I loved this part of the movie. I hope you enjoy this rendition.
~*~*~ Playing Mommy~*~*~
Isabella Swan
"Edward," I shook Edward's arm to wake him up. But he just groaned and didn't sit up. I rolled my eyes and shook him again.
"What is it?" he snapped groggily. I huffed.
"We're going on a trip," I told him. I added, "As a family."
"Did I even agree to this?" he questioned.
"Yes," I said. "You did. Renesmee and I are dressed up already so hurry."
He sat up rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "We need to cancel that for next week," he said. I narrowed my eyes.
"And why?" I asked.
"I have a lot of work to do," he said.
"On a Saturday?" I gaped. Geez, this guy was such a workaholic.
He shook his head. "Reschedule," he said then went to the bathroom to shower. I huffed.
And then I had an idea. I scurried out the room and went to the dining room.
…
"Daddy, why are you in your work clothes?" Renesmee asked, her lower lip slightly jutting out. She was pouting.
Edward kissed her on the forehead and prepared to turn away. But I cut him off. "Why don't you have some breakfast with us?" I offered. Or else, I wanted to add.
"I don't have time," he said.
"Come on," I said. He turned around. I arched a brow and mouthed, "Want me to tell her now?" he glared and reluctantly sat down.
I pushed his cup of coffee toward him. He took a sip. "Thanks," he muttered. And after a few bites…
…
"We're going to a resort, Mommy?" Renesmee grinned at me.
"Yes," I smiled as I concentrated driving on the road. I peered at the rearview mirror and bit my lip in guilt. Edward was sitting in the backseat, wrapped with ropes and blindfolded. I even stuck on a sign that said: DO NOT DISTURB. I sighed. Thank god I still had some sleeping pills with me.
His coffee..? Yeah, I put some grounded pills in there. Even though I knew it was bad, I wasn't going to let Renesmee feel she wasn't important to Edward.
So, basically, I held him hostage. He knew he had it coming, anyway.
Edward Cullen
I let out a groan and slowly opened my eyes. I was in a dark room and in bed. I sat up and saw that I was in a button-down shirt and khaki pants. My eyes widened. What the..?
I rolled off the bed and opened the door. My eyes narrowed at the sudden burst of sunlight that flashed in front of my face. My stomach lurched. Was I even in the city anymore?
My blood boiled when I saw the mastermind behind my kidnapping. She was really something, and it irritated me. I walked toward her and Renesmee.
She looked up and smiled up at me. "Hey there, Edward"
Renesmee looked up and I noticed she was in a bathing suit. She grinned. "Daddy, you're finally awake!" she exclaimed then began tugging at my arm. "Let's go build a sand castle!"
"Maybe later, sweetheart," I said—my eyes on Bella. She stiffened. "I just need to talk to your mom in private." I grabbed Bella by the wrist and dragged her toward the cottage's porch.
She casually leaned back on one of the posts and eyed me. "What is it?" she asked innocently.
"God, Bella!" I snapped. "I have to prepare for a case that will take place next week! I can't afford to dawdle with you and Renesmee."
"Well, sorry for keeping your promise," she snapped back. She took a step closer to me and jabbed me on the chest. "Edward, FYI, family comes first."
I scowled. "This is going to cost my job," I told her.
"Well, if you keep working, you're going to cost your daughter," she retorted then marched toward Renesmee. I groaned then walked toward the hammock and instantly dozed off.
...
When I woke up, I saw Bella walk toward me. And then I noticed that she was a bikini top and denim shorts.
I groaned and looked at her sarcastically. "What is it now?" I asked. She turned her head and squinted at the ocean. A cool breeze swept around us that had her hair flying.
"You should join us," she said, not looking at me. "It's already lunchtime."
I slowly stood up from the hammock. I narrowed my eyes at her when she looked at me incredulously. "What?" I asked.
She smirked. "You're not retorting or anything," she pointed out. "That nap did you good, no?"
I rolled my eyes and followed her to a picnic table. It was filled with food and drinks. Renesmee, I noticed, was already chomping on a piece of chicken leg. She had a bit of gravy on her cheeks.
Bella zoomed past me and took out a piece of tissue paper to wipe Renesmee's face with. She was really into this mother role, I realized. "Renesmee, eat like a girl, okay?" she laughed and my daughter and I laughed as well.
Bella turned to me with her eyes wide—Renesmee grinned. She was surprised that I chuckled too. I cleared my throat and sat down on a bench.
Isabella Swan
It looked like my kidnapping didn't go to waste. Edward was slowly having fun with us and I was proud that I was able to put a smile on both his and Renesmee's faces.
I couldn't help but smile as Edward started telling his daughter some stories when he was a kid. We were around a campfire, huddled in blankets as the air turned cool. The place was definitely peaceful and good for Edward. He needed this.
I looked at the darkening sky and closed my eyes to listen at the lapping of the waves on the shore.
"Really, Daddy?" Renesmee questioned. From her voice, I could tell she admired her dad. "You went on camping in the woods?"
"Yes," Edward chuckled. "My dad and I had a lot of fun."
"Did you roast marshmallows?" she asked. "My classmate said that was what you normally do when you go camping."
"We didn't just roast marshmallows," he said playfully. "We made smores."
"What are smores?"
"Roasted marshmallow sandwiched between graham crackers," he said. "You also add chocolate to make it sweeter."
"Mommy!" I jumped in surprise and turned back to them. "Can we make smores?"
I smiled. "Of course we can," I said as I stood up and walked over to where our food was. I grabbed a bag of marshmallows, chocolates, and crackers. With these in hand, I went back to my place on one of the logs.
Along with the crashing waves, there was laughter. We had fun making smores all night. Edward and I laughed when Renesmee got marshmallow goop on both cheeks. There were even chocolate bits on her.
I got two pieces of tissue paper and told her, "c'mere." She sat down beside me and I began wiping her face. "Man, you're a messy eater, aren't you?"
"All the boys in my school eat messy," she reasoned.
After cleaning her face, I touched her cute, button nose. "Well, are you a boy?" I asked. She shook her head.
"No," she said then blanched. "Boys are rowdy." She peered at her dad and added, "But daddy's not rowdy like them."
"Thank you," he chuckled then sat down beside her so she was sandwiched between us.
She looked up at us and suddenly said, "I love you."
I smiled and saw Edward smile as well. I kissed her forehead. "I love you, too," I cooed.
Edward did the same. "I love you, too, sweetheart," he said softly.
"Aren't you going to tell mommy that you love her?" Renesmee asked. I blushed and stiffened at the same time.
Edward looked at me for a moment then said, "I love you."
Renesmee looked up at me. "I-I love you, too," I replied then immediately looked away.
"Hey, that's not fair," Renesmee said. "You should kiss."
This girl would be the death of me—I'm not kidding.
I found myself turning back to him. Renesmee crossed her legs on the sand so she had a perfect view of us.
I smiled then hitched a breath when Edward suddenly leaned closer and kissed me on the lips. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I apparently couldn't hold back.
I was about to wrap my arms around his neck when I realized that Renesmee was here. I reluctantly pulled back. Keep it GP, Bella—not PG-15, I scolded myself mentally.
"We should hit the sack," I said with a shaky laugh.
Edward looked down at the fire. "Yes, we should," he replied.
I took Renesmee in my arms and we silently walked to the cottage for a good night's sleep.