Hey everyone! I didn't get any reviews telling me you wanted a sequal or anything so I guess I'll just start one... Oh and please check out my profile for my poll. You get to vote on what happens to Bree so please go check it out. Anyway on with the story!

Bree's POV

The wedding and reception was perfect and I even got complamented on my mad violin skills. After the reception came the sad part. Mommy and Daddy are leaving for their honeymoon and who knows when they'll be back!? I guess I'm over-reacting but I don't want them to go. I didn't want to ruin their good moods or be rude and ask them not to go so i just kept my mouth shut and my thoughts blocked. I wouldn't even have Jake cause he has late night patrol for the next three weeks. He won't have any time to spend with me because he'll be too tired and I think he should spend some more time with his dad. I know I would want to if I were him. Uhh, my seven year old side wants to cry and beg mommy and daddy to stay but that would be selfish often says my mature side. Ggrrr! This is so frustrating. I just have to choose a side to act on all the time. Seven year old or mature? Decisions, decisions.

"Bree? We're leaving sweetheart," mommy called from downstairs. I sprinted down. She picked me up and hugged me tight. "Bye sweetheart. Be good for grandma and grandpa, okay?" I just shook my head and thought of what I would do with them to satify my dad and block my thoughts. Mom handed me over to daddy who hugged me just as tight as mommy.

"We love you baby girl. We will call you when we get there."

"I love you too," I said as he set me down and with a final wave and good-bye from them, they were gone. I started to get a little sad but I still hadn't decided what to act on yet so I just tried to distract myself by helping grandma Esme in the garden and I asked grandpa Carlisle to read to me. I was hiding my sadness from my grandparents well but it just kept building in me. I don't know why but I just wanted to scream and ball my eyes out. Mommy and daddy called the morning after they had left and were on isle esme and after we talked, they asked to speak to grandma but I couldn't help but listen in. Mommy and daddy said not to eavesdrop because I might misunderstand if I don't know the whole story but they're not here so who cares?

"How is Bree? Has she been behaving herself?" Daddy asked.

"She's been a perfect angel so far. Don't worry so much dear. Bree's perfectly fine. Enjoy your honeymoon. We love you both."

"Love you too mom. Bye."

"Bye, Edward." With that she hung up the phone and back to gardening she went.

My sadness that I had at the beginning turned to angry when a week and a half had past by. I laid in my bed in grandma's house and just thought everything over. I wanted my parents! Mommy said she would never leave me. Did she lie to me? No, she wouldn't do that. I want mommy and daddy now. I decided I wasn't going to be mature about this anymore. I'm seven so I'm gonna act seven.

Esme's POV

THE NEXT MORNING

I looked up from the gardening magazine I had been reading and looked at the clock. 9:01. Time to get Bree up. She would sleep the day away if she could but she would be up all night and that isn't good for her. I made my way up the stairs quickly and knocked on her door softly. I opened it to see her snuggled into her covers. I was sitting on her bed, rubbing her back and nugging her to wake-up.

"Bree? Bree, it's time to get up."

"No..." she moaned. This is odd, normally she just happily got up and played until I had her breakfast made. Maybe she's not feeling well.

"Come on, honey," I tried.

"Stop it!" she said aggrivated. Something is definately wrong.

"Are you feeling alright dear. Are you sick?"

"No, gosh, just leave me alone!" she screamed sitting up in her bed. What's going on?

"Don't shout Bree. Just tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" she continued to shout and got up from her bed and stormed downstairs."There I'm up, happy!?" i heard from the living-room. Oh my, this is going to be a long day.