Well I wrote this some time ago when Breaking Dawn actually came out. This is basically just Renesmee's first thoughts after Rosalie takes her away from Bella right after birth. Even though she couldn't even comprehend what was going on around her at that time, I just wrote this anyway. But this is short so read!
Bella.
That's all I craved for.
The only thing I wanted. The only thing I needed.
My mother.
So loving and nurturing, yet in so much pain all because of me. I had to have her, just as I had to have the delicious, aromatic liquid flowing through my very core. Strengthening me. Keeping me alive. But what about her? What was keeping my mother alive?
I had to hear her voice again. Such a beautiful sound it was. Yet how much longer would I have to wait? How much pain had I put her in? It seemed as though it was a lifetime ago that I saw her amazing face.
Although I recognized the voice that spoke to me now, it was not the voice I wanted. Not as wondrous as my Bella's. Why couldn't they take me to her? Was I doomed to be in the arms of this woman forever? Did they not understand that I needed her?
As the blonde woman picked me up and held me close to her, another face appeared just beyond her shoulder. A large dark figure who I might've caught a glimpse of before in that bright room. He gazed at me with a look full of wonder and admiration. A look full of love.
Suddenly, I needed him too.
Sorry if that was too corny and such. But please review, i'd like to know your thoughts on the whole Renesmee situation!