Hello lovely readers!!!
I know you're reading but you don't review!!! why?!?!?! =(
So... I know I promised more of UNBEARABLE, but I realized I didn't post in here!!!! so, to fix that, here it is!!!
About this chapter, well, I feel like some parts sound really silly and kind of made for a little kid, specially at the end, the characters pop in and out very fast for my liking, but I couldn't find a way to fix it so, if some of you feel like helping me with that, I'll appreciate it.
As always, all kind of reviews are accepted, no matter if are good or bad, I just want to know what you think about my work...
Also (Too many "A's" LOL) this is way too diferent from other fics I've read around here about the birth, and you'll notice what I'm talking about; I just want to tell you, that, in my mind, I cant see Edward as a bad guy (bad in a really bad way, not in the way he could change for the love of a girl), and less as a bad parent, that's why I did what I did.
I've also read, that alot of people think that Edward would still be angry with the baby even after she was born, and it should have been a defficult meeting, but for me, Edward was eager to have some part of Bella to hold and to care of while she (Bella ofcourse) was changin, like an anchor, stupid, I know... but c'mon!!! It's Edward who we're talking about!!! Always the sweet, caring, loving vampire: It can't be any other way with a new born baby, and less his own baby... I hope you understand me or at least try to do it.
That's all, any questions let me know, I'm here for all of you... Read and enjoy!!!
This is specially for Renesmee's lovers, and daddy-Edwrd fans!!!!! LOL
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING, JUST MY INSANE LOVE FOR CUTE VAMPIRES!!!!!
Chapter 4
BIRTH
The cup with blood spilled on the couch and, why not, Bella bent to pick it.
I stretch out my arms to catch her. I knew this would happen; the weight she carried was too much for her. I shouldn't have let her up.
A muffled ripping sound came from inside her body and then her face went blank.
My world fell apart and I was paralyzed by panic. I didn't know what to do and my brain didn't seem willing to cooperate.
A sudden "Daddy!" resonated in my mind, full of despair and fear and a feeling of suffocation. My baby was drowning! That gets me out of my trance and put me on motion.
I was aware of the bloodied body of my Bella in Rosalie's arms, convulsing wildly while the baby desperately tried to inspire.
Despite my weakness in medical knowledge, I knew that Bella and our baby couldn't bear this situation for too long. I ran up the stairs, to Carlisle office, which was equipped with everything necessary to help them.
"Edward, what are you doing?! Where are you going?! What's going on?!" Rosalie thought desperate. She knew something was wrong but didn't know what to do.
"Morphine!"-I yelled behind me, hoping that she understood my intentions. There was no time for explanations.
Fortunately, she understood and came behind me-"Alice! Get Carlisle on the phone!"-She screamed while placing my poor wife on the stretcher.
A part of my mind remained guarded thoughts and heart rate of my baby. These remained frantic and desperate but were still strong.
Another one was aware of Jacob and, I don't know how exactly, but that part was addressed to answer his questions and make him aware of the situation.
But the most important part was focused on Bella, my Bella. I was scared to dead because she didn't recover knowledge; and completely desperate because I couldn't lose her! She was my life, my soul, my everything!
This wasn't going as planned. Everything that could go wrong was happening and my two greatest treasures were dying in front my eyes!
"Get him OUT!"-Bella's frantic and heartbreaking cry finally cleared my mind. But I couldn't avoid the sharp pain in my heart to see her like this-"He can't BREATH! Do it NOW!"
"The morphine…"-I knew the baby was suffering, but was stable and I couldn't stand the idea of causing more pain to Bella. It'll only take a few more minutes; the baby would be fine…
"NO! NOW…!"
Then, a blood came bubbling out of her mouth, threatening to suffocate her. I took her head in my hands and wipe the blood away, desperate to introduce some air into her body "This is wrong, very wrong…!"
When Rose approached with a scalpel to Bella's womb an uncomfortable shudder shook me. The morphine hasn't reached her whole body yet! It would cause her more pain!
"There's no time"-She replied when I begged her to wait for the effect of morphine-"He's dying!"
Her words squeeze my soul, I knew it was true but I didn't want to accept it.
I returned my attention to the baby, his thoughts were more desperate, but his heart beat was less constant, less strong.
This only work to increase my panic. I couldn't lose them! Either one! They were part of me…!
I was undecided, divided between the urgent need to help my child and my survival instinct that called loudly to save Bella.
While this battle takes place inside of me, Rosalie barely slipped the edge of the scalpel on the soft skin, causing more blood spill out of Bella.
The sight and smell of the blood destroyed the self control of my sister, which was barely clinging for her lack of food. She bares her teeth, delighting in anticipation of the blood that flowed freely in front of her.
"No, Rose!"-I roared, unable to do anything because I still held my wife's head up to avoid suffocation. It couldn't be venom in the system of Bella with the child inside; we didn't know what consequences that may have!
Thanks to heaven, Jacob intervened, holding her head, dragging her away from temptation.
"Edward, what happened?" Alice return to the room, desperate when she lose Rosalie's future from her "sight". When she saw Jacob wrestling with her and smell the blood dripping on the floor, she paralyzed. Then, eager to do something to distract her attention from the blood, she pinned Rosalie and pull her out, fighting with her.
"Alice, get her out of here!"-I shout, desperate now that I had no help, knowing that I would appeal to Jacob-"Take her to Jasper and keep her there! Jacob, I need you!"
Neither of us finished to see Alice get the job done. We both focus on Bella, whose heart rate was only a faint sigh. We didn't have much time…!
While Jacob was in charge of the CPR, I get focused to deliver the baby. Quickly asses his heart rate, almost non-existing, as I noticed the declining in his thinking. He wasn't longer asking me for help, he only fight to continue there, waiting for someone to help him.
That almost has me, threatening to break me into pieces. My wife and my child needed my help and I didn't know what to do to give it to them! I was a useless and pathetic imitation of a man who couldn't do anything for his family…
Then, a wave of resolution and confidence flooded my being, pushing me forward, reinforcing my decisions and actions. I would save them both, at any cost, no matter what.
But before I could do anything, a shattering crack inside of Bella draw my attention back to her and most of that earlier resolution came down, leaving me barely standing.
"Her spine"-I choked in horror. That vital part of her body, the place where live the nerve endings that lead her body was broken! The venom could fix it? My poor Bella could get out of this?
I was petrified with fear; my angel hadn't return to consciousness and now was broken and bled at the edge of dead. My world, my whole life was hanging by a thread ever thinner; sinking me in despair and suffering.
"Daddy!" a whisper, week as a sigh, resounded in my mind, bringing me back "My baby! I need to get him out of there, NOW!"
I looked at the scalpel in my hand held it firmly. Everything would end alright; the three of us would be fine.
"Come on, baby, stay with me!" I thought as I quickly slipped the scalpel on the skin of my wife-"I'm coming, sweetie"
The baby moved slightly when he heard my voice that close, while relief spread in him, I could sense the blind trust he had in me, that I would rearrange things and everything would be fine "Daddy"
"That's it, honey; stay with me" I drop the knife and bent my head to Bella's belly, tearing apart the membrane wrapped around my baby, barely noticing the sound it makes.
"Almost got you, babe" I introduce my hands, grabbing firmly my baby's body. He's cringe away at my cold contact, but when he heard my voice-"I'm here"- immediately relax.
Very carefully but quickly, I get his head out of the cocoon, allowing him to take the air he so desperately needed, followed by his warm little body.
While I was holding him in my arms, the world around me stopped. It was a little girl, MY little girl, the most beautiful baby girl in the whole world. Her face was round and perfect, with the same Bella's cheeks; her skin was pale, a creamy ivory beneath all the blood; and her hair, despite being bloody, was silky and curly, and the same color as mine. But the most beautiful, the most perfect thing, were her eyes, which opened slowly, showing her pupils "the exact color of my Bella's", with its own depth and magnetism.
At that precise moment, my love for her grew to unexpected levels, taking my breath away, leaving me speechless. I felt how her tiny hand closed around my finger and my life took a new meaning.
I remembered a phrase I had read long time ago: "He aprendido que, cuando tu hijo recién nacido tiene tu dedo en su puñito, te tiene enganchado a la vida"-I've learned that, when your new born baby has your finger in his tiny fist, you are hooked for live-I've never being able to even imagine that feeling and now I understand it completely. This little girl had become the center of my world, my reason to be a better person. I felt like a new man, victorious, euphoric, and proud to be her father-"Renesmee"- I whispered full of adoration and love.
"My little angel. I would never let that anything or anyone harm you. While I'm here, you'll be safe, loved and happy"
"Daddy" She thought full of relieve, my baby girl was panting happily and I felt like my eyes were burning, I wanted to mourn with happiness.
"Let me…"-The sweet voice of my Bella, despite being husky, filled me with relief. She was aware at last!-"Give her to me"
I was so happy and eager to share this wonderful moment with her that I didn't hesitate a moment.
I straightened and quickly walk towards her and put our daughter on her weak arms, with my hands underneath as support.
"Renes…mee"-My Bella whispered weakly-"So beautiful"
The girl smiled, showing her perfectly-white tiny teeth, giving her a more angelic aspect. Then, she did something totally unexpected; she leaned forward and bit her mother!
I withdraw her quickly from Bella's arms, shocked and upset.
"No, Renesmee"- that was not right. The baby has to understand that she couldn't bite people, much less her mother.
Remorse fill her mind and very quickly understood that it wasn´t right.
I took a blanket and quickly cleaned her while returning my attention to Bella.
The panic returned leaving me weak and empty, her heart wasn't beating! Jacob was giving her CPR while I was paralyzed!
When I realized that, I start moving, with my whole being clinging to the faith that everything would be fine, determinate to save her. Bella couldn't leave us; she would live for our daughter and for me.
I wrapped my child in a clean blanket and cradled her with one arm, holding her tightly against my chest, while I concentrated on the smell of blood; the burning in my throat; immediately my mouth fill with venom. I took the silver syringe with, so long ago; Carlisle and I had experimented, and fill it with the offending liquid.
At that moment, Alice entered the room "How can I help?" But before I could answer, Jacob interrupted us.
"What are you waiting for?"-He desperate cries continuing with his job.
"Take the baby"-I said to Alice while trying to give her my girl.
"Give her to me"-Rose speak from the door room.
I pressed Renesmee to my chest and let out a warning growl. I didn't want my baby with Rosalie, she was still thirsty and could attack her.
"I've got it under control. Give me the baby, Edward. I'll take care of her until Bella recovers"
I hesitated but I didn't have much time, so I nodded and give her to them. Asking Alice to keep them under her watch.
Then, I returned to my desperate attempt to recover my wife.
