Disclaimer: It grieves me to say that my initials start with D. and not S. therefore I'm not Stephenie Meyers and I do not own anything Twilight.

10. Grandma

Bpov:

How could I have been so stupid, believing that Edward could change like that? As soon as he had found something that was better than me he would move on, I thought that it was different this time, that he had truly seen the error in his ways. Still it did hurt hearing how he regretted ever asking me to marry him. I was grateful that I chose to get married after the baby was born, that I could persuade Alice to wait before she had the wedding dress made.

This way there was no mess, no explanations. I was sure that Edward would post his return to the big screen in tomorrow's news paper and that he would have some explanation to the ending of his relationship. Truly I didn't care anymore what Edward did. He had caused me pain for the last time. Jackass! I couldn't help but curse him. I only had his attention because I didn't treat him like everyone else.

I was different and for a short while that was enough, then he got what he wanted and went in search of something better. Clearly he has found it with Jane, she was beautiful and wasn't expecting another mans child.

"Fifty-second Mulberry Lane." The cab driver said as he stopped in front of an old house. I starred at the house, only a single light shown in the living room. Good that would mean that she was still awake. Nobody will look for me here and by the time my mother considers this place I would have had plenty of time to think.

I paid the cabbie his fee and with a single bag of luggage walked to the small black garden gate. It creaked a little when I opened it; I smiled remembering how I rode on that little thing when I was toddler. I slowly walked up the steps of the front porch and without thinking about how this was a mistake I knocked three times. There was a soft scuffling sound before the door was opened slowly.

I smiled as I recognized the petite form in the door. Her hair was a little greyer and it was thinner than I remember, her brown eyes were alert as ever and she still wasn't wearing any glasses. She still smelled of peppermint and baby powder and she was smiling widely at me revealing her perfect false teeth. "Bells, what a lovely surprise it is to see you. Come in dear before you catch a cold." She stepped out of the way and I walked past her.

I dropped my bag on the floor and she barely closed the door before I engulfed her in a hug. "Grandma I missed you so much." I said into her shoulder as she hugged me back.

"I missed you too. Bells, but running away from your troubles is not going to solve anything." I sighed and stood away from her.

"You couldn't have just let me get comfortable first before you began to preach?" I teased lightly and followed her to her living room. She sat down on the ground in front of her TV which was screen less. That stupid thing must be broken again. She rummaged in a toolbox before fidgeting inside the TV. "Fixing the TV again?" I asked as I settled into her worn but comfy couch.

"TV's are easy it's people you need manuals for." She said and I smiled. "So are you going to tell me or do I have to drag it out of you?" She asked glancing up before returning to her work.

"There is nothing to drag out; I'm just visiting for a while." She snorted and pointed one of her well manicured fingers in my direction. It always boggled my mind how she could fix anything from the dishwasher to her car without ever messing up her nails.

"Well judging by that baby bump I would say that there is something to drag out. Whatever it is it better start with Grandma I'm sorry I never told you that you are going to become a great Grandmother." I huffed; she surely knew how to put someone on a guilt trip.

"That is not my fault, I asked mom to tell you about the baby. How was I supposed to know that she didn't tell you anything?" I asked and she rolled her eyes snorting again.

"Your mother stopped talking to me the day she married your father." I sighed here we go again. She wanted mom to marry Phil, the baseball player from Jacksonville. He would have given her a life full of money and endless possibilities. Instead my mother married Charlie, she helped to pay all the bills by working as a kindergarten teacher and she would never have the social life she would have had if she married Phil.

"Well I would not talk to you to if you told me that I was making the biggest mistake of my life by marrying a commoner." Her hand froze for a second before she continued working on the TV.

"Well it's a good thing then that we aren't talking about her, so you better start talking; I haven't got all day to listen to your boy troubles." I contemplated on whether just to go hide somewhere else but if someone would understand it would be my grandmother. No matter what my mother did to keep her out of our life's she was always there for me when I needed her the most.

"Grandma I'm sorry I never told you that you are going to become a great Grandmother." She tried to hide it but I could see the side's of her mouth pull up in a smile. "You remember this one friend I had when I was little? Edward Cullen?" I asked and she looked up nodding her head.

"That jackass, who treated you like dirt in high school? I remember him well, isn't he some heartthrob in Hollywood now?" How in the world did she know that Edward was a well known actor in Hollywood let alone a heartthrob? "Sometimes I do crawl out of the rock I live under to see what is going on in the world." She said obviously picking up on my confused look.

"Grandma no one said that you lived under a rock." She snorted again.

"Well all of you think it, now stop changing the subject and get on with your story." I rolled my eyes; she was always the drama queen.

"Well a couple of months ago we sort of got stuck together in an elevator." She began to chuckle.

"I bet that elevator reeked of guilt and some sweet choking aftershave." I smiled and shook my head.

"Not really but he had no idea who I was at first." She quirked one of her eyebrows and opened her mouth to say something. "Do you want to hear this story or not grandmother because it seems you have an opinion about everything." She glared at me.

"Well I was just going to say that asshole fits him better than jackass but now that you mentioned how irritating my opinions are I'll keep them to myself." She huffed and began working vigorously on the TV.

"Anyway I kind of told him he was a jackass and an asshole…" She muttered good girl under her breathe. "But that only seemed to form a black whole that brought him back into my universe. It's sad really because my universe had enough of those already. We became sort of friends again and one night I came home from dinner and Jacob…."

She made a very ugly noise at the sound of his name. "That reminds me if you ever warn me about a guy again and I don't listen to you clobber me over the head or something because you were right he was scum." She looked up and frowned a little.

"What did that jerk do?" She asked her mouth pulled into a hard line.

"Well he got really jealous and in a drunken rage he almost beat me to death." She started breathing heavily.

"I hope someone fucked him up nicely for you." She said and I smiled, she always swore like that we she got mad.

"Yeah Edward hit him and Emmett broke his nose. I was rather sad that I didn't get to hit him. He is rotting in jail now." She calmed down and picked up a screw driver.

"I hope some murderous inmate makes him his little bitch." I gawked at her.

"Grandmother!" I exclaimed and she just ignored me.

"Don't grandmother me; a man should never hit a woman. Edward earned himself some brownie points in my book." My heart contracted a little when she reminded me just how nice Edward could be.

"I found out I was pregnant when I woke up from the semi-coma caused by a small concussion. Edward asked me to marry him because he didn't want to slander my name and after thinking about it for a while and a little argument with my inner self I agreed to it. Anyway Jacob showed up and Edward and Emmett took care of him. Edward bought us a house and everything was just going fine until I overheard how he regretted ever asking me to marry him."

I paused here trying to fight back tears that were trying to brake over the rim. I swore that I was done crying over him. "So after you eavesdropped on a conversation he had, you decided to run away." She said matter-of-factly and I frowned at her.

"I'm not running away from anything. I just don't want him to leave me again liked he did at high school. I barely handled that, you remember how I was." She nodded.

"You were a cowering little girl that thought her life was over because her first love treated her like trash." Blood rushed to my face as anger began to boil up inside of me.

"I was not cowering from anything." She shrugged.

"Then what do you call living like a zombie for about a year." She returned to working on the TV and I glared at her little frame.

"Depressed, heartbroken and I'll maybe even settle for inconsolable." I said thinking that was the best way to describe the emotions I was going through back then.

"What ever makes you sleep at night sweetie. You were pathetic and that is being generous. You could have gone out there and fought for him, you could have told him how you felt and then if he still didn't want you, you would have gotten over it in two weeks instead of moping around for a year about what ifs." I huffed.

"Would've, should've, could've it still doesn't change anything about the now. He doesn't want me and I'm just making it easier for him to get back to his old life." I said and for a while she didn't say anything in response.

"Did it ever cross that brilliant mind of yours that maybe just maybe he was talking about someone else?" She asked softly and I frowned.

"There is no one else; I'm the only one he was engaged to." She huffed and looked up shaking her head.

"Did you not read anything the magazines posted about him in all of these years?" She asked and I shook my head.

"No, when he left it hurt too much to even think about him. I ignored every magazine stand I walked by because it was to hard to look at it and risk seeing his face. Seeing how happy he was while I was…was…" I searched for the right word.

"While you were feeling sorry for yourself and let life just pass you by?" She tried to help and I nodded in defeat. So what if I was depressed, he walked out on me without even saying goodbye. Did I really mean that little to him?

"Well he was engaged to a woman. Some actress that couldn't really act but who's gorgeous and she flaunted it pretty well. Anyway Edward called it off after about four months leaving her at the altar. I thought he was just a jackass but it turns out that she was secretly paying his friends to end their friendships with him. She was slowly taking control of everything and everyone in his life."

Why did Edward not tell me this before?

Because it was common knowledge and he might have thought that you read the article like everyone else.

Shut up now is not the time for you to speak up. I scolded my inner voice.

"Well his friends weren't really his friends if they were so easily bought of. Still what does that have to do with anything?" I asked and she rolled her eyes.

"I think that he was talking about her and not you. A guy doesn't buy a house if he isn't willing to spend the rest of his life with that person. Plus considering that he already had a failed engagement he would not propose again if he could help it especially if he was going to raise someone else's child in the process." Well when she put it that way it does seem unlikely that he would do such a thing.

"Still this is Edward we are talking about and he grew tired of me back then who says he didn't grow tired of me now?" She shrugged again.

"Maybe you are right, maybe he just grew tired of you like he did before. But what if you had a hormonal over reaction and you got it all wrong. What if you runaway and don't talk things out with him and it turns out to be the biggest mistake of your life?" She asked as she slipped the screen back in its place and fastened it again.

"I don't know, look I'm tired and I had an emotional day. I think I'm going to go to bed. Is it ok if I spend the night?" She pressed the power button and the screen flickered to life.

"Sure, sure. Sleep on it, I'm sure that you will see that you made a horrible mistake and will go talk to him." I rolled my eyes as I stood up.

"Don't hold your breath ok." I said and she snorted again.

"If I did that with your mother I would have died a long time ago." I smiled and kissed her on her soft grey hair before making my way to the spare room I always used when I visit her. I stripped out of my clothes mechanically and slipped on my pajamas.

You know that she is right.

Ok, I am not arguing with you.

Oh, come on Isabella that's what we do. Ok? We have these inner conversations daily! Am I going to look stupid? Am I pretty enough? Did Jacob always have that jealous rage inside of him? Should Edward be with me instead of with some famous movie star?

No, ok you're wrong. Jacob never hit me before and he brought me back to life and Edward loved me.

Whatever you say, Isabella….whine, whine, mope, mope, always the victim. My life sucks, Jake hit me and Edward lied! Boo hoo.

You really are a bitch you know that?

I'm not the one who ran away from Edward. People always leave or Isabella drives them away.

I argued myself to sleep and after a restless night I woke up feeling even worse than I did before I went to sleep. I took a nice warm shower but even that couldn't make the stress go away. I found grandma in the kitchen where she was preparing breakfast. "You are in a cheery mood." I said and she smiled widely.

"Did you look at the morning paper?" I shook my head not even trying to figure out what random thought was going through her head this time. She picked up the paper from the counter and threw it neatly in front of me.

"Grandma I'm really not in the mood ok." I whined pushing it to the side and helped myself to some bacon.

"Would you just shut up and look at the stupid thing." I sighed and did as she said if I wasn't going to do it now she was going to pester me until I did.

"Ok so what am I supposed to be looking…." My sentence trailed of as I caught sight of the headline.

Jackass says he's sorry.

Jackass claims he met a girl when he was three years old. They became fast friends. He says that since he could remember all he new was that every story of his child hood that was worth telling starts with his and her name. But like all tragic love story's he was a complete jerk at high school and messed everything up.

Years later he met her again in an elevator and she completely turned his world upside down. He proposed in weeks and she made him the happiest man alive by agreeing to be his wife. But instead of sharing a happily ever after she left him yesterday dew to a big misunderstanding and now he's just miserable.

He would just like a chance to explain everything and that she should not just give up on a love like theirs. He does love her and he will always love her, he doesn't care how long it takes or how much it will cost him but he will not rest until he found her again.

All he is asking for is for her to return to him so that he can explain everything.

Well whoever you are mystery girl; I hope that you give jackass another chance.

I looked up from the newspaper into the smiling face of my grandmother. "See I told you it was just a big misunderstanding." I was about to reply when there was a knock on the door. "You stay here; I'll go see who it is.

"Like, I can go anywhere else." I mumbled after her reading the article again.

"Bella that asshole of a jackass wants to see you." My grandmother called down the hallway making me jump. Wait…is Edward here? Did she just call Edward an asshole and a jackass in front of his face? My palms began to sweat as I made my way to the living room.

"Now you listen to me boy, if you so much as upset her I'll fuck you up." My grandmother said in a stern voice and Edward all but gaped at her.

"Grandmother, that's enough." I said and she smiled friendly her serious face vanishing completely.

"I have my eye on you boy." She said in Edward's direction before leaving us alone in the room. I knew she was standing in the hallway listening in on our conversation.

"I see where you get your wittiness from." Edward said dryly.

"Sorry about that she can be a little protective sometimes." I said apologetically.

"Just a little…..Bella listen I can explain." I held up my hand stopping him.

"Edward I have no words…." He interrupted me.

"It was just one big misunderstanding." He said defensively.

"Oh, no, wait. I thought of some. Jerk, ass, arrogant, inconsiderate, mindless, frat-boy, low life, butt-faced miscreant!" He chuckled.

"Butt-faced miscreant?" I ignored him.

"Why would you do something like that?" I asked and he was trying hard not to love.

"I'm sorry…..butt-faced miscreant?" He asked and I heard a chuckle coming from the hallway.

"Edward." I said trying to be serious but even I had trouble not to start smiling.

"Yes." He said the tiredness gone from his face.

"You're happy." I said and he smiled.

"Yeah." He agreed and I broke into a smile to.

"Did you do something sluttish?" I asked and he almost chocked on his own spit.

"I'm not that happy. I found you and that's why I'm happy. I wasn't going to let you just walk out of my life like that. You only heard one half of the conversation and as usual you assumed the fucking worst. I wasn't talking about you. I was talking about Tanya. Jane told me she was in town and that she wanted to see me."

Wait, he proposed to Tanya Denali? "Ok so I over reacted but why didn't you tell me that you were engaged before?" I asked and he shrugged.

"It was not like it was some fucking state secret Bells, it was like in every magazine on earth."

I told you so.

Shut up.

"I didn't read any magazine's back then; it hurt too much." He frowned and sat down on the chair.

"I really hurt you when I left all those years ago, didn't I?" He asked and I nodded.

"More than you know." He shook his head.

"No I do know, you see when I found that letter I cried. I didn't feel any emotion whatsoever and I cried like a little boy. I thought that my life ended or something. When I finally got my emotions under control I called a newspaper and paid them a ton of money to publish that article. Then I remembered that you always came here when you're upset and I drove through the night to get here. Now I'm only hoping that you will come back to me."

He said and for the first time I truly looked at him, his wrinkled clothes, his day old beard, the shaggy bags under his eyes and the way warmth and love just radiated of him.

"Of course she will, now kiss her already." Grandmother exclaimed from the door. Edward didn't wait for an invitation as he closed the distance between us and kissed me full on the lips.

I responded instantly, snaking my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me. He deepened the kiss and I kissed him with everything I had. How could I ever think that I could walk away from this?

"I said kiss her not eat her fucking face of."

We heard grandmother say but we didn't really care.

An/ ok so this chapter turned out a lot differently than what I imagined. I just love creating new characters for a story. I wanted to write grandmother in such a way that she seemed like the wisest person on earth but at the same time you could see that she and Bella was a lot alike. Well at least that is how I'm hoping she was portrayed. Anyway I hoped you enjoyed her as much as I enjoyed writing her.

Thanks so much for all the reviews, over three hundred reviews for a story I just intended to be a one-shot…WOW. It's thanks to every one of the reviewers that I decided to make this into a full blown story. So virtual cookies and hugs to everyone who reviewed.

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