"I'm your mother."
When I first heard those three little words the first thing that sprang in to my mind was the a question of what the hell this lady was on. My mother was dead. This could not possibly be her. There was no way. My father told me many times that she was dead.
And then I started to think, well why could this not be my mother?
After realizing that I just spent the last few minutes standing in front of my family and my supposed mother I started to freak. I wanted to be away from this. I did not want to be in anyone's presence when I was thinking. I turned to Edward and the instant I did he picked me up and ran. Alice must have seen what I wanted and Edward heard.
Edward ran me to his medow, set me down, then sat a few feet away.
My mother? Could that be possible? Could the woman that I believed to be dead or not even dead. Did Charlie say she died? Or did he just say gone? I could no longer recall the staments Charlie had made so many times about my mother. I thought upon it for many minutes. Not one time could I recall one. I knew he had said that I was the reason she left or that she was gone, but that could mean death just as much as it could mean running away. So which was it?
"Edward?" I said, calling the love of my life to me.
"Yes, Bella." Edward said now sitting beside me.
"I'm confused." I looked up at Edward's beautiful face.
"What can I do for you, love?"
"Is it really her? Is she my mother?"
"Yes." Edward started to avoid my gaze.
"How?"
"I will let her explain her own story to you."
So Edward was not going to let anything slip. I had to talk to her. Wait. Was I going to have to live with her? Was she going to take me away? I started to hyperventilate at the thought. I could not handle that. I wanted to be with the Cullens. I wanted to be with Alice to be with Jasper and Esme, and Carlisle too. I wanted to be near the teddy bear that was Emmett. I even wanted the be with Rosalie. I would surely trade every single one of them for Edward though.
I could not bear the thought of not being with Edward. He was every part of me. My soul, my life, my everything. Edward and the rest of the Cullens are the people that held me together.
Although I thought a lot it went through my brain at a rate so fast that my breathing became harder and harder to do. Edward was right in front of my face suddenly.
"Bella! Bella, breathe! It's okay. Everything is okay." Edward continued with his comforting words until I was breathing normally.
"E-Ed-Edward…"I was now crying, sobbing pratically.
"Yes, my love?"
"I-I don't want to leave. Don't make me leave!" Edward's eyes suddenly flickered with happiness.
"Oh Bella, I would never force you to leave. Where ever I am you are always welcome. I was so scared that you would want to leave with her, just as the rest of the family was." I started to stop sobbing, but tears did continue to slowly run down my face. Edward kissed away my tears.
"I lo-love you." I said to Edward, he kissed my forehead.
"Are you ready to go back, love?"
"Do I have too?"
"You may choose what ever you would like to do."
"I guess I can go." I climbed onto his back and he ran with me back to the house.
My mother and the rest of my family were all sitting at the dinning room table. That is where Edward took me. This room was never used by the Cullens and even I did not eat in here. It was just for show.
My 'mother' looked up at me when I walked in. I forced a small smile before Edward led me to a seat beside him. My mother was across from us.
"Hello, Isabella." She said to me.
"Hi." I said shyly before looking down.
"I would suppose you would like to know why I sit before you?"
"Yes." I relied not looking up. Edward's hand was in mine and I played with his fingers in my lap.
"Well, um…Charlie-uh your father he um….