Chapter 8
Edward
He sat in his car, patient as he waited for her to get out of the car. He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel of the car. It was probably what seemed like eons later that Bella came out of the car, pulling over her jacket and placing a huge shoulder bag on her left arm as she locked the car and headed towards the gate of the school.
He waited for her to disappear inside the school premises before he got out and started walking in the same direction as her. He could not have been more excited or happy or tensed, he was finally going to meet him, his son. He also knew that no matter what he said to Bella, she would never let him meet the child, so he would have to do this as discreetly as possible.
He saw her entering a class on the left, he followed but did not enter, he stood next to one of the windows that were on the back of the class so that she wouldn't spot him.
He decided it would be better to simply watch from a distance rather than risk being seen by her, she hadn't responded warmly to her as such, so he didn't want to get too close even when he had every right to do so. After all, it was his child, too, a child he wasn't told about.
His patience paid off when he saw her standing with a small dark haired boy, and every part of him jumped with excitement. His son. He didn't have those fatherly dreams of teaching him soccer or basketball, or going to school games, maybe send him for piano classes, help him with homework even, but at this moment he wanted to be there. Stand there with Bella, and talk to his child, carry him in his arms, play with him, talk, his dreams were just starting. He was happy beyond belief. He had never known this kind of joy, probably this was what a mother felt…
Bella
She felt like a genius, she smiled so broadly that she could've probably counted her teeth in a mirror. She could still feel him watching, and while he was at it, it wasn't safe to walk over to Rosalie. She bent down and hugged little Jacob. As usual, Leah wasn't here, and as a part of an unspoken agreement she played her part at the parent teacher meetings. She spoke to Jacob for a while, then took his hand, and walked inside the classroom.
She hoped that he'd be gone by the time she got out.
She came out ten minutes later, after having spoken to Renesmee's teachers. She wondered why they even bothered, she was an exceptional child – through and through. Good at everything. She was stroking Renesmee's soft chocolate brown hair while her teacher Ms Felds gushed about how amazing she was.
When she came out, she looked around for any signs of Edward's car. There was only one white Ford in sight, breathing easy she got into her car and left along with Renesmee and Jacob driving to the nearest ice-cream parlor.
Edward
It was strange, but somehow he just wanted to go over and meet his son. And if asked he could just say that he was looking for another address.. oh, hell, why did he even have to lie. He could just go there, ring the doorbell, and ask whosoever opened the door to let him meet his son.
Another hour of conflict passed, and there was no knowing what he should he really do. It wasn't fair to go show up on her door without even talking first, even though there was barely any point reasoning with someone who could be as stubborn as she. He remembered one of those times when they'd try to figure out what to order and if she got hell bent on ordering Chinese, no matter what, not even the fact that she hated everything the Chinese cuisine had to offer would move her. She would order Chinese, eat two bites and then force him to eat the entire thing, which he did with a smile pasted on his face. He loved her so much.