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Chpt. 3: Decisions

Renesmee's POV

As I walked out from behind the stairwell, my mother let out a slow breath and looked at me in awe. I could barely hear her whisper, "So beautiful," She ran forward and hugged me. "I'm so glad you're safe,"

I didn't know how to respond. It was kind of awkward meeting your mother for the first time in five years, and she runs up and hugs you.

"I'm sure I'm going to regret this later, but Renesmee, would you like to go back to Forks and live with your parents?" Aro asked.

I stood there, shocked at first. The question had startled me. Should I stay with the people I'd known all of my short life, or the people who had brought me into the world?

"Can I have some time to think?" I just needed more time. I was never good with on the spot decisions.

"We need your answer by dawn," Aro concluded, "Untill then, you are dismissed,"

"Thank you," I said. And I retired to my room.

Bella's POV

"I'm anxious. Sometimes I wish I was human-or at least half-so that sleeping would pass the time,"

"It won't be long. It's already 10 pm,"

"It'd still be a long time even if it was only five minutes,"