So, lets put the gist of things up for display. Grace and Edward are married, Bella and Edward "were" back then. This isn't going to be a happy-go-lucky getting over your... well, find that out later. Anways, I suck for starting another story. This is numero fourteen. Heh. On with the story.-
"What do you mean you can't make it Grace?" I snapped into my phone. I had intentions of doing that, but she wasn't going to be able to make it to her daughter's eighth birthday for the seventh year in a row. To say I was fed up was an understatement.
For once, I had my hopes up. But then, she has a business meeting and I'm stuck at home with burning candles, unopened presents, and an almost crying eight year old daughter.
I didn't mind that part, What I cared about was her excuse this time. It was always about her buisness, never her family.
"Call me when you decide to come home, Grace," I snapped my phone shut and turned towards my daughter.
My mood instantly changed. She was my everything, if I even amounted to anything. I loved her with more then I could, and yet she still had to suffer heartbreak.
Sometimes I wondered why fate played cruel jokes on kids, when us adults are a bit more equipped to handle them.
"Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?"
"Of course, Nessie, you know you don't have to ask," I turned to my daughter, picked her up, and blew out the candles that were still on the untouched cake.
Another fucking year and I would be done with Grace if she continued to do this. I would take Renesmee and live with my mom.
I carried her up to my bedroom and set her down on the bed. "Do you need Bunny?" I asked her, and she nodded. She lifted her arms up and I picked her up. I carried her to her room, and one she was in, she jumped down, grabbed her blanket and Bunny and signaled for me to pick her back up.
"Wow," I smiled at her as I picked her up. "Planning on staying the decade, Miss Renesmee?"
She smiled sweetly at me and then hid her face in my chest. At least one of us could keep their mind off of the bad things.
~~-------~~~----
Four O' fucking clock, and still no word. I was getting fed up, not only by her ignorance, but by her avoiding us. Renesmee was her own daughter, for crying out loud, and she wasn't home the day AFTER her birthday.
The phone rang, and that little ounce of hope crawled back into my system.
"Hey, Grace, you there? Let me in," A velvet smooth voice ran through the phone. My first instinct was to ask if Grace was cheating on me with a woman, but then I remembered- Grace was homophobic.
"Whos this?" I asked, and rolled from under the covers to not wake Renesmee up.
"Auntie Bellie," She laughed through the phone. "You don't remember me, Edward?"
My eyes went wide in disbelief. It was Bella Swan, Grace's sister, and my ex. "Bella? Really? Just hold on." I walked down the hallway, down the stairs, and opened the front door.
My thoughts of perfection stood in front of me as my brain turned to mush.
Her head cocked to the side, and she smiled. "Still stunned by me, I can see," She walked passed me and took some of her bags with her. I shook my head and helped her with the rest of them.
~~~------~~~
"I thought you hated Grace, Bells," I looked at her through the corner of my eye. She still had the same stunning eyes, stunning lips, luscious cheeks, and the body I wanted to- Grace was my wife. Bella and I were something ages ago, but not anymore. "So why did you come?"
She laughed once, a hard laugh with a slight edge of anger. "She took you from me. Why wouldn't I be mad?" She walked into the kitchen and I followed. "I wanted to see my niece. I love her too damn much."
I stood behind her as she turned the kettle on, waiting in anticipation of what was going to happen next. "And," She gripped the counter with both her hands. "You know this already, but I still love you so much, it's unhealthy."
I took a risky move by wrapping my arms around her and burying my face in her hair. "I still love you, Bella. But I do have Grace, now, and Nessie. I can't do anything to hurt Nessie."
She turned in my arms and wrapped her arms around my waist. "I don't want to hurt anyone, Edward. I just.." My shirt suddenly felt wet as her tears started to fall. "It hurts. Everyday, I feel like I can't breathe without you."
I wiped her tears away as I pulled her face up to mine. "I'm on oxygen because of you, My Love," I whispered and pressed my lips to hers.
My heaven on earth started to shine upon me, but it all went away when the phone started to ring.
We broke apart and she nodded at me. She took a seat on the kitchen island as I went to pick up the telephone.
"Hello?" I asked as I looked at Bella. This was a mistake to do. I shouldn't have done it. It was stupid, irresponsible and dumb of me.
"Excuse me, is this an Edward Cullen speaking?" I could distinctly make out sirens and shouts in the background.
"Y-yeah, I'm speaking. What's wrong?" I instantly became worried, anxious, and angry all at the same time. Bella placed a hand on my shoulder, but I pushed it off.
"Your wife was in a serious car accident. I'm sorry, but she passed away before we could get to her."