1. Problems
EPOV
It is always a father's worst nightmare when a daughter comes up to him to say any of the following: Daddy, I crashed my car, or daddy this is my boyfriend so and so and I'm in love with him. Or daddy, you've ruined my life, you never let me do anything I want to do. Any of the above can break a man's heart. Unless that man is me.
I'm Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. My wife is Isabella Marie Swan Cullen. We met when we were in High school, but of course that was my 47th time through high school. I am a vampire, along with my "brothers and sisters."
Carlisle Cullen, who is hypothetically my father, found us, and changed us to become vampires along with him. He chose Esme for his wife, and me to be his son. It stayed that way for a while, but then we got some new additions. For instance Rosalie, who then brought along Emmett, and then Alice found us and brought along Jasper.
So as you can see, we were one big happy family. Wrong. I was always left out. I still hadn't found my other half after 107 years of life. Until I met Bella.
Bella and I were definitely not your average couple. See, it basically all started out with me entering her room and watching her sleep. It might sound stalker-ish, but I had this overwhelming desire to make sure she was protected. And eventually we fell in love, and she made the choice to join us as vampires. Yes, she made the choice.
But not before our honeymoon was the change made. Bella was so insistent that she experience the "ultimate human experience" before she became a vampire. So, there we were, Isle Esme, on our honeymoon, and well, we did it. And we had the time of our lives, until we found out Bella was pregnant with a baby.
We thought this was going to be impossible because vampires can't get pregnant. But since being a man means that we constantly have our… juices… flowing through us, normally it is the woman who doesn't have the ability to carry a child. Well, Bella was still human.
We went through a grueling 3 weeks. Those were the worst 3 weeks of my life. My wife was torn apart right in front of my eyes. Until she gave birth to our beautiful daughter Renesme. And pretty much, the rest is history.
So why should I have any problems? Well, in "real time" my daughter is 4 years old. But she looks to be about 16. She has now completely stopped growing, and will remain a beautiful 16-year-old forever.
So some might think I have a problem with her wanting to drive, or wanting privacy, or other normal teenage things. Nope.
My problem is that my daughter wants to go to school so badly she can't stand being in the room without bringing up the subject. See, we graduated from Forks High School 5 years ago, and putting our "16" year old daughter into that school would look a little strange. I am worried that someone will notice how similar she looks to Bella and myself.
But, here we are. Nessie's first day of High School. We put her in with the sophomore class because she didn't look like she could fit in with the freshman. So, I dropped my baby girl off at school, gave her her first cell phone, packed her lunch, and well, her clothing was left up to Alice.
I know kids like to pretend that they don't have favorites, but Alice is Nessie's favorite aunt and Emmett her favorite uncle. So I watch my baby walk off to her first class and drive home.
"Was she nervous?"
"Did she feel like she wanted to try later?"
"How did she look? Was her skirt wrinkled when she got out of the car?"
These were the questions I was bombarded with when I returned home.
So I simply decided I would answer all of them at once. "No she seemed fine, she was excited to go, and the last thing on my mind was looking at my daughter's ass as she was walking away to make sure her skirt wasn't wrinkled." I smiled in content as that shut them up quickly.
Don't be such an ass, we're all just worried about her, and maybe next time you should make sure you're daughter looks presentable to high school and not a beauty pageant. Carlisle though to himself, but it was obviously directed towards me. I can read minds, Alice can see the future, Jasper can control emotions, and Bella, well fuck, she controls me in every way.
"Honey, are you sure we aren't doing this too early?" my Bella wondered.
"If we waited any longer it would just be putting off the inevitable."
Right as we were staring to calm everything down Jacob barges through the door.
"Did I miss the goodbye party?" Jacob questioned
"Yea Jake, she left about half an hour ago, why don't you just go upstairs and sleep in the guest room until she comes home." Bella offered.
See, Bella and Jake were best friends. But, Bella chose me over him. Jake was devastated, but he decided he still wanted to be a part of her life. So, he stayed, and was there at Nessie's birth, and well, he imprinted on her. Some very strong werewolf, love attachment thing.
Jake was always there for Nessie. When she lost her first tooth to going on her first hunt with us. Jake never leaves her side. They are in love. Yep, that scares the crap out of me too. But Jake does a great job of hiding his dirty thoughts, because I'm not stupid. I know he has them.