Fearful Hope

It is the longing for the stories we are told as children to be true, to come true. But when life destroys all hope can the fairytales of youth save us or do they damn us to worse places with fearful hope? She had lost her mother could Elizabeth stand to lose the family from her mother`s stories, the Cullen`s, or even try to let them save her?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, it is the property of Stephenie Meyer. The original characters and plot are mine. I am in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

NOTE: Major Character DEATH! Don't read if that bothers you. The story gets way less depressing after the third chapter! If you don't want to be depressed continue to the forth chapter and you wont really miss much content just the back story. Sides you can read it later if you like the fic! Please give the story a chance to get good before you put it down! Thanks!

Chapter One:

The run

BPOV

Am I truly blind to things that contradict what I want? She hid this from me... I know that but how could a mother not see her child in so much pain? I chose this for us and never even thought it possible that he would hurt her. I am truly a horrifying thing. No wonder he....

Bella`s thoughts hit the familiar wall and her arms wrapped around her chest trying to hold back the remembered pain. It had lessened when her daughter was born but it would never fade when her features were that of Matthew`s and not Edward`s. The soft amber eyes that haunted her every dream were replaced by deep blue ones though beautiful, a reminder that Edward was gone. Matthew had filled the place of her lost love but only to supply the physical pain that matched the much deeper emotional pain of Edward`s possession of her heart and soul.

She was leaning against the doorway of her daughter`s room trying not to picture anything, not his face or the events that she was blind to; events that had happened in this room. Elizabeth had gone to school early and Bella was alone in the house like most mornings. Only today she didn`t enter her garden, that rivaled the one in her dreams, instead she began to pack up to flea the man that she had thought had loved their daughter. Bella managed to force herself back into the near numb state that had let her survive.

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Looking up at the house she had lived in for fourteen years tears trekked down her impassive face as she realized this had never been home. It was with swift movements that she entered her car and drove to remove her daughter four hours early from school and run. Bella knew that he would come for them it was inevitable, she was his and nothing would change that. Goodbye Matthew, you were right I never loved you. How could I when you could hurt our daughter! These parting thoughts did nothing; Bella was still responsible for not protecting her beloved Elizabeth, Ez. She would never be able to change the past only make up for it now and help her daughter heal.

The drive was over before long and Bella pulled into the parking lot barely aware of where she was. Her thoughts danced in her head, this was the right action but what would it cost? She was pulling her daughter from the only place and people she knew. Elizabeth didn't have many friends but she was known by most everyone. This place was the closest thing to home that Ez had and Bella was going to take that from her just as her husband had destroyed the girl`s innocence.

Bella looked out of the windshield and pain washed over her as she remembered an old school similar to this one. Did Ez have that here? Or was this just a place to escape her father? Parking her car and walking up to the office of the small middle school, Bella schooled her face once more.