Everything belongs to the wonderful Stephanie Meyer
Just something random I thought up while I was rereading breaking dawn, please excuse any grammar/spelling mistakes. I'm thinking about adding another chapter so tellme what you think J, I hope you enjoy…
Edward's point of view.
'It is not May 5th, it is not ay 5th,' I continued the cycle of thoughts of denial like I had been doing since the sun came up this morning. Huh imagine that; a vampire in denial. I knew what today was but maybe if I just don't think it was today some god would have pity on me and cancel the whole day.
Though I doubted that would happen, but I guess one could hope, I took a long deep sigh and got out of my comatose like stage. I walked out of my nice little cottage I shared with my wife Bella and my daughter Renesmee. As soon as I walked out I regretted it.
The back yard looked like something you would see from a magazine. All the decorations Alice had been getting together for I don't know how long were finally brought to life. It was very beautiful. Something of a dream. I hated it and never wanted to see it again.
Today was Renesmee and Jacob's wedding and that was a fact no matter how many times I tried to convince myself it wasn't. I remembered the jealousy and hatred I felt for Jacob when we were fighting over Bella. I felt hatred and jealousy now but a different kind. He was taking my little girl from me. She's only 8 years old, of course she looks around 17, if I was not mistaken weren't 8 year olds supposed to be watching TV., reading beginner books, and obsessed with that Hannah Mississippi or whatever the hell that girls name was. Not getting married. But my Renesmee was not like other eight year olds.
I heard her footsteps coming down the stairs. I half way expected a Renesmee to look like the little girl she used to be. With here designer outfit all covered in dirt from a hunting completion with Jacob and her aunt Alice throwing a fit behind her about how messy she was. But instead I saw Renesmee, the 17 year old, it is weird to be physically the same age as you daughter, but in weird way extremely normal.
"good morning daddy," she said as finished the last step. She was not a morning person under any means so she looked like some sort of zombie, without the guts and gruesome stuff .
"Good morning sweetheart," I said back and it seemed like my words sent some sort of electric shock and she stood up quickly.
She squealed and ran over and hugged me "daddy, today is may 5th," no it isn't I added silently, "do you know that means?" I knew the question was rhetorical one since she knew I knew exactly what today was.
"I'm getting married, I'm getting married," she sang as she skipped around.
"Yes," I said dryly. She stopped skipping and came over and gave me a hug and if I could cry I would be right now. She was so small compared to everyone else. She was a little bit taller than Alice. I just wanted to protect her from everything bad that could ever happen to my little girl. But in a few hours that will be Jacobs job.
"Daddy don't be sad," Renesmee comforted me, though I appreciated the effort, I was never going to be ok with Jacob Black stealing away my little girl.