Hi! This is the second installment of my collection of ideas. This one is in Edward's point of view about his daughter and Bella. Please review!
Whenever I looked at Renesmee, I saw Bella. Her eyes, her lips, her hair . . .
She was everywhere, even though the only place she really was-was in a casket, six feet underneath where my daughter and I stood.
Nessie looked up at me, outstretching her hands, a symbol to pick her up. Nessie was only two years old, three in a few weeks, so she didn't understand that Mama was never coming back.
Nessie nuzzled her head in my neck, her breath hot, a contrast to the air around me.
"Daddy?" She whispered.
I was surprised at the fact she talked. It had been a few months since Bella's death, and in all that time, I'd barely heard a squeak from her.
"Yeah, Ness?" I said just as soft. Her arms tightened around my neck.
"Mama is a angel, huh?" she said.
I nodded and she sighed.
"Where's Mama?"
"In heaven, remember? She's with all the other angels, playing and singing and having fun."
"No have fun with me and Daddy?" She pulled back and her brown eyes, so confused, so big, so curious, stared back into mine.
"No, sweetie. Not with Nessie and Daddy. Someday you'll understand."
"I love you Daddy. Mama go bye-bye, but Daddy stay with me." She smiled and placed a hand on my face. This was the most affection I'd gotten from my daughter.
And even though I was happy, I couldn't help but feel worse that she'd lost her mother. The one person who loved her just as much as I did.
"I love you, too, Nessie. Okay?"
She nodded. "Ice cream, Daddy? I want ice cream."
I set her down, on the ground of the cemetery floor, right above Bella's grave. Nessie ran to the headstone, and kissed it, unknowingly placed her lips over the word "mother".
It sent chills up and down my back, knowing that something in her made her pick that place to kiss. And just as a wind blew past us, I could feel her. All around us.
I smiled, picked Nessie up in my arms, and together we left Bella's resting place, not once forgetting the woman we loved.
This idea has been running through my mind all day, and I had to write it down. Please review :)
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