EdwardPOV
Bella has been with us for the past week and she fit into the family flawlessly. Our home is filled with happiness, love, and laughter with her here.
With every passing day we learned something new about Bella. Something that made her all more endearing.
One of the first being that she is a little clumsy and is always tripping on thin air; which made us revolve around her. She is always within reach of any of us.
We also learned that she loves books, she likes listening to stories and insists on being taught how to read.
The ability to hear her thoughts was something I couldn't achieve, there's always a handful of thoughts and voices in the house but only one is silent and peaceful. A gentle hum.
Carlisle has suggested it is possibly because she is still a child and hasn't fully developed. But I wasn't convinced, I should still be able to hear something, anything.
Another phenomenon we questioned was her healing ability, we've read many books, done cumulative research, but we couldn't get anything worth looking into.
Quiet shuffles can be heard upstairs, Bella is currently sleeping in my room, she had a long night last night. Alice and Rosalie had dressed her up all day long yesterday, she pouted majority of time, apparently she didn't like getting dressed up. Although she did like plenty of the outfits.
As soon as Alice put her in a new pajamas, her eyes became heavy and her blinks took longer. With a small bowl of cereal, she sat in the middle of the large sofa facing the plasma screen tv. Emmett surfed the channels until he found something suitable for Bella to watch, but by the time that happened, Bella held the bowl limply and was completely under.
"Edward can you please go wake Bella up for breakfast?" Rosalie asks, coming into the living room; she has changed, she has become motherly. It is nice to see Rosalie have something she has always wanted even if it is temporary.
I nod and head upstairs, I quietly open the door and see Bella sprawled out in the middle of the big bed, she looks so small.
I gently stir her, and she begins to move under the thick blankets, she stretches and yawns loudly as she wakes up, her long eyelashes flutter against her pink cheeks, she smiles brightly as she looks up at me.
"Good morning, Belly," I greet, moving her hair away from her face.
"Good morning, Eddie," she yawns again and snuggles into the blanket, she is the only one that gets away with calling me that, for which Emmett gives me shit about.
She begins to close her eyes again, to which I chuckle causing her to open them again.
"Belly if you fall asleep you won't be able to eat your breakfast," I say, while gently prying her fingers off the blanket .
"But I'm sweepy," she whimpers, holding on tighter to the blanket.
"I know but I'll make you a deal," I offer, she looks at me curiously and I continue, "if you go downstairs and eat all of your breakfast; you can go back to sleep, deal?"
She purses her lips and seems to be deep in thought, after a minute she nods, "Ok."
Bella wiggles off the bed and protests when I try to help, her feet dangle a good foot above the ground, when she lets go I catch her before she could land on her behind.
"Belly you gotta be more careful," I say as we walk out of the room , she blushes, hiding her face in the nook of my shoulder.
As we descend the stairs, she comes out of hiding when she smells food, her tummy growls rather loudly.
"Pancakes!" Bella exclaims happily and claps, she wiggles in my arms, "down, please."
I set her on her feet and she sprints towards the kitchen, she stumbles halfway there, landing on her knees.
I rush over to her and pick her up, while everyone else hovers. "Are you ok, Belly?" She nods behind the curtain of hair but her hiccups give her away.
"Hey don't cry," I say tucking her hair behind her ear, "let's see your ouchies."
I go into the living room where I set her down on the sofa and let Carlisle look over her. Although there is no spilled blood she would probably bruise from the fall.
Her knees are bright red and angry looking. Bella sniffles and reaches for Carlisle, he smiles and picks her up, "You're going to be ok, Bella. Just be careful."
Bella nods, tightens her arms around his neck, he smoothes her back until she is done hiccuping.
"Come here Belly Boo," Emmett sings while gently pulling Bella out of Carlisle's arms. He perches her on his broad shoulders before running off, her loud squeals can be heard from all over.
Satisfied with Bella being happy again we go back to what we were doing, Emmett comes back with a red faced Bella, he reaches for her and tosses her into the air causing her to giggle like mad.
When he catches her, she bounces.
"Again Emmy!"
"You got it kiddo!"
She is in Jasper's arms before she can fall into Emmett's awaiting arms.
"Hey!"
"Sorry but this little lady has to eat," Jasper calls, while making his way to the kitchen with a giggling Bella.
"No!" Alice gasps, "she's here," not a minute later there is a knock on the door.
Why hadn't any of us realized someone was close?
Where can that brat be?! Oh when I find her, there'll be hell to pay!
It takes everything in me not to get up and go outside, I seethe silently under Emmett's and Alice's watchful eye.
A woman with cold blue eyes, light brown hair, and a fake smile plastered on her face greets Carlisle.
Ooh rich people!
"Hello, I hope I'm not bothering but I'm looking for my little four year old princess," the woman says in a faux sad voice, "she's been missing for a few days now and she hasn't turn up."
Her hostile eyes drift into our house, scanning everything, her eyes drift into the living space and she looks at each of us cautiously.
Oh these people must be bathing in money.
Bella's heartbeat increases in speed and she stops eating, her fork clatters on the plate and she whimpers. She heard her.
The woman's thoughts wander and she imagines how much better things could be without Bella.
Why even try Renée? That little bitch is probably dead.
"I'm sorry to hear that ma'am but we haven't seen a child around here. Have you tried to go to the police station?"
Ha! She's too stupid to actually ask for help. If she even went close to a police station she's so fucking dead!
"They're not necessary," she says through gritted teeth, "I can find her myself."
"Bella, honey, it's ok. She's not going to hurt you, she doesn't know you're here," Esme whispers in her hair, through Esme's mind I can see Bella nod but tears pour down her flushed cheeks. Bella looks at Esme pleadingly and hugs her tightly.
That's if she's still alive.
"Maybe you could leave a photo and number so we could locate you if we see the little girl if you'd like," Carlisle offers, her eyes widened and she shakes her head.
"That won't be necessary. Thank you for the help," she nearly hisses as turns away.
"See she's leaving," Rosalie says while holding Bella's face in her hands, Bella closes her eyes but continues to cry.
Fine. I'll just look for something that's worth something and forget about that thing.
The pebbled rocks crunch under her heavy stomps. Her stomps soften and she begins to stray from the pebbled path, as she continues she peeks through the living room window.
Looks like I'm coming back tonight.
With that she turns around and leaves. Rosalie walks in with a distressed Bella, her head is tucked into Rosalie's neck and her hair is partially covering her face, strands of hair stuck to her flushed cheeks from the remnant tears.
"She'll be back tonight," Alice says under her breath, "she's planning on breaking in the late hours of the night."
"I told you she was going to find me," Bella whimpers as she holds Rosalie tightly.
"She doesn't know you're here." Esme repeats quietly while smoothing her hair down.
Bella shakes her head stubbornly and continues to cry softly into Rose's neck, her whimpers eventually turn into small hiccups. Sleeps comes easily and soon the hiccups turn to soft sighs.
With Bella asleep we discuss her arrival.