Daddy's Little Girl

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From that day on, Edward continuously went to that cliff, seven miles away from his home. And every day, little Rosa was there, awaiting his arrival.

"Reddie, you came!" she would greet him warmly, hugging his leg, her tiny arms squeezing tight against the polished-marble.

"Hello, Rosa." Edward's wide and radiant smile made Rosa's green eyes sparkle. She adored him.

"Guess what, Reddie?" Without pausing to give him a chance at guessing, she continued. "I bought Giselle today! She's really excited to meet you. She told me last night. It's a wonder how she got any sleep. I fed her lots of vegetables so she's really happy. She's extra happy now to meet you! Did I mention that she loves to meet new people?"

Edward shook his head and laughed. Such a little ball of energy, just like Alice, he thought, amused. Flittering off, Rosa went to go get her bunny. Sitting down comfortably on the soft ground, Edward waited patiently for the little girl to return.

"Oh, no," He heard her mutter before she started to scream. "OH NO! REDDIE!" Suddenly filled with panic, Edward raced over to the little girl, ready to protect his little friend.

"Rosa, what is it? Are you hurt?!" Dropping to his knees, he examined the little girl for cuts or bruises.

"No, no! Giselle! She's gone!" Looking over Rosa's tiny shoulder, Edward noticed a little basket, most definitely not harboring a white and black-eared rabbit.

Edward sighed in relief. A rabbit would be easy to find.

"It's alright, Rosa. I'll find her, okay? Stay here." Rosa nodded, trying and failing to hide the worried tears in her eyes. Watching her as he backed away, Edward walked effortlessly and gracefully beyond the trees until Rosa was out of sight.

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Rosa backed into a tree, where she slid down until she rested on her bum. She clasped her fingers together and frowned. She desperately hoped that Reddie was quick in finding Giselle, for the sun was already setting.

"Hurry, Reddie," she whispered. "I don't want them to find me." The blowing breezes were getting cooler, signaling the upcoming night. Her long midnight locks flowed gracefully with the flowery and woodsy air.

After a while of sitting perfectly still, eyes closed and hair flowing, Rosa heard a noise.

"Reddie?" she whispered, fully aware of whom Reddie was and that he would be able to hear her if anywhere near. Scurrying to her feet, her hopes rose.

"Reddie, is that you?" She stepped closer towards the noise, her ears listening extra hard, even though it was not necessary. The noise was loud enough.

"Rosa!"

"Oh no," she whispered, quickly running away from the noises. She didn't want to leave, not without Giselle and definitely not before she got to say goodbye to Reddie. She ran and ran, the wind whipping harshly at her face, smelling of the promising rain the thick grey clouds overhead held.

The noises and calling were quiet now, nothing but a faint whisper to Rosa's ears. When Rosa was far enough away from the commotion, she collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Once her breathing was calm enough for her to be aware of her surroundings, she frowned. Where was she? Where did all these trees come from? Rosa found no answer to these questions, for she found her self cold, alone, scared and worst of all—lost.

~*~

It was perfectly clear that to one with a mortal eye would be thoroughly confused and nervous as to what was flying through the forest at this hour, only visible as a streaking blur.

One foot in front of the other, arms and legs pumping, Edward Cullen ran through the forest at his highest speed, nervous and guilty for leaving his little friend all alone. But he would've been even more ashamed if he had let her down and not found Giselle.

How could a ball of white blend in with such greenery so well? Edward hadn't seen the rabbit yet, which seemed quite strange. He sniffed the air, looking for the bitter and stale scent of rabbit. Perhaps if he a carrot…

"Ah, there you are!" He muttered, smelling the rabbit's unappealing scent a few yards ahead of him. Racing off, he found the rabbit in a clearing, munching happily on some greenery.

"Alright, no more hide and seek, its time for you to go home to Rosa." And with that, Edward scooped up the bunny, its cheeks still full and raced off into the quickly arriving night.

~*~

It had been nearly three years since Renesmee Carlie Cullen had seen her family. During those years Renesmee had grown into a mature, good-natured, flawlessly beautiful woman. But none of these things mattered to Renesmee. In fact, she often wondered what ease life would have been if she was born to normal parents, and that she had been born with ugly freckles, tangled messy hair and blotchy skin.

After that night, Renesmee never forgave herself. How could she be so cruel; and to her own father at that? How could she had not seen past the red veil of anger and detect the love and fear in her father's eyes? She knew that her father dreaded the day that she fell for Jacob, but it wasn't his to say as to what and what not was going to happen—and neither could Alice.

So, clouded in her anger and rebellion, she packed up a few of her belongings and left the Cullen manor with nothing more than a short note, leaving her family with barely any information on her whereabouts.

Finding Jacob, she told him of her plans and rage. Nervous, but willing, she and Jacob fled. Stopping far, far away from her home, they made anew with an old dusty cottage, in which they made as good as new.

One night, while Renesmee and Jacob lay on the soft earth, Renesmee decided it was time.

"Jake," she whispered, needing not to speak louder. "Do you love me?"

Jacob was baffled at such a strange and stupid question. "Of course I do, Ness. You know that."

Biting her plump lower lip, she whispered the words that she knew would make her father crumble.

"Then do me a favor."

"Anything," Jacob vowed. Sitting up, Renesmee looked down on her Jacob with eyes full of love and determination.

"Make love to me."

With shocked wide eyes, Jacob tried to fight, but in the end, it was all in vain. They made love numerous times that night, resulting in Renesmee finding, three months later, that she was not sick, but rather bearing Jacob's child.

Okay, I know, its cruel

to leave you guys here, but I'm just giving you a little taste

of what happened to Jake and Nessie. Stay tuned and please can I have more reviews?

Its not looking good people, not looking good at all.

Thanx for reading anyways though. I appreciate it.

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