AN So... Here is Chapter 1 of Unexpected. All written in Bella's Point Of View.

This chapter is just background information on what happened when Edward left her. It's 46 years later and Bella has had Renesmee. Anyway... Read on and see what happens!! :D

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Chapter 1

How could it be that after 46 years, 7 months and 13 days, I had still not been able to move on. Let him go and finally be at peace? Instead, I was paranoid, suspicious and still irrevocably in love with him. An illness that I had just learnt to deal with. I was not the only one living in this world of pure paranoia and lost love. No, definately not. I had to force my 46 years, 6 months and 13 day old daughter into this too. Renesmee Carlie Swan. Pure beauty from head to toe. Slender. Bronze curls falling to her waist. Deep, chocolate brown eyes. Though recently, those eye had been filled with loss and loneliness. Why? Because for the last 46 years, 6 months and 13 days we have been living a lie. Cliché I know. But true.

Me? I'm Isabella Swan. Approximately 64 years old, with the looks of a late teen. No, I'm not bragging, I havn't had surgery in my life, I am simply different to others. I guess the word you would use to describe me would be 'Vampire'. I've been this way since the day my daughter was born. Renesmee, she is a hybrid. Half vampire, half human. Though I was still her biological mother. Her biological father? Him. It pained me to just think his name. Edward Cullen. Pure beauty from head to toe. He was mine approximately 46 years, 7 months and 13 days ago. Mine in every single possible way. Me, a mere human at the time, had got Edward Cullen, a stunning vampire.

Confused yet?

He left me. Wounded, lost and most importantly, pregnant. Renesmee was born. Her name unique, a mix between her two grandmothers, Renée and Esme. Nobody told Edward and I that a male vampire was still able to produce children with a human female. Something we should've checked. Lying in our meadow I had probably the most excruciating birth. However, I had the help of Laurent. A former enemy, sworn to secrecy. The only other person in the world who knew the truth about Renesmee and me. Hopefully, it would stay that way. Laurent left after a month, once he changed me and I was able to control my thirst. He was shocked to say the least when I didn't attack Renesmee. He claimed I had incredible self-control for a newborn vampire.

Since that day, it has only been me and Renesmee. My parents believe I went missing. Never returning. How would it be possible to explain my new look and voice to them? And then explaining how I had had just a one month pregnancy and now had a stunning baby girl who could show people her thoughts and grew at an immense rate. It was not something they would be able to understand.

Now, Renesmee and I were living in the UK. The cloudy weather almost as frequent as Forks, making it the ideal place for us to stay. We had been travelling for 23 years after Renesmee's birth, and had only settled in the UK since then. The two of us enrolled in school and had been about 4 times each. This time, however, Renesmee was going it alone. Attending Cambridge Community College, posing as a 17 year old year 12 student. I had promised her she would be fine, and in my head, I know that she will be.

Renesmee hasn't aged a day in 41 years and is truly special. As far as I know, she is the only one of her kind. But it has only ever been the two of us, Renesmee has never got close to anyone else in fear that she may reveal our secret. I can see it on her face, the loneliness she feels. It's heartbreaking to see. Maybe this time, she would meet somebody that she could at least become friends with. She was probably one of the most intelligent people I know, easily able to pass through college and university, without having to go to school.

"Morning mom." She walked into the kitchen where I was staring out the window and put some bread into the toaster. Today was going to be difficult for her, her first experience of school without me. She was dressed and ready, human food was all she needed now and then she would leave, to face the jungle that is school.

"Morning sweetie. Nervous?"

"Of course I am. But I'll get over it. It's the first day that is always the hardest, but like I said, I'll get over it. I'm looking forward to trying to make some human friends!" We both chuckled. Over the years, Renesmee had always just stayed with me during school, this experience should help her get used to being around people on her own.

I was worried for her. Naturally. It's what mother's do. But of course, because she was so different from others, I worried even more.

"You'll be fine honey. You don't really want your dear old mother there cramping your style. You'll make plenty of friends." Her eyes brightened at the possibility of having friends. People she would be able to talk to. Someone new in her life after 46 years.

"I guess so." She sat down to eat her toast at our small table in our kitchen. I wasn't able to afford the swanky houses like the Cullens. Mainly because I didn't have a future telling vampire who could foresee the trends in the stock market and I had someone I needed to buy for. Unlike other vampires, Renesmee needed some human food and sleep. She does come with me to hunt regularly (animals only) but still needs solid food to stay strong. Other than that, she has the speed and strength of a full vampire.

Our home was small. Two bedrooms and one bathroom. A little kitchen with adjoining dining room and a living room just big enough for a sofa and television. In spite of its size, it was still home. We made each place we lived in our own, adding little touches here and there. Pictures of school and family. Renesmee's family. She has always wanted to know about her father and her family on his side. I would frequently tell her about them, stories of how they behaved and what they were like. Alice, and her energetic ways. Jasper, calm and collected, sometimes even secluded. Emmett, big and ferocious, but also loveable, like a protective big brother. Rosalie, her beauty intense, even for a vampire. Carlisle, a unique vampire, wanting to do good and help others as a doctor. Esme, so loving and motherly. And then, him. I never had the strength and courage to talk about him, and Renesmee seemed to understand. She had seen pictures of him and so knew how they both looked so similar.

"Dreaming again mom?" Renesmee's voice broke through my thoughts. I hadn't realised that I was staring off into space, I tend to do that a lot. Especially recently. I'm not sure why I had started to do it so much more often recently. I smiled at Renesmee in agreement. She shook her head and walked to put her plate in the sink. "Well, what are you going to be doing today whilst I face pure torture in the form of school?" I laughed at her choice of words.

"Well, I'm thinking of going for a hunt to pass the time. Maybe read a bit. Watch a film. Nothing of much interest."

"Brilliant. So you get to run, read Wuthering Heights for the 164th time, literally, and watch a crappy, daytime film. Now that sounds like a lot of fun! Excuse the sarcasm." I smiled. Sarcasm was sort of her thing.

"Well to me, it's ideal. At least I don't have to sit in lessons all day.... Again. Now hurry up young lady, we don't want you to be late. Is it okay if I drop you off? I might head down to the library before I hunt. Maybe I shouldn't read Wuthering Heights again for a while. 164 times is a bit excessive."

"You've only just realised?" She laughed. "I won't be long, let me go brush my teeth and grab my bag. Then we can head off." I could hear the hesitation in her voice. Like she would much rather stay here. But I wanted her to get out and explore, see other people, do new things.

Minutes later she was downstairs, hair pulled up in a messy bun and her bag pulled over her shoulder. She looked nervous, but ready for the day ahead of her. "Come on, lets get this show on the road mother dear." I grabbed the car keys and headed out to our old Toyota. Something inconspicuous and that got us from A to B. She climbed into the passenger side. She was able to drive herself, but I wanted to take her, just for today, to make sure she got out okay. "Calm down mom. I'm going to be fine. Seriously, stop fussing."

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't have to, I can see it on your face." I smiled, we'd been together for so long now, she knew everything about me. She put her hand on mine and showed me how she was nervous, but was excited about doing this by herself. Her gift was incredible, and extremely helpful in situations like these.

"Thanks. I know you'll be fine. Seriously. I just worry too much. I'm your mother though. I'm allowed."

"Yes, but what is the story to everyone else? I can't say you're my mom, our ages look too similar."

"I know, I've been thinking about this. So we're going to say that we're sisters. I'm two years older than you and am working. We have lived with our uncle and aunt since our parents died when we were both small but decided to move out and try things on our own. Does that sound okay to you?"

"Sunds good. Let's just hope I remember it." She bit her lip at the possibility.

"It won't happen. I know it won't. You just have to trust yourself. We're nearly there okay. You need to go to the front office to pick up your timetable." She nodded.

As we pulled into the car park of the school, Renesmee gave me one last glance. I pulled her in for a hug.

"Good luck, everyone will love you I'm sure. I'll be here to pick you up later."

"God I hope so! See you later. Love you!"

"Love you too sweetie." She pulled out of my embrace and got out of the car. I waited until I saw her retreating figure enter the doors of the front office before I sighed and left the car park. First on the agenda, find a new book. And then try to convince myself that my daughter will be absolutely fine.

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