Hello everyone! I was shocked by all the sudden follows and the nice reviews While I'm still trying to define a legit plot for the story I figured it couldn't hurt to make a chapter about baby Bella, I'm not going to write a story about every single year in Bella's life but I'll definitely write as many as you guys want so please let me know
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters….but that can be solved with some rope and chloroform ;)
EPOV
"God it's amazing she's slept this long" Emmett groaned as he swung his arm around Rosalie as the family continued to watch T.V. Now that I thought about it, it was weird that Bella was still asleep. She had been living with us for about a week now and every night she would wake up and start to cry. At first it was rough because clearly we were not the people that Bella recognized as her caretakers, but after waking up to Rosalie's concerned looks for the past few days it seemed that Bella was getting use to her new surroundings. Her bedroom was the one closest to the stairs to the living room. However, that might not have been the best plan ever because it made for interesting races between Rosalie, Alice, and Esme as they tried to be the first ones to be there to console Bella. The poor girl was going to have a complex over which one of them she was supposed to call mom.
"Shhhhh let's not spoil this moment while it lasts" Jasper smirked, which was then met by a punch in the arm by Alice. Jasper laughed and curled up closer to her covering her face in apologetic kisses as she laughed and pretended to fight him off. God those two are unbearable sometimes. It's not enough that I have to hear Emmett's every though on Rosalie, but then I had to watch these two, not to mention Jasper's emotions.
"Seriously Jasper control yourself before Emmett and I do it on the couch" Rosalie muttered, looks like I'm not the only one having issues with Jasper's wonderful gift at the moment. Everyone chuckled softly as the couple untangled themselves from each other. But as Alice sat up I saw it, that glass look in her eyes as she moved from one time to the next. Jasper noticed it too and watched quizzically as Alice slowly made her way back into the present. Alice sighed and looked over at Emmett.
"Sorry to say but your peace and quiet is about to end" Alice whispered, and as if on cue the cries of baby Bella could be heard in the living room.
"I'll go check on her" Esme voiced, quickly giving Carlisle a kiss and heading up to the room. Lately Alice and Rosalie had let her be the one to go up and get Bella. After all, Esme had been the one to lose a child and after spending some time reading her thoughts I knew that Bella was the second chance at motherhood that Esme had always dreamed about. Thankfully it seemed as if Rosalie had slipped in to the role of a doting sister while Alice….well I wasn't sure if she was a sister or that crazy aunt that Bella would one day dream about being like.
After an hour Bella's cries were still heard from our seats in the living room. Rosalie and Alice exchanged worried glances, but they both knew how desperately Esme wanted to be successful at the role of a mother. Who were they to try and stop that?
"Edward would you please go make sure everything is ok with Bella and Esme" Carlisle whispered in his head and with quick eye contact with Carlisle and a slight nod I was off to Bella's room. When I got to the door frame of the baby's room I found a defeated looking Esme sitting in a white rocking chair. She was rocking back and forth as Bella continued to cry softly and wiggle her tiny little arms from under blanket that kept her warm.
"She just seems so upset" Esme whispered looking up at me as she continued to rock the crying baby, "and…..I don't know what to do", if Esme could still cry this would probably be one of those times. She's trying so hard, but then again don't all mothers? I knew she was probably over reacting about the whole situation but I was not going to be the one to open my mouth and say something stupid. I walked over and stood next to Esme, looking down at the tiny infant. This poor child had been through so much already and she wouldn't even remember it. How would we tell her? When would we tell her? More importantly…..would we tell her about us? The fact that the people she would eventually learn to call her family were the people that could kill her in an instant. I don't think I'll ever understand it, this fascination with human children that my sisters and mother seem to have. They're nothing but victims of our madness. It worries me to think about how our lives could deeply scar Bella for life.
"Esme. . . let me try" I whispered and Esme nodded as she carefully lifted Bella up to me. Her little red was scrunched up as she cried; little arms now free from the confines of her blanket now wriggled around in the midst of her tantrum, and the small tuffs of brown seemed to flow in every direction possible. Before I knew it I was humming to her; I don't even know where the tune came from. It took about a minute of my humming before Bella finally quieted down and stared up at me. God those little blue eyes, it felt like they were little blue diamonds. I chuckled at the vacant expression on her face and brought her closer to my face. "Well that got you quiet didn't it?" I whispered as her little hand grazed my cheek. Her warmth, I don't think I have ever felt anything like that, and I don't think I'll feel anything like that ever again. Clearly it was new for her too. Her eyes got wider, if that was possible, and she gave a high pitched squeal of excitement as she kept her hand on my cheek.
"You really care about her, don't you Edward" Esme's voice rang in my mind.
"Yes, I guess I do" I said looking at Esme and smiling. Esme smiled back as she stood up to get Bella to her back in her crib. I handed her off gently and watched as Esme placed Bella in her crib and walked towards to door of Bella's room.
"Hopefully now she'll sleep through the night" Esme said.
"Yeah keep your fingers crossed on that one" I chuckled patting her back as we left the room and headed downstairs. God why couldn't I get those eyes out of my mind? It was frustrating enough when I realized I couldn't read her mind, but this just added to that little pile of stuff that I constantly thought about. But why was this a big deal to me? I knew now just how selfless my family had become. Sure we had our alone time when Bella was sleeping but when she was awake my family was waiting on her hand and foot. I don't know if I would want to do that, but I know I want to keep her safe. She's been here a week and the idea of anything happening to her made me sick to my stomach. The idea that she could have grown up in that house with Renee's father made me thankful that we could get her away from that situation. If only we could have helped her mother. But it happened and we couldn't do anything about it. But I what I could do, and what I promised myself that I would do was to make sure that that little girl would know nothing but happiness and love. Bella deserved the best, and while we weren't the best option, we could sure try.
Sooooo what do you think? Please review and let me know what you would like to see next, as well as maybe some ages that you would like to see Bella go through. See you next time
