Hello guys!

So I'm starting a new fic (yay!). I cannot promise regular updates, but I'll try my best. This is short, but I promise to make the next chapters longer. For now I have to leave to review for my exams. Have fun reading!

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, no copyright infringement intended.

For the Love of a Daughter

~ A Father ~

(Renesmee's POV)

"Are you sure about this?" Jake asked.

I nodded. "Yes, this is my only chance of meeting him." He looked at me with an annoyed expression, but I ignored it. He was never fond of my long lost father. "Remember, mom should never find out about this, or I'm dead," I warned him.

"Yeah, yeah, you've said that for like a million times already. Are you ready for what you are about to do? You're going to work as a maid in the Cullen household. You're mom is going to kill me once she finds out about this."

I know Jake. He would never ever tell Mom what I was planning to do. For things to be clearer, I am planning to work as a maid in the Cullen household this summer. I asked Mom if I could spend the summer at Grandpa Charlie's house, I told her that I had not seen my grandfather for so long and I missed him dearly. She hesitated at first, but then agreed when my grandfather called her and told her that he'd love to have me there this summer.

So, last week, I arrived at the ever so small town, Forks. It had been almost seven years when I had been here last. I remembered hating the place because of its weather. It was really gloomy everyday and it was seldom that you could see the sun. When you look around, you could see gray, green and brown.

I had never seen my father since I was little. I only know him by a picture which was taken sixteen years ago. I must say that I looked a lot like him and I only got my mom's hair and eyes. Mom just told me the truth about my father when I was fourteen which was two years ago. I was so angry at her back then, because she waited for so long to tell me the truth. She told me my father's name and where they met. She told me that my father never knew of my existence. She broke up with him and then after a month, she knew that she was pregnant. When I asked her why she didn't tell him, she told me that she tried, but then she knew that he was already engaged to a more beautiful and a rich girl and she didn't want to interfere with their lives anymore.

That was so unfair; I knew it that was why I was doing this today. Even if she told me to never find him, and stay away from him. She knows that I could never do that. I feel incomplete without knowing him. I need to know what type of person he was. If he deserves to be in my life, then I'd tell him that I was his daughter with my mom, Bella.

Right now, Jake and I were in front of the Cullen mansion. Jake is my childhood friend who lives in La Push. We had been friends since we were still in diapers. He was the son of my grandfather's best friend, and he was just three years older than me. He had been my partner in crime ever since.

Jake handed me a long brown envelope containing a copy of my fake bio-data, i.d. and other fake documents. Whenever I am with the Cullens, I will be Vanessa Black. Yeah, I borrowed Jake's surname, because I couldn't think of any other last name. We just had to pretend as cousins in case one of the Cullens will see me talking to him.

"Thank you so much Jake, for all your help. I really appreciate it. When Grandpa calls you, tell him that I'm at the beach with Jessica and Angela." He nodded and then he turned his back, about to leave.

"Wait!" I shouted at him before he left.

I kissed his cheek. "Thanks again, take care," I said while blushing, I got that trait from my mom.

"Take…care too. I…I'll miss you," he stuttered.

"Oh…okay," I said shyly.

What was happening to me? What I gave him was just a friendly kiss, why did everything felt so awkward. It was never like this before when he used to visit me at Arizona for a week every summer. It was like something had changed about us, but it wasn't just that visible.

"Bye," he told me before really going to a car that he restored. He was practically the best mechanic that you could ever find, even my mom believes in what he could do.

I faced the giant gates of the elegant white mansion that had three levels and really bid tinted windows. I wonder if I could have lived here too if my father knew that I was his daughter. This place was surely massive that I could get lost inside.

The gates were opened by a butler, I think because of what he was wearing. He was wearing a black coat and cream colored tie. He looked young, maybe just a few years older than my mother. His dirty blonde hair was tied up in a small ponytail and he had blue eyes. He looked at me and smiled in a perverted way. What he did creeped me out. It was like he was stripping my clothes off with his eyes.

I cleared my throat. "I am the maid that just got accepted by Esme Cullen, may I know where I should go right now?" I asked.

"Ah, you're Vanessa; I'm James by the way. You are to go to the maid quarters, Carmen will assist you on what to do," he said in a more polite way right now. Maybe he had noticed my discomfort. "I'll accompany you there," he added.

"Thanks," I said gratefully.

I gripped my bag tightly and then I started walking with him. After a few moments, I could feel his hand around my shoulder and then his hand was gripping my arm.

"Hey!" I shouted at him.

"Stay quiet, we can get caught," he chided me.

"What the hell?" I exclaimed.

"Oh, don't pretend that you don't want me too." He grimaced.

"You are crazy, I don't even know you."

"Oh come on, don't pretend that you are hard to get. I know young girls like you" he said, gripping my arm tightly and dragging me into one of the rooms.

What the hell was happening? I just came here to my father's house and now there was someone trying to rape me. I wouldn't deny that I was scared, but I needed to fight. I kicked him, and then I started screaming for help. In a split-second, someone was there. He had those familiar emerald eyes, auburn tousled hair and the almost pale skin. I couldn't believe that I'd see him here like this.

"Stay away from her and start packing your cheap clothes, I want you out of here," he commanded James.

James cursed under his breath. He glared at me and at the person behind me.

"Why did you ever go near him? I assume you are a new maid?" he asked.

Tears welled up my eyes, but I stopped myself from crying. I just nodded.

"Thank you," I told him, but he didn't reply.

"I'm Ne—Vanessa, Esme's new personal maid," I said nicely.

"I'm Edward, welcome to our mansion," he said nonchalantly.

So it was confirmed, he was really my father…and my boss too.

So, should I continue this or not?

Sorry for the errors...

Thanks for reading!

-ishi :)