I am back! I flew in last night, so I am now home again. My updates will hopefully get back to normal, but I start school again tomorrow and my Exam start next month, so I have to study, unfortunately :/. I have a new story, called 'Burns' maybe give it a read and see what you think?

I am sorry this chapter is really bad, but a friend of mine killed herself recently and I'm not in the greatest of moods.

Enjoy !

"No, with Mama and Dada." She told him, huffing. I couldn't help but chuckle. She really is growing up far too fast.

"Speaking of Mama and Dada, where are they?" Emmett asked, turning to me and Alice for answers. I shrugged truly not knowing where they are.

Wherever they are, I hope they return soon - safe and sound.

Water.

BPOV

Suddenly an idea came to me and I walked down the street. I came to the house I was looking for and knocked. I only had to wait for a few seconds before the door opened. I wiped my eyes before looking up.

"Bella?" The person asked. I nodded.

"Can I come in?" I asked, my voice thick with unshed tears. They nodded and moved out the way, allowing me to enter.

I waited for him to shut the door and followed him into the living room. Sitting on one of the chairs, I bury my head in my hand, letting more tears fall. I feel the seat next to me dip as I am pulled into strong arms. I don't try to get out of his embrace, just take in the warmth it offers. Sobs rack my chest, making my whole body shake.

Why couldn't I have just accepted Edward wants more children. I know we will have loads more, but I don't want them just yet. I want to live the life I have for a little while longer. I love my family, I really do, but its big enough for the time being.

I think, deep down, I don't want another child because my father will ever meet them. I think, no, I know I haven't got over his death yet. Watching him die on that hospital bed haunts me every night. The nightmares still come full force every night, but I push it back. I will always miss him, but the pain won't go away.

A new round of tear hit me and I turned into James chest, gripping his shirt. I need comfort right now, and I don't care where it comes from. I try to stop the tears by concentrating on James hands as they soothingly rub my back.

My poor baby is at home, probably so confused. Its her birthday and I just walked out. How could I? I should have refused to leave. I should have made Edward listen to me. I should have made him talk this out with me. I should of acted normal and pretending nothing happened until tomorrow, when my angels birthday is over and done with.

I backed out of James embrace and wiped my eyes. I could feel him watching me so I turned to meet his gaze.

"What happened?" His voice was strained. I stared into his eyes and was shocked at what I saw. They were full of hate and anger.

"Me and Edward had a fight. I'm sorry I came, but I don't have anywhere else to go." I said through my hiccups. His eyes softened slightly and he nodded.

"I'll get you some water." he sighs and get up, going into the kitchen.

Looking around James house, I notice it is like any other bachelor pad. Not many pictures, but enough to know he doesn't live alone. A small coffee table sits in front of a three seater settee and a reclining chair. A newspaper, along with other papers are on the coffee table with several used mugs of what looks like coffee.

A tiny bookcase, only four shelves high, sits on the wall by a closed door. Standing, I walk over and look through his collection. Grazing the covers with my finger, I'm surprised at how alike our taste in books are.

I love how a book collection can tell someone about another person. I can tell that James likes the classics and that he loves Shakespeare. James is a very smart guy and likes to learn through his reading. His mind is mature for his years, a lot like mine.

Edward is also very mature, but when you have a child when you are still a child, you are made to grow up and be more independent. One tiny person depends on you and no-one else. It needs you to survive and you can't say no. when that tiny child is brought into the world, it is your job lto watch over it, to watch it grow to be the amazing person it will be.

Scanning the top shelve, something catches my eye. Picking up the silver frame I look at the picture with a small smile. A beautiful redhead is looking at the camera with a huge smile on her face, while James kisses her cheek. You can see by the way James' arm is that he took the picture himself. Seeing the love in the woman's eyes, you can tell this must be a girlfriend, or maybe an Ex.

I put the picture back and turn around, a gasp leaving me lips. James stands behind me, a glare on his face.

"I was just looking at your books." I try to explain. He nods and walks backwards, towards the settee. I follow and sit where I sat before. I smile thankfully when he hands me a glass of water and I take a big gulp, feeling the cool liquid slipping down my throat.

Before I know it, I have drank the whole glass. James watches me intently and his gaze freaks me out. I feel the need to get away, but my head starts to spin. My vision blurs and I groan. What was in that drink? Feeling my phone vibrate in my pocked I pull it out and answer.

"What are you doing!" James yells at me and I hold the phone in front of me.

"Alice." I slur, looking at the caller ID. He growls and lurches forward, grabbing the phone from me.

"Goodbye Alice." He says down the phone, his voice far to calm, before he hangs up.

My head spins faster and I fall back onto the seat, not able to hold myself up anymore.

"What did you do to me?" I manage to slur, closing my eyes.

"Just relax. I will explain when you wake up. My sweet Bella." He whispers in my ear as the darkness takes over.

I eye lids felt like they weighed tonnes when I tried to open them. Why does my head hurt so much? My throat burns like I have swallowed sand and I cant move my body. When I try to rub my eyes, I feel the restraints on my arms and legs. That soon makes my eyes snap open as I search around the dark room.

I knew James was a psycho. What has he done to me? How long have I been passed out for? What did he even give me? That bastard spiked my drink. I cant believe he would do something like that. To me of all people. I thought he was serious about being my friend, I guess I was wrong. I should have listened to my family when they said he was no good. God, why am I so stupid?

EsPOV.

We all sat around my living room, worried looks etched into every face, even Emily's. how can one poor child feel so much pain. I can see it in here eyes, the pain of loss. No two year old should know what that is, let alone feel it. I want to comfort her, but I know there is nothing I can do to comfort her. She wants her parents, but they have both disappeared.

I search my brain for a way to cheer her up when something clicks. The present Bella gave me this morning. I rise to my feet and pad into the kitchen, picking up the small wrapped gift from where she left it before she left. I see Emily eye it as I walk into the room. I smile at her, letting her know it's okay to be excited. She is wise beyond her years, much like her parents.

I place it on the floor in front of her and her eyes stayed trained on it.

"It's from mummy. Why don't you open?" Her eyes flash to mine before she picks it up and tears at the paper. When she has it open, she looks at the long black box before passing it to Rose, whose behind her.

She opens it and then places it back in Emily's hands, a small smile on her face. Emily stars in awe at the silver locket in the box then holds it up to me. I smile and sit next to her on the floor, taking the locket from the box and opening it.

"My little angel." I read from on the front of the locket. Opening it, I see the first ever picture taken of Edward, Bella and Emily while they were all at the hospital. Edward is looking down at Bella ad Emily with such pride while Bella smiles weakly at the camera. Even moments after giving birth, she still looks like the beautiful young lady she is.

"Me wear it?" she asks. I nod and put it around her neck, fastening the clasp. Sitting back on the chair, I watch her as she opens and closes the locket, tracing the picture and just smiling happily as she admires it. Opening it, she looks over at me.

"Daddy" She says, pointing to Edward. I nod and she smiles, proud of herself. "Mummy." She tells me, sure this time. I again nod, making her smile widen. "Em'ly." She grins, pointing at the tiny baby in Bella's arms. When I nod, she squeals in excitement. She begins playing with it again as I look around the room.

Emmett and Rose sit on the love seat, Connor and Kelly in their arms. Alice sits on the chair, watching Emily and holding her legs to her chest. It's such a Bella thing to do, but it makes Alice look so tiny and fragile. The mothering instincts in me want to reach out and hold her, but the rational part of me feels like she needs to be in her own thoughts for a while.

"Nana, play?" Emily asks, coming over and climbing onto my lap. I smile and nod, picking her up and holding her to my chest. I take her into her room and sit her on the floor, pulling out a box of her toys. I don't know how long we sat for, on the floor playing, but soon Emily's stomach grumbled. Laughing, I pick her back up and take her into the kitchen to make her some dinner.

"What do you want to eat, baby?" I ask. She loos around the kitchen, her eyes landing on something behind me as a grin spreads across her lips. I follow her gaze and laugh. Her eyes are trained on her birthday cake. I shake my head and tell her she needs to wait for mummy and daddy to have cake. She pouts but tells me a sandwich is 'yummy'.

She sits in her chair and eats her sandwich quietly for a while. I cant help but keep my eyes on the clock, frowning. Why haven't I heard from my son yet? He said he would call me. Just as that thought fills my head, the phone rings.

So sorry its really bad, but as I said I lost a friend recently, so I don't feel to good right now. And to top that off, I have writers block. Grrr : it is not my week this week. Hopefully it should all improve soon. I really as sorry for my bad writing.

Thanks for reading! Can we get to '100' reviews?

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