(My first Twilight Fanfic so please review!)
It's set a few decades after breaking dawn. Bella has given up on talking to her mother, realising that it was too difficult. But thirty years down the line, Renee is an old lady and is on her death bed...Bella and the Cullens return.
Isabella Sawn was someone people remembered. She was the beautiful, smart and loving person who moved to little old Forks at the age of seventeen, met the stunningly handsome rich guy, got together with him and after they both fell in love, graduated with great grades, got accepted to the same great collage and accepted their scholarships, they, out of nowhere, with no shocking scandal like an unexpected pregnancy, got married at the age of eighteen. Not only was this a lovely romantic story about two people that were just meant to be, it progressed to be a rather mysterious one as, after departing for their honeymoon on the night of their perfect white wedding, no one in Forks ever saw them again.
But, Mike Newton would have remembered her without the story. He had always been a fan of Bella, from the moment he saw her, he'd liked her. But he'd never truly had a chance, no one had, not with Cullen in the picture. But as he waved at them as they disappeared into the ribbon covered flashy car, he had never dreamed that he'd never see them again. Even if they didn't see each other before they went to college, they had to visit, right? Her father still lived there for god's sakes!
He never really knew what happened to them, he only knew that they were "doing fine" as was always the response he got when he asked Charlie. He never spoke too much about it.
Mike would never forget the time he went to report a robbery that time a man had broken into his car and stolen Jessica's bag, and he'd seen Renee shouting at Charlie in his office. He could hear her from where he listened outside.
"How can you be so calm! It's been seven months! Bella would never do that unless she had a reason!"
It had always puzzled Mike but all he ever got form Charlie was the normal "they're doing great, thanks mike."
But the incident that really shook Mike up happened 25 years after he last saw Bella. He was 43 years old, and – as was what Jessica called 'necessary' now due to the weight he was gaining with age – he was jogging around forks. He ended up in the woods outside Charlie Swan's house. As the trees thinned, the house came into view as did the people standing outside.
Charlie was there, a very grave expression on his heavily lined face. Standing next to him was a young woman, about average height.
Mike's heart began to race, Bella, she was here! She was actually here, he stepped forward and as he did, the girl flicked her red hair back, revealing more of her face. She wasn't Bella. She looked about seventeen and, though she had Bella's beautiful brown eyes, she had his hair. How had he missed that? She had his features too. She was absolutely stunning.
"Mum is devastated. We're staying at the old house, she didn't want to risk coming here, she's not feeling herself and..."
The girl stopped as she heard the twigs crackling under Mike's feet as he stepped back.
No, the girl wasn't Bella. She was Bella's daughter.