The idea came out of no where so, I'll write the first chapter and if interest generates I'll take it from there. There are plenty of stories written out there about adoption involving the canons, however, what was to happen if Edward and Bella gave up Renesmee, because of the Volturi, and sixteen years later she locates her in the foster system and take her home?(Yes the pairings, powers are the same. Nessie will learn of her family as S.M wrote.)
Nessie never understood why she could understand people's thoughts, or be safe in situations that ordinarily should have killed her; not to mention that food wasn't something she enjoyed as much as others. No wonder no one wanted her….
Yes I know, I know I gave her Edwards' power and Bella's it is creative writing after all; as always if you like it tell me, thoughts/ opinions are welcome please read & review.
Renesmee's POV
A freak, an outcast, an unloved being. A beautiful silhouette which hides the pain of feeling abandoned and unwanted. I have lived in the foster system all of my life, bouncing from family to family, changing them as often as I do my clothes. I am not an uneducated person; I know that once you get to be my age, the chances of adoption are not likely. The easiest way to make peace with it is to accept it and move on. It doesn't stop me from wondering though who my family is: if my mother has the same waist length creamy brown curls I have, the golden eyes which change with the sun; if they like music, possibly even sharing my attraction to the piano. Most of all, I wonder if they have ever felt out of step. I don't tell anyone this, but I hear people's thoughts. Okay, I know what you're thinking, I'm a quack and I need to be institutionalized, and for that I cannot blame you, but nevertheless it's true.
"Renesmee," comes a call from outside my door. Oddly, it sounded like Mrs. Wells, my adoption counselor. I internally rolled my eyes, knowing that it was going to be one of her, "Don't give up," speeches.
"Yes Ma'am?" I sat up on my bed, straightening my hair as best I could.
"May I come in dear; I'd like to talk to you as soon as possible?" I felt my brows turned inwardly, an unexpected reaction.
"Ah, yes, I suppose." She enters the room with a face that was unreadable, this is not going to be good, I feel it already.
"How are you Ness?" (I didn't always like the nickname but every time someone calls me by it, my heart beats a little quicker.
"I'm good, no complaints really." Which was the farthest from the truth but I was never really much of a whiner, no one likes them.
"I'm glad to hear that, you never do. I wanted to ask you if you wouldn't mind coming down to the office with me. There is a woman here that is asking to meet you."
"Meet me? For what?"
"I don't know dear. All I know is that she came in and specifically asked for you."
"I haven't met with any adults for anything in years, why me?"
"Don't be alarmed dear, she is quite stunning and she seems nice." My mind was going about a million miles an hour I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe. All I kept thinking was it's either a social worker to put me in another home or a terrible parent that just wants a slave to run the house.
"You said that it was just one woman?"
"Yes, and she wasn't dressed in business attire, she didn't give the impression she was someone "official if you will." I exhaled and rose from the bed, feeling self conscience.
"Do I look okay?" I asked, looking down at my dark blue skinny jeans and I simple white top.
"You look fine," She took my hand, and we began walking to the office.
~Ten minutes later~
Mrs. Wells opened the door and revealed a very slender backed woman with long, dark brown hair. She turned around upon hearing the door and I was stood toe to toe with a very beautiful woman. She extended her hand with a soft smile and spoke a greeting which sounded more like a song,
"Hello Renesmee, I'm Bella, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Okay, there's chapter one hope you enjoyed it. Will continue writing over the next few days to get more up. Please R&R
-The Gentle Lamb