Six months. That's how long it has been since I found out that I had a daughter. In those six months, we have grown close. She has told me that while I am her biologically father, Emmett will always be her Dad. She calls me Edward, and while I am grateful that she has allowed me into her life, I am sad that I never had the opportunity to be her 'Dad'. While I do have the rights to dispute the adoption and legally claim Annie as my own (I talked the situation over with my friend, Garrett, who's a lawyer), I would never do it. Annie would be heartbroken if I took her away from the people she has called Mom and Dad for the past 14 years. I had already taken one parent away from her, I couldn't take any more. Besides, Emmett has finally warmed up to me slightly. And by slightly, I mean I haven't been punched in the face recently.
Alice and I haven't spoken since I found out about what she did. Jasper has moved to a different department at work. I'm glad they haven't tried to contact me. Lucy freaked out when she found out that Annie was my biological daughter, but the two girls remained friends.
I haven't heard back from Jenks yet. The longer I go without contact, the more my hopes disperse. Is she still alive? The thought of living in a world without Bella was like a knife to my heart.
You should have thought about that before you kicked her to the curb, you fucking piece of shit. My conscious (now that it has returned after fourteen years of being suppressed by alcohol) has taken on the voice of Emmett. He has no qualms in telling me I'm the scum of the Earth. Not that I'm denying it.
Currently I'm out having ice cream with Annie. Emmett was in a business meeting and Rosalie had her annual check-up at the doctors. I volunteered to pick Annie up from school. It was almost five in the afternoon and I knew Rosalie was going to pick Emmett up at the office soon (she had taken the family car because she had errands to run). Then, they were going to pick up Annie.
"And so Lisa poured her Coke over his head. Needless to say, Andrew won't be pinching her butt anytime soon!" Annie laughed as she finished her story.
I chuckle and began to reply when my phone rings. "Mr. Cullen? I have some bad news."