Sorry it took so long for me to update! I had writers block and all that jazz. But I'm back now! That's all that matters! Hope you all enjoy this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight!
It was true. The whole family was in shock. For not only was my baby not a boy like I recently presumed, but also for the fact that she didn't have Emmett's eyes, nor mine. Instead her eyes were the same chocolate brown color as Isabella Swans. Which goes to say her little curls on the top of her head were the same as well. It was not only a shock, but a surprise.
Whether it was a good surprise or not was undecided.
Either way, no one gave much care. Stella was still the cutest baby of all times. She could easily take on an immortal baby in a beauty pageant. Emmett had even tried to get her signed up on one. But her alikeness of Bella Swan was not the only complication we had.
Edward for one was not doing well at all. He had been scared out of his mind when he saw Stella, and thought it best to check up on Bella. To no avail she wasn't their. Not in Florida, nor in Forks. She was gone. No one had seen her since March. Of last year. The public had deemed her dead. Edward was distraught.
But he still returned home immediately. I asked him how he was able to handle knowing she was dead. Edward had looked at me with grave eyes, and said. "I know she's not dead. Bella is Bella. She wouldn't have given up so easy. Someday I'm sure I'll find her." Then without another word he had turned back to Stella, playing with her feat. I could already tell that he was imagining Stella as his Bella. Yet I wasn't that concerned.
I knew I should be, but being a mother had calmed me down a lot. And if anyone was with my baby I would pick Edward. I knew he would be able to take care of her, and protect her from harm. I trusted him.
Unfortunately I would like to say that, that was the end of the craziness. Stella looked like Isabella, and Edward lost his Bella. But that wasn't it.
Stella was having problems. She didn't talk. Not even a little gurgle. No noise came out of her tiny mouth. She was quiet. Like she was just trying to take everything in. And she had what Carlisle said were seizures. Every week she would have one. One where she would just stop moving, her eyes glazed over, her little body shaking. Sometimes it got to the point where tears leaked down her face. Every time my heart broke again.
These little seizures happened almost every week, and were set off the things we didn't know. Emmett one time called her a cute little baby. That set her off. They had started off just every other month. But they had gotten worse. I was so scared.
My baby didn't deserve this torture.
I sighed looking down at my little girl. She stared gravely back at me, with her little brown eyes.
"Good girl Stella." I whispered.
"She hasn't talked yet has she?" Edward asked coming in.
I just shook my head. "Why are you back so early?"
"Wasn't hungry. Can I see her?"
"Sure." I muttered, handing her to him. "Careful."
Like I'd said. Stella was full of complications.
How'd you guys like it? I'm sorry it was so short! The next chapter will be longer. And I was thinking of maybe doing it in Stella's point of view? What do you think?
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