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Chapter Four

…Unexpected Visitors…

Edward Cullen

School was finally over, and the drive back to our house wasn't quiet at all. Alice and Renesmee are talking about their day. Alice was too eager to babble on about her day too, too eager that she seemed like she's hiding something from me. Also Renesmee is just making sure she won't stop talking to distract herself. So I wouldn't hear her thoughts. I didn't need to be a mind reader to know what is in her mind at this moment.

"Renesmee seriously, if you want to drop gym... you can have Carlisle make you a note about you irregular heart beat, again." Alice suggested teasingly since Renesmee drops gym when she hates the teacher for the class. "Like always," she added as she raised her eyebrows at Renesmee.

Renesmee thought about this for a second then she frowned when she realized that gym was one of the few classes I have with Nahuel. And she doesn't trust me to be alone with Nahuel.

I smirked, of course she knows I'm going to have to talk with him about her. How he's all of a sudden in the same town we are living now. I allow him to visit her three times a year, but now I guess he's actually going to pursue her now—.

You were over a century old when you married mom, Renesmee frowned at me.

I briefly looked at her from the rear view mirror, my eyes wide, What does that supposed to mean? "I didn't say anything," I said softly. I raised an eyebrow at her too. I could feel Alice's gaze from beside me.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes at me. You're thinking about it.

When I turned into our driveway, I saw a foreign vehicle. I didn't have to think too much to know whose car it is. I looked at Alice and realized what she has been hiding from me and the real reason why Jasper skipped school.

You have to face them some time, Jasper's voice echoed in my head. That's what he meant from this morning.

"We have visitors?" Renesmee asked as she noticed the car that she never recognized. She looked at me, excitement shown in her face. She always liked it when we had company; a few vampires would come once in awhile to see the Half-immortal child.

I hit on the brakes more harshly when I parked the car beside the enormous truck. "Stay in the car, Renesmee." I said firmly when I notice her take her seat belt off.

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and annoyance. "Why?" she demanded.

I hissed, "Stay in the car," I ordered in a low voice emphasizing every word. I looked deep into her questioning chocolate brown eyes.

She sighed knowing the tone on my voice, she couldn't argue anymore. She crossed her arms on her chest. "Fine," she grumbled. She started mumbling about how she isn't a child anymore, I just ignored her.

"Alice," I managed to say even though I basically growled at Alice. I got out the car and Alice followed me, she slowly walked beside me.

"They wanted to visit," she said calmly. It's about time Edward.

I fought another hiss at her. It's not Alice's fault. She completely understands why I didn't want Rosalie to be here. And, I also understood why she didn't tell me. She wants this problem resolved. But I'm just being stubborn about it.

I was about to open the door on the front door. Edward, please calm down. I could hear Esme's panic through her thoughts. So, I took a deep breath before finally opening the door and my eyes landed into the pair of sad golden eyes I haven't set eyes in for over two decades.

I just ignored the voices in my head trying to reprimand me for not acknowledging our guest. I was focused on the voice of annoyance from outside the house and checking if she wouldn't sneak in for a look at our visitors. I'm sure Renesmee would try… that's why I need to hurry up.

I looked at my father and said softy, "Renesmee and I are going for a trip." Then I looked at Emmett before I muttered, "You can stay as long as you want."

I moved as fast as I can to get the duffel bag that I packed under Renesmee's bed just in case of emergencies. I noticed that they are two bags in there and I didn't think about it for another second since I heard the car door from outside opened as if she was going to sneak in to see.

I immediately ran down stairs to dash through the door before they could actually saw me, but I wasn't fast enough because Rosalie was able to grab a hold of my wrist before I could reach the door.

"Please Edward," her voice was so low that I was sure I was the only one that heard it. "It has been over two decades… You have no idea how sorry I am." Her eyes was filled with sadness that I had to look away from her.

I shoved her hand away, I turned and faced her with the same coldness I have shown her the day before she left. I know it has been two decades, and that I would have forgiven her… but I just let things slip by her. She deserves the same coldness that I have shown her when she was selfish towards Bella. "As I said, you can stay as long as you want." I hissed through my teeth.

"Dad… I was going to say not to--"And as I feared Renesmee opened the front door to peep in who the visitors are.

I had to clear my throat to stop myself from growling at her. But of course if she is her mother's daughter, then she is as stubborn as Bella. And plus with my pride and stubbornness, then that's a good headache for me--if that was possible for vampires are having headaches because I think I am having one right now. I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Oh. My. Goodness." I heard Rosalie gasp when her eyes landed on the young lady that she hadn't seen since she was an infant. "She looks so much like Bella," she was about to take a step towards my child.

I didn't know what I was thinking because I snarled at her and I stood in front of Renesmee hiding her from Rosalie's stare. The way I was crouched and ready it seemed like I was protecting Renesmee from danger.

I notice Emmett stand up too. I was surprised by how calm his thoughts are, and Jasper didn't even use his talents. Edward… he started.

"Enough of this Edward!" Carlisle spoke firmly this time. I was stunned by the strength of his voice, I never heard him speak like this. "Rosalie can look at her." his voice seemed calmer now, but I could hear the anger in his head. I even noticed Jasper looking at Carlisle.

This time Renesmee froze, Rosalie? she questioned. She didn't even tried to sneak in another look at anyone. She rested her forehead on my back and she whispered, "Dad, Lets go." Her voice sounded so sad and also her tears started to escape her eyes. And a memory that she hid from me had slipped from her mind. It was the night before Bella's funeral. The night that I thought she was peacefully asleep…

"Edward please," Rosalie grabbed my arm after I turned my back on her.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and stopped breathing all together. Her scent is just testing my thin patience. I had to control my temper or I might destroy every inch of her. "Let me go." I said in a low dark voice emphasizing every word.

She hesitated but she let go of my arm, "Edward, don't leave the family. You need us," she sighed, "We need you and Renesmee." she added.

I hissed at her, "You don't need anybody." I snapped at her.

She growled at me, her patience probably wore out and she is as angry as I am at her. "Ah, come on Edward." she rolled her eyes, "If it wasn't for me, Renesmee wouldn't be here."

I snarled, "If it wasn't for you Bella would be alive!" I yelled in her face, I was almost sure she didn't understand that because I sounded almost animalistic. I could feel the rage slowly taking over me. Even though that little girl in my room was going to be my world for my entire existence. I still couldn't help but think that I'd trade her for Bella. And I know I'm going to regret saying that someday, but this is how I feel now.

Rosalie rolled her eyes again, "Can't you see Bella had given you the greatest gift of all. A part of you and her." She said this sincerely though.

I glowered at her and I laughed bitterly. I would believe all that if I wasn't a mind reader. "Rosalie do you actually you think I believe that you believe that."

She raised an eyebrow at me. What are you talking about?

"You can lie to everyone else, you can even lie to yourself. But I know you don't believe that." then I pointed on my head as if it was the answer of her question. "I know you the most Rosalie." I said her name like it was a cuss word.

She widen her eyes, she had a few emotions play on her face. She looked embarrassed, guilty and furious at the same time.

"You're too vain to come up with that on your own."

She growled at me again, she was really close to snapping my neck. "I do admit I have my flaws Edward. But don't use that against me." She flipped her golden blonde hair away from her shoulders.

"You…" I was too pissed off to say anything. Her vanity always gets in the way of everything. Bella wouldn't have been safe if we just left as soon as I couldn't control my blood lust for her, Rosalie wanted to stay because she didn't want to start over. If it wasn't for her vanity--her jealousy, Bella would probably never needed to save me from the Volturi. But still, I'd probably come back and beg for Bella's forgiveness.

"What about me?" she spat, "You should be thankful I fought for Renesmee." she rolled her eyes, "I did it for Bella."

That was it. What she just said had made me slip my controlled temper. I could feel the rage taking over me. I felt my pupils dilating, turning into coal-black. I didn't care if the rage took over me, I don't care if I say or do anything rash… she deserves all of it!

"I'm not a moron Rosalie." my voice was cold and dark. "That isn't the real reason why you fought for Renesmee." I stared deep into her golden eyes. The monster in my chest slowly started to grow wanting to hurt her.

"I knew what you were planning when I found out Bella called you." I took a step forward. I feel the bitter taste of my anger on the tip of my touch. I was ready to do whatever the monster told me to do.

I could see the fear in Rosalie's face, and it just made the monster rejoice even more. She took a huge step away from me, but when I kept walking towards her I was slowly cornering her by the wall.

"You knew Bella wasn't going to survive the child birth. You knew very well that I'd do anything for Bella." I smiled darkly at her when her back was against the wall. I was only a few feet away from her. "You figured that when Bella dies--" my voiced cracked when I mentioned Bella's name and dies. "I'd take the next plane to Italy." I hissed through my teeth, and finally I was a feet away from her. "So you can claim the child to be yours!"

Then I laughed a humorless laugh, "But you see, I'm still here and you are never going to hold her--even look at her!" I growled in her face that she flinched.

The next thing I knew someone wrapped their arms around me like a boa constrictor.

Emmett was standing in front of Rosalie in a protective stance. He looked calm but he was crouched and ready to attack. I know my wife isn't perfect, she may have her flaws, Edward. But I'd die for her like you'd die for Bella.

I finally realized what was going on. Jasper tried to send calming signals to everyone in the room, which didn't work for me. The monster within me was too strong for Jasper's little dose of the chill pill. The monster wanted to rip Rosalie's neck from her pretty little head.

"Let me go, Jasper." My voice was low and raspy as if I was possessed. I tried to squirm away from his hold. The delicious taste of revenge is only a few feet away from me.

"Edward," he warned as he tightened his hold on me. "Alice, stay back!" He yelled at Alice who started to walk towards our directions.

Alice just ignored her mate. She was looking me right in the eye. Please Edward, control yourself. Then she touched my mind with the vision she just had.

I was standing on Emmett's lifeless body. But I wasn't standing on it like I was proud I had won the battle. I looked bewildered, scared and devastated by what I had done. The image disturbed me, not because I killed Emmett. It looked like I had lost control and when I got a hold of myself I couldn't believe what I had done that drove me mad.

"Jasper, let go of Edward." Alice said softly. She nodded at Jasper when he hesitated. "Trust me."

I could feel Jasper's arm loosen around me. He was still very cautious and furious now, If you hurt Alice. He warned. Then he unwrapped his arms around me.

My eyes were still on Rosalie. I still wanted to destroy her, but all I could hear was Bella's voice in my head telling me to calm down. And then her voice again saying, Edward, we are going all going to miss her.

I widen my eyes, had I gone insane? Of course Alice wouldn't try to mimic Bella's voice—she didn't want to hurt me that much, not anymore.

To my surprise that Alice all of a sudden wrapped her arms around me. She sobbed tearless cries. "We are all going to miss Bella too."

I was torn. She was right. It's not only me that suffering because I lost Bella. Everyone in this household is suffering. They always welcomed Bella into the family even before I married her; it was when I officially fell in love with Bella. And Alice was the first one to accept Bella in the family.

In an instant my rage dissolved and another emotion took over me. The emotion that I've been trying to avoid ever since Bella's heart stopped beating—grief.

I felt my knees weakened. Alice and I fell on our knees when I wrapped my arms around her for a hug. It finally hit me, Bella's gone. She's never going to come back. I could never touch her, see her smile. Look deep into her chocolate brown eyes and could see the love she has for me. And lastly when her heart skipping a beat when I touch her lips with mine.

She's gone… she's really dead. And the memorabilia she left me is the little girl in my room sleeping and dreaming about the voice she heard yesterday morning, she's hoping to see her mother soon.

I broke down into tearless sobs too. How can I explain to Renesmee that her mother is gone?

And at that exact moment she dreamed about the gruesome events that had happened yesterday night. She screamed her little lungs out. Waking up from what she thinks is a nightmare.

I immediately stood up and looked at Alice. She looked so pale and sad. "Renesmee and I are leaving tomorrow after Bella's funeral." And then I coldly looked at Rosalie, "And nothing you say is going to change that."

I dashed to my room and took my little girl into my arms. She stopped crying a bit. But she was still shaken up by the memory she had that she thought was a dream.

"Shh, it's alright. I'm here; I'm never leaving your side." I patted her back and kissed her forehead.

She touched my face. What she showed me had shocked me. I already know that she's special but I didn't know that she's that special. She showed me images of love, though she didn't know how to explain it but she had a huge heart in her head.

"I love you, too." I replied as I kissed her cheeks.

The drive was shared in silence between Renesmee and I. Of course I would know what she's thinking about if she didn't start singing in her head.

Besides I don't really need to know hear her thoughts to know how she's feeling right now. I can always tell, with what song she sings.

She took a glance of the duffle bag on the back seat of the car, and then she sighed. "Dad, those clothes that are in there are about a decade old." She frowned adding in one breath, "Out of style."

I laughed, I suddenly remembered that there were two bags under her bed. I didn't notice that that bag looked new compared to the bag that I took. "Ah, I'm sorry. We can go shopping if you like." I tried to hide the grimace in voice… I hate shopping.

She looked at me and she smiled, but her smile didn't reach her eyes. "That's why I went to the house to tell you…" her voice was low and it broke. "I'm sorry."

Ah, that's one of the reasons why she came in. I need to talk to her, about what happened. So I pulled over and I looked at her, her brows furrowed in confusion. "What is going on?"

I sighed, "I am sorry about what you heard… I thought you were asleep." I cleared my throat. I didn't realize that when she cried that night, she knew that the nightmare that she had was real. And that's what made her cry because she knows she can't see her mother anymore. "I was just—"

"Dealing with the five stages of death really well." She said as a matter of fact tone, "You're not the only psychiatrist in the family." She answered when she noticed me raise my eyebrow.

"You are really smart you know that…" I rubbed my hand on her hair and messed it up; she pulled away from me frowning.

She sighed too, "Why do you think I never question the fact that we leave every time Rosalie and Emmett visits." She looked down embarrassed, "I've tried my best to keep it from you."

I grinned, so that's why she seemed uncomfortable when I take her on these trips. I thought that she just found it awkward that her father has this animalistic side.

"Dad, I understand why you'd want to blame someone else for—." She hesitated, "Mom's death, other than the real reason." She pointed to her chest.

I growled, of course she would turn things around. She always thinks it's her fault for Bella's death. And no matter how many times I had told her it isn't, she wouldn't believe me.

"Alright, I'm sorry." She said softly as she leaned back to the chair without looking at me.

"You're not the only person who had lost their mother at child birth Renesmee." I tried to sound firm but my voice sounded like a broken whisper, "Though how unfortunate that is. Don't blame yourself."

She shook her head the entire time. She looked at me again, her eyes started to water tears that I hope I could shed too. "Other children—" She stopped, she didn't need to say anything. She started to remember the night she was born.

I pulled her for a hug. I just let her cry in my arms as I ran my hands on her hair trying to comfort her. I waited for a few moments before I finally spoke. "You know that's not the reason why I never forgave Rosalie."

She took a deep breath, "Dad, I know you to well. You can lie to everybody but not me." She cleared her throat, "If Rosalie is really that vain, she wouldn't know that you staying angry at her is a good thing. That it's the only way to keep you sane." She pulled away from me. And the intensity in her chocolate brown eyes is melting into mine, "That's also the reason why Emmett never pushed to make up with you, dad."

I didn't say anything, but I just listened to her. I could hear her mother talking instead of her. She may have my looks, but her personality and her being selfless are one of the few traits that she had gotten from Bella, especially her stubbornness.

She is right, though. I wanted to stay mad at Rosalie so I wouldn't get mad at myself, not because I want to blame my daughter. But I am never really angry at Rosalie, not anymore. I just kept pretending, and I do admit I miss that vain sister of mine. Especially Emmett—the older brother of the family.

I just had to swallow my pride and get it over with. And besides, if I keep my pretense that I am actually over Bella's death then I should forgive Rosalie. What would my daughter think if I stay mad at Rosalie for another year or so? She would think that she wouldn't be able to forgive herself, if I don't forgive myself too.

I turned the engine back on and I turned the car around. To go back to the house and let her meet her uncle and aunt.

She widen her eyes in shock, "What are you doing?" her voice sounded excited and anxious.

I laughed and looked at her for a second, "Well, all I have to say is that I apologize that you never got to see how hilarious Emmett is, maybe now would be a time to."

Before she said something in reply my phone rang in response. Of course I know who it was calling; I answered the call in a smug tone, "Yes Alice."

Alice's voice sounded a lot more hyper that usual and she sang in my ear, "So the fact that I'm not seeing anything that's going to happen for the next few hours… does that mean?"

I smiled at the road then I winked at Renesmee, "Yes, tell Rosalie she gets a Barbie doll to dress up too,"

"Hey!" Renesmee protested loud enough that the entire family heard her from the other line. "I am not playing dress up!"

"See you later Renesmee…" Alice said a bit louder making sure Renesmee would hear. "Thank you, Edward." She said so softly that those words were just for me to hear.

When I hung up the phone, Renesmee had a huge smile on her face. She's happy that the feud in our family is finally over.

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