Bella's Point of View

*5 years later*

(Bella's current age: 10)

It was like any other night I guess. I was having a really hard time sleeping; I kept having these horrible dreams. It was so real, it felt like every minute of my dream was real, and actually happening, but I always woke up to my dad, trying to calm me down.

I've been seeing this woman in my dream, she had brown hair; just like mine, but other than that; it was the only thing we had in common. Her eyes were a piercing blue color, when she looked at it; it was like looking into the eyes of a beast. But I wasn't scared.

The dreams all started out the same. This woman would lead me into the woods, my dad would be running after us, calling for me to come back, and not leave with her, but I didn't listen. Just the sight of my dad crying, it made me cry, but I couldn't stop following the woman. No matter how hard I tried, I was stuck there.

The woman would take me deep into the woods, and she would turn back to look at me, her smile would always be warm, and nurturing, but the further into the woods we got, the more she began to transform into something else.

And right before I find out what she turns into I wake up.

I'm afraid to tell my dad about this, I'm afraid it would upset him; I didn't want to upset my dad ever.

Closing my eyes tightly, I curled back under my covers, and got comfortable again. In no time I was back asleep, and thankfully, my nightmare was over.

When I woke up, I smiled widely. It was Saturday, no school for me.

Quickly I jumped out of bed, and went running out of my room; I could smell the pancakes in the kitchen already. "Dad, good morning," I said moving to the table to sit down.

"Good morning Bells, did you sleep well?" My dad asked, turning from the stove to give me a tire looking smile.

I nodded, "Yes, it doesn't look like you have though,"

He chuckled, and neatly flipped two pancakes on a plate, sliding the plate over to me. "I just stayed up pretty late last night,"

"Why?" I wondered, and began to pour syrup on my pancakes.

He watched me for a moment, and made sure to tilt the syrup jar up just before I spilled it onto the table. "Just trying to figure out our taxes…" His smile didn't seem to be an actual smile. It was more like he was trying to seem happy, but I knew that he was sad.

"What are taxes, they don't seem fun?"

"Money, that we need to pay," He said, sitting down across from me with a cup of coffee. "It's not fun at all Bells,"

I nodded.

That explains why dad got so sad when it came around this time of the year.

Slowly I began to eat at my pancakes, trying not to make a mess with them, but I could already feel my hands getting sticky. "What are we going to do today?"

My dad sighed, "Actually, I am going to work today, I found a very nice baby sitter," My dad stood up, and patted the top of my head.

"But dad, I'm not a baby," I said, my mouth full of pancake.

"I know Bells, but you can't be here alone, it's not safe,"

I pouted, and finished up my pancakes; walking over to the sink, and setting them down in there. "Who is the baby sitter?" I sighed.

"A nice woman; that I met at work," My dad said, and gently put his hand to my back, leading me to the bathroom. "Get washed up kid, alright,"

"Alright," I said marching to the sink, washing my hands, and where some of the syrup got on my face and arms.

There was a light knocking coming from the door, and I slowly moved to peek out from the bathroom, towards the noise.

My dad quickly went to answer it, greeting the woman who appeared there.

"Hello Charlie," The woman smiled, her whole face seemed to light up when she saw my dad. Her hair was brown, and cut short, it just touched her shoulders. And her eyes, they were a light green color.

"Thanks a lot for doing this Rene, it means a lot," My dad said, a smile coming to his face as well. I don't think I have ever seen my dad smile like that, it was nice to see.

"It's no problem at all, where is the little sweetie?" The lady spoke looking around, and before I could turn back to hide, our eyes made contact.

"Bells, come meet Rene," My dad said, waving me over with a nice smile.

I slowly walked over to them, staying slightly behind my dad as I watched her.

Rene seemed to chuckle as she watched me, "A little shy, I know where she got that," She looked towards my dad, and I couldn't believe what I saw… some pink on his cheeks.

I think my dad likes her…

"Well, like I said, thanks again for watching her, I owe you one Rene, and Bella, you be good alright, I'll see you tonight," My dad said, and bent down to kiss the top of my head, before slowly walking out the door.

I turned to Rene, taking a step back, I was feeling anxious.

"No need to be shy Bella," She chuckled, and gently took my hand. "We are going to have a lot of fun together today,"

As soon as she had taken my hand, I felt like I found something that I had always hoped to find. And hoped to never lose. A mom.

Please review?

I'm sorry it took so long to update! I had a lot of school work lately, and it was hard to find time to write. So I hope this chapter was worth your wait.

Thank you for reading.

Next update coming soon.