Bella's POV
When I got home I hadn't seen my parents in years. I set Nessie down in her bed and she snuggled up to her little lion, making me smile. If I did not have him, I would not have Nessie and I would die without this little girl. James helped me during the time when she was so little and she kept me up at every hour of the night, which only made me think of him. He would have loved her so much; he would have spoiled her with little gifts when he came home from the studio. She could possibly have siblings… just if he would have stayed.
She would have adored him and she would have been this daddy's girl and always want to go with him to his studio. I wouldn't have to worry about money because he would be there and he could help us. I wouldn't have to worry about James possibly getting us all killed and… and… my parents wouldn't forget about searching for me. My parents would know of Renesmee and not give up on finding me and what happened to me after I found out I was pregnant.
Although what would happen if he wouldn't have accepted my pregnancy and called me a fraud trying to con him into getting his money. I think….I don't know if that would happen or not. It is kind of hard to believe for how I knew the guy, but I don't know what he was like outside of seeing me. He could be a total different person then what he was when we were together.
"Bella?" James yelled walking in the apartment.
I rushed to him pissed off that he would yell in our apartment, when he knew that Nessie was usually asleep by now.
"Shh!" I hissed at my brother, still mad at him.
"Sorry," he whispered.
I rolled my eyes and sat on the couch with him next to me. I was still mad at him, it was so hard to get her to sleep the past few days. I don't know why, but it really was hard.
"Are we safe?" I whispered.
"For now…" he said with a loud sigh in his tone.
I sighed, placed my head on his lap, lay down on the couch and closed my eyes.
"I miss him, James," I whispered not opening my eyes.
He sighed. I could feel it. I could hear it…I knew he was upset with my statement.
"Bella… he left you and Nessie…" he said.
"He never knew of Nessie…" I said.
"I know he didn't, but… he still left you, he hurt you!" he frowned.
"I don't care! He's Renesmee's father… I want to find him… even if he hates me and got married or something. I want him to know about her, I want Nessie to have some kind of father in her life," I whispered.
"Bella…" he said sighing.
"My parents were teenage parents, and so am I. My parents divorced, I didn't grow up with a father and look at where I am now. Nessie's in the same situation as I was in," I said
"But… you don't know where he is," I said.
"He's Edward Masen, James. He's famous. Don't you think it's on the internet?" I asked.
He smiled.
"Forgot that little part," he said.
I sighed, lifted my head and walked over to the table to grab the laptop. After turning it on, I immediately checked my Facebook where I was still friends with people from high school.
Jessica Stanley: OMG OMG! It is him (photo attached)
Angela Webber: People overreacting over celebrity are…stupid…
Mike Newton: Jessica keeps staring out the window following someone's car by us, and it is freaky
Jessica's comment on mike's status: It's HIM, I'm not letting it go.
I rolled my eyes, and scrolled back up to the photo. Who was she overreacting to? I couldn't see anyone in the picture so I rolled my eyes forgetting to find him, and shut the computer.
"Bella?" he asked.
"Forget it, it's not worth it," I grumbled.
"You're over him?" he asked.
I shook my head.
"No… but I just don't want to do it tonight. Let's go to sleep," I said.
He sighed.
"Okay," he agreed.
