Summary: What would happen if Jacob never came back after the wedding and allowed the bitterness to take over his heart? My twist on Beauty and the Beast. Please review!

Renesmee POV

I always wanted to see the world. I spent every day of my youth locked away in an island with my nose behind a book, reading about everyone else's adventures. Now it was time for me to have my own adventure. After 10 years of never leaving their side, my parents finally allowed me to leave the nest and fly on my own. There was only one condition.

"Steer away from Washington, especially the Olympic Peninsula." Daddy warned me. Momma looked at me with kind eyes and stroked a lock of curls from my face.

"Leave her alone Edward. She's a smart girl and she will do great." Momma told him without even looking at him. She was looking only at me as if she were memorizing my face.

"Momma, if you keep doing that, I won't be able to leave." I told her.

I hated the sad expression on her face but we both knew that it was time. Momma wasn't as overprotective as daddy. So she wanted me to have my own experiences. It hurt her but she still wanted me to experience life and what it was like to be human and explore the world. She knew how much I wanted to have my own adventures and when Nahuel asked for my hand last month, she convinced dad that it was time for me to leave.

Nahuel was a strong, handsome, and wise man but mom didn't want me tied down so quickly. Daddy knew I cared about Nahuel but he saw my hesitation. I really did care about Nahuel and being with him was like the logical next step. Daddy knew that if I stayed, it would only be a matter of time before I said yes and I would miss out on having adventures of my own. In the end, that's what convinced daddy and auntie Rose to let me go. She was still furious at me for rejecting Nahuel. She didn't understand why I couldn't just marry him and have my adventures with him at my side but daddy understood. He knew my mind and my heart and he knew that I wasn't sure about my feelings for Nahuel.

"Tell aunt Rosie that I love her and that I promise to come visit." I told uncle Emmett who was standing at the side of the room. He smiled at me.

"Don't worry about your aunt. You know how she gets." He said with a wink. I walked over to him and gave him a hug.

I had already said my goodbyes to aunt Alice and uncle Jasper. He decided not to join us for the final goodbye because all the emotions would make it too difficult on him. He already wanted to tie me to tree so aunt Alice decided to keep him and aunt Rosie distracted on the mainland. My grandparents were going to escort me to the airport where we would all take different planes. Theirs to Russia on a five year medical mission and mine to the States.

I decided to start my new life in California. I liked the idea of staying in sunny weather and being exposed to many different cultures. It was a perfect place for me to start exploring before I started Stanford the following semester. More importantly, it was a good place for me to start learning how to be controlled around humans before I was stuck in a classroom for the majority of the day.

This was my family's greatest objection and the reason why they kept me away in the island for so long. I grew up on bags of human blood and food to ensure that I had a safe development. I have only been relying solely on hunting animals for the past year and a half. Though I had been around humans before, I have never been around them for months at a time and never on my own. I also didn't have as much experience acting human and I have never had to do it full time. This would be my first time for a lot of things.

I held on to grandma's hand the entire cab ride to the airport. Grandpa distracted me by telling me about all the fun things to do in California. I was still a little nervous. Would activities be enough to distract me from hurting a human? Would I be able to act normal around them? Grandpa must have seen the distress on my face because he patted my knee and took my free hand to kiss it.

"Don't worry about that my dear girl. Like your mother, you have a uniquely strong sense of control." He told me with a smile. I nodded.

"I know. I just worry since I won't really have anyone to hold me accountable for any mistakes or warn me before I say something awkward." I confessed. Grandma squeezed my hand.

"Don't worry dear. Everyone will love you and grandpa has set you up with plenty of supplies. Besides, you will be having so much fun that you will hardly notice the scents." She reminded me with a warm smile. Grandpa had set me up with bags of human blood in case I get too thirsty. I liked food but there was nothing like human blood to quench my thirst.

This past year and a half has been difficult for me and at first, I had to ask grandpa to get me human blood. This usually occurred after I was exposed to injured humans like if someone fell on a sidewalk when we were in the city. The first few months, I had to drink at least one cup every time I went out in public until I got used to being surrounded by the scent of humans. Luckily I learned to control myself pretty quickly but it was nice that to know that there would be blood in the house in case I had to ensure I wasn't tempted to attack a student if they got a paper cut in class.

"I know." I sighed.

At the airport, my grandparents gave me one last hug before they saw me off. The looks on their faces brought tears to my eyes. I loved them so much! Grandma touched my cheek and kissed my tears away when she left me at the terminal.

"Remember that we are only a few hours away. Just call us and we'll fly right over." Grandma told me. I nodded. Grandpa came over and took me in his arms.

"Be safe my, beauty." He whispered in my ear before he kissed my head. Grandpa loved his family but I was the one thing that made their existence beautiful as if my existence gave theirs meaning. It was yet another reason why I stayed with them for so long. I couldn't bear the thought of disappointing them.

"I will grandpa." I told him in a whisper because I was afraid I would start crying. I waved them goodbye and then I headed towards my new life.

It was a long sad plane ride but, somewhere along the way, my excitement started to kick in. Grandma was right. My family was just a plane ride away. This wasn't a sad day. I was finally getting my adventure. I was starting a whole new life. It was frightening, exciting but it wasn't sad.

My new life started with a condo in San Francisco. Aunt Alice got me pent house by the ocean. Being near the sea helped keep my calm and it reminded me of home. Yet, San Francisco was nothing like home. I was in a whole new world. I loved the night life and all the fun activities. I spent a lot of time exploring the city and the northern country side. Grandma was right. I was having so much fun that it really did make the thirst manageable. It wasn't easy but it was better than anything I had imagined.

For a little over a month, I was living in bliss until my father called with the terrible news.

"Hi daddy!" I said excitedly. He didn't respond immediately which worried me.

"Daddy? Is everything ok?"

"No sweetheart. Your momma wanted to call you herself but she is too… distraught." He told me softly. I felt my heart begin to race.

"Daddy what happened?!" I asked urgently.

"Your grandpa Charlie had a heart attack. It was pretty bad. Carlisle asked the wolves if he could fly in to see him but the pack refused." I growled.

I never met grandpa Charlie. He didn't know about us. I've always wanted to meet him but the truth was that he was a stranger to me. I grew up pretending that he and grandma Renee were already dead since I knew I would never get to meet them. I just felt sorry for my mother because she remembered them and she missed them. I felt sorry for her loss. If anything happened to my father, I would go ballistic! I couldn't even begin to imagine what this must feel like for her.

"How's momma?" I asked him heartbroken. Daddy sighed.

"She destroyed a good part of the forest and now she's curled up in our bed not wanting to move or see anyone. Alice and I debated whether or not to tell her but its her father. I couldn't not tell her." Daddy explained. I nodded in agreement even though he couldn't see.

"Do you want me to come back home?" I asked feeling guilty because I wanted desperately for him to say no.

"No sweetheart. Go on with your plans. There's really nothing we can do. This is a human problem. Grandpa has spoken to his doctors and he ensured that Charlie had the best medical care." He informed me.

"I'm surprised the packs even allowed that." I said bitterly.

"They're not monsters but they're cautious. Its better this way regardless. It would have been risky for your grandfather to return to Forks looking exactly the same as he did 10 years ago." Daddy reminded me. I sighed and nodded. He had a point there.

"Ok daddy. Thank you for keeping me informed. Let me know if momma needs anything." I told him.

"Of course, love." He told me before he hung up.

My heart broke for my mother. Even though I myself, didn't have any emotional connections to Charlie and Renee, I didn't want anything bad to happen to them either. It made me sad to know that Charlie was suffering alone and more importantly, that my mother couldn't see him. It must be so devastating to know that someone you love is suffering and that you cannot be there to help.

I took a solitary stroll down to the park that afternoon. I was thinking about Charlie for the first time in a long time. I hadn't thought about him since daddy and I had our little letting go ceremony in the island when I was little. Momma refused to attend but she understood why daddy wanted me to honor my grandparents and let them go. After all, its not like I could ever see them, could I?

I sat on a bench and looked at the humans playing in the park with their families. Some were throwing Frisbees with their pets. Some were swinging their children in the playground. Then I saw a young woman and her child strolling an elderly lady in a wheelchair. The mother would lean in and point things out to the old woman. The child was a little girl around eight or nine years old. The mom whispered something to her and the little girl ran to the bushes to grab a flower to give it to her grandmother. In the distance, I saw the old lady smile a toothless smile at the child but she couldn't reach out to hold the flower. The little girl touched her grandmother's shaky hand and smoothed out the wrinkles before she kissed it. Then she laid the flower on her grandmother's lap and held her hand as they continued to walk in the park.

I felt the tears sting my eyes at the sweet moment. The old woman was far older than Charlie or Renee but I realized that neither of them would ever have that. For the first time, I realized that they would grow old and withered but there would be no one to take their shaky wrinkled hands. A surge of emotions ran through me and I realized the pain my mother must be feeling. This fact must be in her mind constantly and I was ashamed that I had never thought of it. Who would take care of my grandparents when they were too old to care for themselves? Who was taking care of my grandfather now that he needed us the most?

My father's words rang in my head instantly. 'Steer away from Washington, especially the Olympic Peninsula.' The thing was that my decision was already made. Aunt Alice couldn't see me or the wolves so there was no way for her to know what I planned.

I walked back to the condo and packed a bag. No one in Forks knew I existed. The packs made us leave shortly after momma was turned and we never looked back until today. I got in my car and I drove off to make sure my human grandfather was ok.