Christmas vacation's ending in four days .. T.T I think there will be less updates because it's the final quarter and I got loads of things to do. I can't also wait for the school year to end because I will be senior next year! :)

Thank you so much for those who supported my latest oneshot, and I'm so sorry for those who are still confused with it until now. If you still haven't read it, it's on my profile and it's entitled "Near Life Experience."

song inspiration for the chapter: The One That Got Away by Katy Perry and Dancin' Away With My Heart by Lady Antebellum

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For The Love of a Daughter

~ The One That Got Away ~

(NPOV)

When I woke up, I was still in the hospital, but Edward was out of sight. The first thing that I saw was the sickly white ceiling and sunlight illuminating my bed. I yawned and then I stretched my arms, readying myself to get up from bed.

I was about to stand, but I realized that my foot was wounded.

How am I supposed to get out of this room without hurting myself?

I have to at least try…I don't want to spend any more time in here. I hate this place, the smell makes my head ache.

I slowly got up, putting all my weight on my good foot. Taking the risk, I used my wounded foot. It didn't hurt much when I was standing, but when I started to walk, it was like my foot was being punctured. I smiled to myself as I neared the door. In only a few moments, I would be out of this cold room.

But there was a slight hitch, I lost my balance and I fell with a loud thud on the hard floor. It hurt…a lot. I might consider staying a few more days here.

After just a few seconds, the door flew open, revealing both my parents.

Wait a sec, both my parents?

(EPOV)

I watched as she drifted off to sleep.

She looked so innocent, so vulnerable, and so precious. It was really hard to believe that someone as perfect as her came from me. I know she might think that I ignored her presence and existence at home, but she was wrong. I had been watching her by afar, and I learned that she was a lot like her mother, except from the clumsiness. She was one of the most graceful people I had ever seen. She loves reading books and listening to classical music. She charms Esme as much as her mom did. It was also amazing on how she could withstand Alice's dress-up games and Rosalie giving her a makeover once in a while. Bella never liked those.

I really felt bad about what happened earlier. I never really meant to hurt her, it was just that I was shocked when the lights suddenly opened.

One thing was clear for me now. I need to make up with our lost time. I need to give her all that I gave to Kylie, or even more. I would love to spoil her with so many things; maybe I could even bring her to places she had never been. I just need to do what I failed to do the last seventeen years.

There are three things that I should deal with now. First, how would I be able to make up to Nessie, second, how would I be able to fix my issue with Bella and lastly, Kylie. I didn't know that she would add up to the problems that I was facing right now. Every now and then the maids would see a guy in her room and they were both barely clothed. I tried talking to her about it once, but she walked away while I was talking to her. Her piano teacher had also complained about her. She told us that Kylie was not attending her lessons, and if she does she wasn't doing very well, as if she was just going there to argue with her instructor. Esme, Alice, and Rosalie were complaining as well. They didn't like how Kylie was disrespectful with them. They hated how she answers them back.

Before we were able to control her actions by always giving her what she wanted. I know we had done a big mistake in raising her. I wasn't always there for her and I think we spoiled her a little way too much. She was used to having all the attention from her grandparents and from other people, and to getting all that she asked for. Maybe…maybe if I had been home a little longer, I could have talked to her more. She shouldn't have grown up like that…like her mother.

I really suck as a father.

I met Tanya, Kylie's mother two months after Bella left. After just two weeks, we became close friends. I was still affected so much with my break-up with Bella, and she was there to comfort me. I thought I have fallen in love with her because with her, I almost forgot Bella's absence. So we started dating after a month, I introduced her to my parents and they liked her. My family thought that she was really good for me because I was almost back to my own self. Another two months passed and we learned that she was pregnant. At first she wanted to abort the baby since we were both still young, but I refused. I told her that I couldn't bear to kill a life…a life that both came from me and her.

She decided to pursue her pregnancy and I couldn't be happier. At first we had so many plans after she give birth to our daughter, but that changed so fast. She changed a lot too. Every day that we were together, she would blame me. She blamed me that she was disowned by her parents, she blamed me because she had to stop school because her stomach was growing big. She got angry at for the littlest reason. Those were also the times that I learned that I didn't really love her. I only did what she wanted because she was the mother of my daughter. After she gave birth, she mysteriously disappeared in the hospital. No personnel noticed her escape. I was worried and relieved at the same time. Worried that Kylie would grow up without a mother and relieved that I wouldn't get to deal with her anymore.

Maybe if Bella didn't leave seventeen years ago, she would have been the one that I slept and woke up with. I wouldn't hesitate to marry her as soon as I learned that she was pregnant. I know her father would hate me and might shot me, but I would face that for her, for our daughter. We could've gone to the same college together, we could've bought a house, we could've got married. Maybe we would be happy right now. I should have asked her what was wrong with her so I knew that she was carrying our baby.

I have so many regrets with our relationship.

I should have told her how much she meant to me…how much I loved her. I should have never wasted a single moment with her.

Renesmee mumbled something in her sleep and that brought me out of my reverie.

"Daddy," she said softly, almost impossible for me to hear.

That brought up a small but genuine smile on my face. It was the first time that I heard that word from her. She normally calls me in my first time, and honestly, every time she calls me that, it brings a pang in my chest. Maybe I could make her call me her dad for good if I work hard to get her love and trust. If only everything was easy, we wouldn't be here. I guess they were right, life was indeed a challenge.

I continued watching her sleep for a few more hours until it was almost five in the morning. I thought it was time to call Bella and my family to tell them what happened last night. They would probably kill me for what I did to Nessie.

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P.S. Do you think it would be nice for Edward and Bella to be back together?