Guys, sorry for the delay...here's the second part of chapter six. Hope you enjoy! And oh, thanks for the nice reviews on the previous chap!

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For The Love of a Daughter

~ Can I Have This Dance – Part 2 ~

All of us were frozen on our places, their eyes travelling from my head to toe, like they were examining me. Uh-oh, looks like they noticed my similarity with my mom. Well, they were once her best-est friends.

The two of them were wearing elegant designer gowns. Mom was right, they did love dressing up. Maybe it was Aunt Alice who designed their clothes; Mom told me that she was very good at that.

I heard a soft gasp from Aunt Alice. "You look a lot like our friend," she said.

"Yeah, she looks a lot like Bella except from her hair and height, she's taller," Aunt Rosalie said.

"But...look at her, if Bella was not too young before she left, I might think that this girl is her daughter."

I don't think I needed to see them argue. If I could only tell them that I really am Bella's daughter, I would, but I couldn't. That would destroy my plans.

"Excuse me, I need to go," I told them so they wouldn't block my way anymore.

"Wait, do you know Bella or something? I swear you two are related, you look a lot like her. Do you know where she is? We haven't seen her for a long time already, we miss her so much, you know she was like a sister to us. But suddenly she just disappeared," Aunt Alice asked.

"I...I don't know her," I lied.

"Oh," she said in disappointment and then she moved out of the way.

I left the rest room and went where I left Jake. He was still alone there, but now with two glasses of punch. When he saw me walking towards the table, he smiled at me and pulled a seat for me. I sat and sighed.

"I saw my aunts," I told him.

Worry was evident on his face when he heard what I said. "What did you do? Did they ask you anything?" he asked.

"I tried getting away from them at first, but Aunt Alice started recognizing my similarity to my mother. She asked me questions...if I know my mom or if I was related to her. I lied of course. Tonight is not the right moment for them to know about my existence," I answered.

Almost fifteen minutes later, the place was almost full. I heard that some celebrities were here, almost all the executives in the Cullen Corporation too, same as their family friends and relatives. It was also time for Kylie's grand entrance. It was time for her to show off the gown that she chose for almost a whole day.

Esme introduced her first before she went out...

"Ladies and gentlemen, my dear friends, I'm very proud to welcome you my very beautiful granddaughter together with her striking father," Esme said with much enthusiasm.

And then she and my father came down the white elegant staircase. She was wearing her first gown for the night which was light pink and full of ruffles and laces with crystals on the waist part. It was way too girly if you would ask me, but it fits her personality so it was fine. Her gown costs an arm and a leg; hers should be the best one and it should stand out from the rest. Besides, it was what she wanted, attention. Her hair was in a low side ponytail and it was curled, she was also wearing a headband with crystals and she was holding a silver clutch on her left hand.

Her hand was above my father's. She smiling sweetly and my father was wearing his signature crooked smile. He looked really good in his tux. People were looking at them fondly, because they looked like the perfect father and daughter. It made me wish that I was the one in Kylie's place. I wonder if all these people would look at me the way they looked at Kylie. Maybe yes, and maybe no. I know that some would think that I was a disgrace in the Cullen family...that my mother was just a commoner and I was their child who suddenly appeared after seventeen years.

I wonder what it would be like to have this kind of birthday celebration. The grandest birthday party that I had ever had was last year and Mom reserved a whole restaurant. The food there was not really that elegant and expensive, but I really appreciated what she did for me. Our family was complete in there except from my father, of course. It was just a small celebration, but I really had fun being with them. They never failed to shower me with love, but it was still different from the one that I was longing for...for the love of my father.

I hadn't noticed that Kylie was done giving her short speech to everyone who attended her birthday party. After a short moment, foods were served table by table. Jake and I were served beautifully garnished dishes that looked really pricey. I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, but I wasn't hungry. Jake was digging on his food, but when he noticed that I hadn't touched mine, he stopped.

"Are you sure you can survive this night?" he asked me.

"I'm sure...I couldn't just leave, you know. I still have to give my gift to Kylie," I answered him.

"You should eat. I don't want you to pass out because of starvation, your father might think that I'm not taking good care of you," he joked, but I couldn't make myself laugh. The joke wasn't funny at all. It only irritated me.

"As if he would care," I snorted.

"You know he cares for you, you told me about your first day in here. He protected and saved you from that James guy. You told me he was nice to you and sometimes he would allow you to go home early. I know that he feels a connection between you two, he just couldn't figure the reason."

"You know, I can't wait to tell him," I said, barely a whisper.

"You can tell him now."

"I can't. It's Kylie's birthday, I don't want to steal her spotlight. She'll hate me once I grab all the attention which are supposed to be for her tonight. I don't want to make a mess tonight."

"Okay, but just make sure that you are still okay. I know you don't always feel good when you see your father and sister being all sweet with each other while all you can do is just watch. You are somehow torturing yourself, for your information."

"I know, and thanks for being always there for me."

"You know, that's my duty, to protect you and make sure that you are okay."

I smiled gratefully at him and his words.

An hour later.

It was time for the eighteen roses. The first one was give by my father, so he was also Kylie's first dance. How I wished I could dance with him too. I was wishing for that since I was a little girl. To be swayed, twirled, and lifted by my father. Both of us were laughing because there was no music and we looked like crazy. That was a scene that I always watched in movies and my fave too. Because it would be a dream come true if that would happen, but as I said, it was only just a dream.

Jake was by my side all evening. He would make me smile and laugh when he notices that a frown was starting to show on my face. We danced too, and it was one thing that I loved the most. I loved dancing, opposite to my mom who dreads it the most.

I was starting to get bored inside, so I asked Jake if we could stay in the balcony for a while. He agreed, of course. We talked about anything there. He told me about his plans after summer. He was planning to take mechanical engineering. I was supporting him on whatever he wanted to do in the future. College must be hard. I would be studying in NYU and him in UW. I know we could make it work. Our friendship lasted for so long so I already have faith in him.

I was laughing on something that Jake said when I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was a bit cold, and familiar. I turned to look on who it was and I was stunned with who I saw. Standing in front of me was my father. He was smiling crookedly.

"You didn't tell me that you are coming," he said.

"Kylie invited me, and I can't say no," I said truthfully.

He looked at Jake who was at by back. He gave him a look that a father gives to his daughter's boyfriend. There was warning and danger in his eyes. It was like he was saying something to Jake mentally, and Jake seemed to understood it, because I saw him giving a small nod. There was also fear in his eyes, but it soon faded, when he looked into mines.

"Do you mind if I steal you from your boyfriend for a while?" he asked, making me shocked again.

"Why?" I asked.

"Just for a dance?" he said unsurely.

"Sure," I said with a bright smile on my face.

I couldn't believe it. My dream was finally coming true. I kissed Jake's cheek before leaving him. I told him that I would just call him if I was on my way back. He said that he was just going to be hanging out in his car.

My father and I went our way inside the hall. We didn't exactly went to the middle of the dance floor, we were on the place where there were just a few people dancing. We started swaying on the soft music that was playing on the background. He was smiling as we dance and I couldn't help but smile too.

Dancing with him, seem so natural with me. It was like I was floating. I felt a tear rolling down on my cheek. I didn't know that I would be this happy. For once, I could pretend that I had a normal life, that I had a mother and a father...a complete family.

"You're crying," he mumbled.

"I...I just remembered my father," I lied.

"Where is he?" he asked.

"I...I have no clue. I haven't seen him in a long time."

"He's such a selfish man...so irresponsible.'

I didn't say anything anymore. A few moments later, the atmosphere between us changed.

"Alice and Rose saw you earlier...they told me that you looked like Be—my ex-girlfriend," he said anxiously.

"Oh, they were the girls in the ladies' room. They told me that too," I acted flawlessly.

"I have noticed it too before...but I thought it was impossible that you are related to the Swans because I've been living here all my life and I just saw you now."

"What do you mean?"

"You are not Vanessa Lopez. Your name was not registered in this place and the near towns. What's your real name and what's your intention with our family?" he said in a very serious manner.

I could smell trouble and it was very strong.

So, will Nessie tell him the truth? Review your opinions . :)

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