Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
A/N: Another attempt at this one!
Summary: My problems didn't seem to be ending. My business wasn't going as per my plan. My wife had been giving me a hard time giving the divorce. But well, this was nothing!
EPOV
"That bitch!" I cursed as I disconnected the call with Marcus, my lawyer.
Why, why, why I had married her!
Now she was giving me hell!
When would I get rid of her! I sighed and closed my eyes.
That's when I received a call from Dad.
"I have terrible news to share." he said, "Charlie, Renee, James and Victoria had been in a terrible accident. Unfortunately, they all couldn't survive."
"What?" I almost shouted, "How? When?"
I felt numb.
This couldn't be real!
What did he mean they all couldn't survive?
"I know..." he said, "I'm in shock."
"It's just..."
Why didn't I make an effort to talk to James?
I didn't realize life was so short!
"I just talked to Bella. She is flying today."
"Oh... Oh okay." I said.
Bella!
She just lost her whole family in a blink!
She must be shattered!
I couldn't even imagine what she was going through right now!
We hadn't talked at all in almost three years after she had moved to London.
I mean, why would she even want to talk to me!
I sighed again!
Why was I such an idiot!
I rushed to the hospital immediately to help with whatever I could. This was the least I could do for them!
This was surreal. I wished I could change everything, but it was indeed too late now!
"Bella is here." Alice, my sister told me in the evening.
"Hmm..." I said.
"Edward..." she said as she bit her lip, "She has a daughter."
What?
What did she mean she had a daughter?
When did she get married?
I mean, marriage wasn't necessary to have a kid, but...
"Oh!" I said, "Oh! Great!"
"She's three." she said.
"What?" I said.
Huh!
She's three?
What?
"Did you know about it?" I said.
"No." she said.
"Hmm..." I said.
Why would she hide about it?
And... what did she mean she had a daughter? Bella was a mother now? I was still having a hard time accepting that!
"Edward..." she sighed.
"What?"
"She is yours." she said.
What?
Wait... what?
What did she mean...?
What?
No fucking way!
"I want to go home, Mumma! I don't like it here. I want to go home."
This was just a dream, or a nightmare, or... whatever!
There was no fucking way I had a daughter with British accents!
I refused to look at her because she looked exactly how I looked at three! If someone photoshopped my old photo with a wig on my head and made me a bit prettier... well, yup! I'd look exactly like her!
God! This was so scary!
I was pretty sure everyone who had seen me as a toddler had figured this out, but they were trying to focus on the funeral at the moment. That's what I tried to do, too!
I couldn't believe my best friend, well, ex-best friend, his wife, and his parents couldn't survive an accident.
And Bella? She had lost everyone in a blink.
I was seeing her after so long... I couldn't see her in this condition... She looked completely broken.
My Mom, Alice, and her extended family and friends were trying to console her.
And... Carlie?
Aah! I got a jump scare again!
She was real!
She had a name!
She looked completely lost!
And... She was such a small baby! I wanted to take her in my arms and hug her.
What?
I couldn't really understand the kind of emotions I just felt!
Well, Bella was never going to allow that anyway!
If she wanted, she wouldn't have kept her away from me!
I had so many questions, but I was afraid to hear the answers! But... I had to get them at some point, right?
And shouldn't I try to talk to her?
Had I spoiled everything because of my ego!
I never talked to James after that... fight.
Was I going to repeat the same mistake again?
No!
It was time to be a man and put aside the ego!
"Bella..." I tried to talk to her after the funeral.
"Don't." She snapped and gave me a look which honestly just... scared me! It told me that she didn't want to deal with any of my bullshit.
Well, I guess it was for the best? Because I had no fucking idea how to handle this situation!
"Okay." I said.