I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT! -tears-
Summer- What if when Renee left Charlie, she left Bella too? Charlie, not knowing what to do with an infant, left her with his sister Marie. When Bella moves back in with Charlie at the age of 17 will it all pan out the same?
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MariePOV
Little Bella is just two and a half years old. She's such a georgous child. Much like her father Charlie. It pains me to know that he wouldn't raise her himself. Of course, I wouldn't trust Charlie to raise a cactus. He asked me to let her know about him, to let her know that he was her father. He was so scared that he couldn't take care of little Bella. The poor child doesn't know why her mommy and daddy left her.
Since she came into my care, I immedatly saw her as my child. She's my little baby girl. She has beautiful brown eyes that could go on forever. Her deep brown hair has little ringlets curls that fall just below her shoulders. She's only three and she already reads Green Eggs and Ham every night before bed. I couldn't be prouder.
Right now Bella is sleeping in her Disney Princess bedroom. I'm up and making my coffee and reading the moring news paper. My brown curls hanging in my eyes. I stood up and got started on the dishes. I heard little feet pattering against the title floor and smiled. I felt a little tug on my night gown. "Momma, I's hungry. C-can I haf panicakes, peas?" her brown eyes shimmered with hope and I just couldn't turn her down. I picked her up and put her on my hip, her curls bounced and her bell like laughter filled the kitchen. "Come on hun, you can help momma make em'."
By the time we were done the kitchen and the occupents where covered in flouer. "Bells, help me clean up sweetie." She smiled up at me "Kay momma. I's hep you ken up." We cleaned up and ate our pancakes. After we played barbies for a while, then she got bored and went outside to play. She played by herself for the rest of the day.
How I would miss this.