Esme POV:

As I entered their room, I couldn't help the nervousness that was surely sketched on my face. I didn't want to mess this up. She meant so much to me already, I was nervous that what I say might drive her even further away, when really thats the exact opposite of what I want.

"Isabella, can we talk?" I asked.

"Sure, Esme." Isabella said, suspicion clearly in her voice.

I cringed internally, when I heard her call me Esme. I already thought of her as my daughter, and a part of me hoped she would call me mom, but then again I understood that I was just a stranger to her, who, in a way, took her dad away.

"I wanted to talk to you about how I met your father. Maybe if you knew our story then you'll feel more open to share how you feel with me, even if it's to yell or vent."

"Okay...go ahead."

I smiled and sat down next to her on the sofa.

"I met Carlisle in Ohio, 1911. The first time I met him was when I was a 16, I had climbed a tree and fell and broke my leg. My parents had taken me to the new doctor, and I couldn't help but cry my eyes out the whole way there, the pain was horrible and agonizing. My crying immediately went to a halt though, when a soft voice asked me if I was okay. I looked up and saw an angel, your father. He took care of me, made me laugh so hard I forgot about all the pain. He was my first crush. At that age I had no idea what I was feeling, but with him I felt complete. Safe. Like I could do anything and be anyone I wanted. When I left, I left with the intention of never forgetting the doctor who I had gotten along, so well with. Hoping one day I would see him again. Time passed and I yearned to be a teacher and move west, but things don't always go as you hope. My parents pressured me to stay and marry. So eventually, at the age of 22, I married Charles Evenson, in hopes of pleasing my parents. Soon enough acts fade, and true personalities show as I had met the true the Charles. He beat me, abused me mentally and physically for years. My family didn't care, only urging me to keep quiet, so I did. I endured it for years, never seeing any kind of light at the end the long, dark tunnel that was my life. But sure enough, it did show up, in the shape of a beautiful baby boy. That was my wake up call, I knew that I could not live a life as dangerous as mine was with a new baby. I wouldn't let that happen to my baby boy. So I left for Wisconsin. He found me a couple times but I kept on running away. My beautiful son was born, and I thought my life was finally turning up. But two days later my worst nightmares came true when he died of a lung fever. I was so devastated, I saw no reason to live, so I jumped off a cliff, in hopes of ending the pain. The next thing I knew was in horrible, excruciating pain, then waking up to my angel, Carlisle. I was not upset waking up to an immortal life, I accepted it as easily as I could, knowing that I got to spend the rest of my life with him. We got married and he showed me what real love was-what a true marriage is supposed to be. He gave me a life I never would have thought, I would ever have, a loving husband, children who I love with all my heart, and a daughter who I would love to get to know more." After finishing my story, I looked into her eyes and say unshed tears. This had to be the only moment I have ever seen her look as vulnerable as she was when she found her dad again. Next thing I knew, I was knocked slightly and two arms were wrapped around me.

"I'm so sorry you lost your son. And that your former husband treated you like that. He's such an ass. No one deserves that." She said, while hugging me tightly. I hugged her back, with all my might, basking in the joy of her finally opening up to me, even if it was only her arms, I would enjoy it while it lasts. She needed a mother, and I wanted more that anything to be there for her. whether it was to give her a shoulder to lean on or to give her, her space.

"Its okay, everything happens for a reason Isabella, its how we deal with it that really defines us."

Isabella POV:

After she said that, it really struck a chord with me. Everything that had happened up until now, did have a reason. I was meant to find him, this way, with his new family. Maybe it was his destiny to save these people and make them feel like they had a home and a family. If he hadn't Esme would have died a sad, broken women with no one to teach her what love really was. As much as I didn't like it, dad was supposed to leave me, to save our new family. Certain members excluded of course. She had opened herself up to me, in hopes of getting to know me and it was only fair I did the same. Esme had been nothing but sweet to me and it was time I was the same.

"Growing up with only a father, I never knew what it was like to have a mother. Dad never really talked about her unless I asked him a direct question. And I didn't really know what life was like outside of our little house. Being kept a secret, really does isolate you, and when he left, I never did. Not until I was forced to. There was this time, right after I left my home, I walked around town, looking for someone to care for me. At the time I was really young and didn't realize that not just anyone can be your new daddy or mommy, but I went around anyways, asking people if they would be my mommy or daddy, asking for a home. They either just looked at me weird and walked away quickly, or ignored me. People in those days kept to themselves and didn't pry into anyone elses business. But of course I didn't know that and eventually realized that no one wanted me. Not even my own father. I was unwantable and although I didn't understand what I did, I accepted it anyway. So finding him with his new family, just made me feel like I wasn't good enough again, and that he left, just to find a better family." I finished looking down.

Lifting my head up, Esme looked me in the eyes and said, "Bella you are good enough. You're more than good enough. And what happened to you was terrible, but you need to realize you are not alone anymore, whether you like it or not, you have a big family now. Who love and support you and would love it even more to get to know you, the real you."

"Wow, you sound like my mother, or at least what I imagined her to sound like." I laughed.

"Well, I do think of you as my daughter, and I would appreciate it if you would, someday, call me mom. I know its too soon and we just really met, but you're a part of Carlisle, someone I love with all my heart and I know if you are anything like him, which you are, that I would love you just as much, well maybe not just as much but you get the idea." She smiled, a heartwarming, motherly, smile.

"Now stop with the attitude, and let your family meet the real you, the lovely you." She smiled, getting up and walking to the door.

Thinking about what she said, she really did feel like a mother to me, she genuinely cared about me and my dad and I knew that he choose a wonderful 'human' being to give his love and 'life' to. Its wasn't her fault my dad abandoned me, and she was just trying to tell me that she was there for me for anything. Whether I wanted her to leave me alone, be my friend, or to be the mother I always, desperately wanted, she was giving me choices, she was willing to be there for me, in anyway she could, in anyway I choose, just to make me comfortable. Esme was my mom, in all ways but biological, and just because we just met, I knew we were going to be in each others lives for a long time and love her like a mom with time. I had made my choice. So just as she was about to leave, I called out,

"Thanks, mom." I smiled. And it was oh so worth it to see her entire face light up with love and warmth.

AN: HELLO! I hoped you liked the chapter. I wanted it to be WAY more heartwarming and mothery/daughtery than that but I am terrible at the lovey dovey feelings, and tried my best. Isabella DOES feel like a daughter to Esme. I KNOW ITS SOON but I needed that relationship to start forming. Bella realizes that Esme is not the enemy and only trying to be there for her. Not my best chapter but I rushed to get this out, even though to all of you it felt like forever.

IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING A LONG TIME BUT LIFE SUCKS AND GETS IN YOUR WAY OF WRITING. SO I PUNCHED IT IN THE FACE AND KNOCKED IT OUT FOR A WHILE IN ORDER TO GET THIS OUT. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE.IM NOT DEAD OR GIVING UP, I AM STILL WRITING AND HAVE FUTURE PLANS TO WRITE EVEN MORE STORIES.

PLEASE REVIEW! I have seen a serious decline in my reviews, so that was part of why I took so long, I felt like no one was really that excited or eager to read the next chapter so I took my time starting it. I MISS REVIEWS. (GOOD ONES) They are so nice and make my day, THEY LET ME KNOW YOU LIKE IT AND WANT TO HEAR MORE. If you don't review I DO NOT KNOW!