Um… this chapter is really bad and short. I don't like any of it… I'm sorry… I really am, but you love my story anyway xD
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Ch. 47- Romeo and Cookies
The next day, Bella behaved a little strangely. She was anxious, nervous and she had a guilty expression on. Someone called her while I was feeding Renesmee , but I was far away and I couldn't catch all the dialogue.
"…tonight…everything….ready." I could hear a man's voice -that seemed familiar to me, but I couldn't understand who the voice belonged to-say.
"Sure, no problem." Bella murmured.
"What about…restaurant…?"
"Yeah, see you at seven."
"I will be there Mrs. Cullen."
I was sure that it wasn't something major. I trusted her and I was sure that she didn't cheat on me or something- he called her Mrs. Cullen, so it must have been something professional. I recalled again the man's voice and searched for it in my memories. And then it hit me. J. Jenks. The only time that I had met him was 3 or more years ago. Jasper had asked him to come and give us some passports for our new life at Forks.
Bella wore her coat and pushed her cell phone in her pocket. By then Nessie had finished. I stood up and looked at Bella. "Headed out?" I asked, trying to be casual.
"Yes, a few last-minute things…," She tried to lie. I didn't push her more. I didn't want to learn more… I knew that if I learnt more, it would be a big danger for my daughter.
I smiled, trying to make her feel more comfortable-to show her that I didn't want to push her tell me. "Hurry back to me." I said, longingly.
"Always." She smiled back.
She pecked my lips and then she ran to the garage. I chuckled as I heard her mutter, "Which car?" She finally took my Volvo.
I sighed and put Nessie's bottle on the table. She touched my neck. Where did she go?
"I don't know honey, but don't worry she'll come back soon." I sat on the sofa and kissed her hair. She snuggled to my chest. "Daddy?" I smiled at the feeling of hearing her sweet voice calling me like that. "Yeah?"
"I want to read a book." She murmured. I wasn't surprised. She always liked books as much as she loved music. She is exactly like her parents. Esme had commented one day.
"Which book?"
"A good one…?"
I chuckled and stood up. I ran to my old room and stood in front of my bookcase. "Alright, let's see… hmm… this one." I said as I pulled out a copy of Romeo and Juliet.
"Read me your favorite parts." She said.
I nodded and laid on the bed. I put her on my lap and I started reading. I read in awe as I always did when I read these lines.
"Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!
Here's to my love" I finished.
"Beautiful." She whispered, caressing the page with her little fingers. I shook my head.
"I don't like this book very much…. It is not about… true love. I mean that if you read it from the beginning you'll see that Romeo is in love with another girl and then he falls in love with Juliet. He's a little uncertain. Of course it's something pioneer with reference to old years." I said, "but if you think of it with another point of you, it can be described as a romantic book."
She shrugged. "I still like it." She said.
Then I caught some thoughts from Emmett. WHOA! COOKIES! COOKIEEEEEEEES!!! My eyes widened.
"EMMETT NO!" I screamed, taking Nessie in my arms and running down quickly.
He had already poured all the ingredients in a bowl. He had started blending it. "What?"
"Emmett, we have refashioned the whole kitchen three or four times! Stop cooking!" I pleaded, trying not to sound harsh. Whenever Emmett decided to cook he destroyed the kitchen. We never trusted Emmett, he always destroyed something, every single minute!
Nessie jumped out of my arms. I looked at her suspisciously. She walked towards the counter. Her expression was perplexed, surprised and pleased. I couldn't understand what she wanted to do.
She stood on her toes and looked at the bowl curiously. It smells good. I caught her thoughts. I chuckled, a surprised chuckle. She wasn't very keen on human food and if she liked cookies……
I bowed so that my eyes were on the same level as hers. "You like its smell?" I asked and she nodded. I smiled.
"Emmett continue cooking." I ordered, rising up.
"But you just said-"
"Forget what I said. Start cooking. I'll help you." I was grinning while I was cooking. At least she found something that she liked. Something normal. I didn't care if she liked only cookies. I would feed her cookies forever if she liked.
"Here, honey." I said as I pushed a plate with cookies to her. She looked at the plate suspiciously and curiously. Se sniffed and then smiled. It was repulsive for me, but it seemed that she liked it.
She took a cookie in her little palm, hesitatingly. She examined it for a while and then she took a bite of it. At first her expression was intense. She was ready to deal with the bad taste, but when she tasted her expression turned to a pleased one. Delicious. She thought.
I grinned. "Do you like it?"
She nodded.
"Wait until your mom see this." I said and she smiled.
Alright, I'll be honest. This chapter is disappointing. IT SUCKS! I can't believe that I've written something that bad. Anyway, I've been sick for a week and I just had no ideas… SORRY!
Anyway, you have to review. Is it that bad? REVIEW! Please? For me?
-Dora-
