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During Renesmee's two day suspension, the Cullens left us alone. But we knew they weren't leaving, and we didn't want to either. And we couldn't just keep Nessie out of school because of them.

We spent the couple of days talking about what we should do, and decided to go on as if we'd never met. Renesmee agreed to ignore them. I reluctantly told her that I would in no way hold her back from talking to them, after all – Edward's her father, but she said that she didn't want to associate with people like them.

Still, I couldn't help worry about her. At two in the morning the night before Renesmee's return to school, I paid them a visit.

They lived in a beautiful house in the Hills. It was more modern-looking than their home in Forks, but it still had the hints of centuries past.

I didn't bother with a car, I just ran to their home. I knew that Alice wouldn't see me coming because I spend all my time with Renesmee and Jacob, neither of whom she'd be able to see. Naheul told us this when he was with us before.

But she would be able to see me as I got closer. I heard her soft gasp, Edward's growl, and everyone else's confusion.

"Bella's coming," she whispered.

No one spoke in the Cullen household after that. Rosalie let out a low hiss, but everything else was silent. I knew I couldn't turn back now.

I slowed down as I approached the house, but I kept walking steadily towards the front door. I knocked twice, and Carlisle answered.

"Good morning Bella." His voice was so formal! I wondered why they thought I was there.

"Hello Carlisle. May I come in? I think we all need to talk." I fought to keep the tone of my voice civil, but they didn't seem to notice. Or maybe they were just making the same effort.

Carlisle moved aside to let me in, where everyone was staring in shock at me. I merely nodded at their figures and took a seat. Each of them seemed to open their mouths as if to speak at some point, but no words came out.

As much as I didn't want to, I turned towards Edward.

"You'll be in school tomorrow?" I ignored the pain in my chest as he nodded in response.

"So then you'll be seeing Renesmee." He nodded again. "She says she doesn't want to get to know you, but I can't tell if there's a part of her that does. I wouldn't be surprised if she did want to. But until she approaches you and says so, do not touch her. Do not speak to her. If you hurt her in any way…"

I let myself trail off. What would I do? Kill him? No, I still loved him. I don't know how badly I'd even be able to hurt him.

His soft velvet voice brought me back into reality.

"But…why would she want to get to know me?"

"It seems to me that most kids want to get to know their parents," I began. "Even if they've only heard bad things about an absent father, they tend to want to be able to judge for themselves. I mean, sure, Renesmee isn't exactly your average teenager…but it seems natural to me."

As I studied everyone's faces, something became clear. They truly didn't know that Renesmee was Edward's.

"What?" Edward whispered, barely low enough for me to hear.

"Did you truly not see the similarities?" I asked him. "She has so much of you in her. Not just physical things such as the hair color, but personality-wise as well. Even her power is sort of like yours. You can hear thoughts, and she can show people her thoughts."

This was getting unbearably difficult. I felt as if I was seconds away from breaking down. I had always both loved and hated how much of Edward was in Renesmee. I began thinking about the time that Edward was gone.

"You don't want me?"

"No."

Everything crumbled. I didn't cry; I was past that. I remembered Sam picking me up off the floor. I remembered when Dr. Gerandy told Charlie I was catatonic. And the pain. The awful, unbearable pain. It was worse than anything I'd ever felt. Even worse than changing from mortal to immortal.

Jasper could tell. He started clutching his stomach the same way I always had to hold myself together. His breath came in short gasps and he stared at me with wide eyes.

"What…the…hell…Bella?" He managed to gasp between breaths.

Everyone was staring at me now.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Alice screamed frantically.

"Alice is gone?"

"She wanted to say goodbye, but I convinced her a clean break would be best for you."

Alice's voice didn't make my, or Jasper's, pain any better. My former best friend…she'd broken me almost as much as Edward had. If I didn't have Renesmee to live for…

Slowly, I began to get better by thinking of Renesmee. She had always been the difference in my life.

"What was that all about?" Jasper asked me.

I shook my head. "Sorry Jasper. I just started…thinking of things that were…hard. I didn't mean to."

"Was it like, your change?" He guessed. "Or childbirth?"

I gaped at him. "Why does it matter what it is?"

"Never mind," he muttered, looking at the ground now. Alice wrapped her arms around him, and I flinched.

It didn't escape anyone's notice.

"Bella? Are you alright?" Edward's voice was closer than I thought.

I opened my eyes and saw his face right in front of mine. I had the urge to pull him closer, close the space between us. But I didn't. Instead, I let out a low growl.

"Get away from me," I said in a low voice.

He looked hurt, but he pulled back.

This was harder than I thought it would be. Damn it, why did I even come here in the first place? Ugh.

"Well I'm going home now, Renesmee will wake up soon," I explained. I walked out the door and ran home.

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