Chapter 16
Bella's POV
I didn't know if I wanted to answer the door but I knew I had to. When the knock came again I gave up and walked over to door before unlocking all the locks and opening it.
"We need to talk, privately," he hissed.
"I can't," I said.
"And why not?" he hissed.
I glared, like he didn't know why I couldn't leave the room.
"I can't leave the room Edward," I said.
"Fine, don't leave the room," he said.
"Please Edward, don't yell," I said.
"Don't yell?" he asked.
Walking back into the room, he followed me, I was going to tell him and he was going to freak out.
"Please just don't…don't wake her up," I said.
He sat on the edge of the bed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he hissed.
"Edward, I was afraid, your famous im nothing, you left me I didn't leave you," I said.
"You could have found me," he said.
"How would that have went down?" I hissed.
"Probably better than this," he hissed right back.
"She doesn't know you, she never has, and James and I kept her safe," I said.
"You….and who?" he asked angry.
"My brother you ass, ya I didn't have a brother but I found him when I was pregnant with Renesmee," I said.
"Ren—what?" he asked.
"Renesmee," I said
He shook his head.
"I don't care how you say the name," he said.
"Don't….don't make me fight for her," I said.
"Why the hell would I do that? I don't even know her," he said.
"Good, just….she doesn't need you," I said.
I said the wrong thing there.
"Doesn't need me? I'm her father Isabella!" he hissed.
"That doesn't matter! She's fine without you, she never questions you! She doesn't fucking need you," I said.
"Maybe if you would have told me, it wouldn't be like this," he hissed.
"Ya and since when are things normal? You ARE famous Edward! She doesn't like the paparazzi and you're the only thing paparazzi like anymore!" I hissed.
He shook his head.
"No, they care less about me Isabella. I begin shooting a movie in a few months, they want details," he said.
"I don't care! She does not like them; she….she just needs to be left alone! You don't need to do anything! I'm fine without you!" I said.
"It doesn't damn look like it!" he hissed.
She stirred in her sleep.
"Edward please stops hissing at me, she's 3 years old for god's sake!" I said.
He glared at me.
"Please Edward, I'm begging you, stop please," I said.
He glared again and stood up.
"You know what Isabella, I don't care anymore," he said.
"What….what don't you care about?" I asked.
"Anything," he said.
He left the room and I pulled my knees to my chest, silently crying, he wanted nothing to do with Nessie, but he knows about Nessie and why I did not come after him or even call him when I found out I was pregnant. He knew everything and he is pissed at me for not telling him a single thing the first time we saw each other. I looked over at my sleeping daughter and I knew that Edward wanted nothing to do with her.
She would ask about him when she got older, and I would have to tell her that he did not want us when she was little and she will hate him. I don't want her to hate him, I didn't even want him to know yet but I did not have much of a choice did I? He was ready to hate her, and I really hope that Nessie is ready to know her father doesn't want her. God what have I done?
