CHAPTER 2

BPOV

"Alright just grab a hold of my hand." The men were saying as they were trying to carry Renesmee and I from the boat to the shore. Once we had gotten there Renesmee fell on her knees and threw up I knelt down next to her and rubbed her back.

"She'll be fine." The man said.

"Let's get these ladies' trunks men," The man said walking back to the boat.

Are you Okay?

I wrote to Renesmee.

"I think I'm okay now mama."

Are you sure?

"Yes mama I've been thinking."

About what?

"I'm not going to call him papa, I'm not going to call him anything."

It's okay if you do Renesmee we live here now so in time you'll get used to calling him papa or father.

"But I won't I promise."

Don't promise me anything okay?

"Yes ma'am."

Just then I saw the men carrying different trunks out and setting them down on the beach, then they all headed back and brought out my piano I gestured for them to get it out of the part where the water could get it wet with the tides.

"Yeah we're going, we're going." A man said. As they sat my piano down and went to relieve themselves.

"You do know ma'am that your husband isn't coming until tomorrow morning, would you like to come with us," He said smirking at me.

I knew what he wanted from me, so I signaled something for Renesmee to say.

"She says no she says she rather be boiled by the natives then to go with you so move on."

"Now you listen to me little girl that is no way for a child to speak to an adult." He said leaning to close to her. So I pulled Renesmee behind me and glared at him until he got into the boat with the others and rowed away.

"What now mama?"

We wait.

I wrote on a blank piece of paper giving it to Renesmee.

"It's getting dark though, what if the native people come out?"

Calm we will be fine, now lets make a place for us to sleep okay?

"How?"

I put my finger to my lips and thought and an idea came to me I walked to one of my trunks and took out my under skirt.

"What's that for?" Renesmee asked.

I grabbed her hand and led her to a spot a little further up shore than my piano. I pushed in the bottom of the skirt so that it was standing up, then I put and old skirt on top of it so that could keep the wind out of the way and I gestured for Renesmee to go in.

"Mama we both can fit, come in." She said.

I got on my knees and crawled into the skirt.

"I miss grandpa and grandma already,"

I do to.

"But aren't you mad at grandpa for marrying you off after he said he wouldn't?"

You know I don't hold grudges Renesmee, let's take your mind off grandpa and grandma and your new father, you have to practice.

"Okay mama."

We got from under the skirt and sat at my piano she started on scales then she worked her way up to a song her father taught her finally our duet together. About halfway through it Renesmee started to fall asleep, so I suggested that we go to sleep and that's what we did, but after I told her the story of how I met her father………………..

"Hello are you in there, you must wake yourself we have a long trip a head of us and I have brought men to carry your belongings." A man said waking Renesmee and I. It's him, It's him. I brushed hair out of Renesmee's face and fixed my hair before climbing out to see a man about 5"11 with blond hair and a boyish face. He smiled when he saw me.

"I am Mike."

I signaled at Renesmee.

"She says a pleasure to meet you her name is Bella, short for Isabella of course, and I am her daughter Renesmee nice to meet you," She curtsied politely to him.

"All right, what is in this box?" He said walking to a trunk, I followed him and pointed at the words that said: RENESMEE'S CLOTHES.

"Ah yes I apologize I didn't see that…. What about this one it's quite large." He asked lifting one end of my piano and carelessly dropping it. I looked at my daughter and she ran to Mike's side and threw off the rope that one of the natives put on top of it.

"It's my mother's piano."

"Okay…..MASEN." He yelled.

"Yes?" A man answered in filthy clothes.

"Tell them to take the trunks in pairs."

"Alright." The man turned to the people and started to speak some weird language. And all of the natives started getting my trunks and walking away.

The piano?

I gave the note to Renesmee and signaled for her to give it to Mike, she nodded running to him and delivering it.

"It can't come it's much too heavy."

"It must come my mother wants it to." Renesmee said.

"I'm sorry but no, follow me." Mike said walking away. I grabbed on to Renesmee's hand and followed him up a hill and another until we were on a cliff where I could see my piano, basically begging me to return to it.