, and brought my head down into her lap. I half-laughed through my tears. "Alice, I told you not to call me that. I'm 17 now, not 5."
"You're just like your mother."
I quickly sat up and stared at her. "What? How am I at all like… her?"
Alice sighed. "For one, you don't call your own mother her. Repeat after me: Isabella Marie Swan Black.
"Why-"
"Just say it."
"Fine. Isabella Marie Swan Black," I mumbled.
"Good. And secondly… Bella hated that nickname, too." She laughed. "I remember the day… but that isn't important. What I'm trying to tell you is that even though you may have some negative feelings towards your mother, you have much reason to be grateful for her. She loved you, you know. Very much."
I was silent for a moment. "You miss her, don't you?" Alice gave me a sad smile.
"Truly, no. If Bella was still here, I wouldn't have my Edward. And I just couldn't bear that. But as a sister, yes. Bella was… always nice to have around."
"I want to see her, Alice. I mean, whether or not she's sleeping with my boyfriend, she is my mother. Whom I haven't been in contact with in 15 years."
Alice pursed he lips. "Well, you're going to have to talk with your father about that." She softened her expression as she looked at me. "But I'm sure he'll let you. After all, like you said…" She began to walk to the door, and then paused for a moment. "She is your mother."
After Alice had danced out the door, I returned to my head-under-the-pillow position and dreamt of a world where I lived in Florida, and had a family who ate a hearty dinner every night that consisted of many, many vegetables.
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