A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

“Yep, it’s them! I’m going to greet them; we’ll be in shortly.” She smiled and bounced away.
Renesmee turned to bury her face in Jacob’s neck. “Hide me, please.”
“Come on, baby. Let’s get up. Don’t make me tell you again about how they’re going to love you.”
She stood with him and looked up into his eyes. “You already did.”
He gave her a soft smile. “I guess I did. Just relax.”
She nodded and closed her eyes tightly when the door opened.
“Alice!” Bella squealed. “I’m so glad to be back.” Her voice was strained from the force of Alice’s
hug. “Where’s my daughter?” She put her bag down and looked around.
“In the living room,” Alice replied.
“I can’t,” Renesmee whispered.
Jacob hugged her tighter. “You can.”
“Jake . . .”
He leaned in to kiss her head. “Ness, you can do this. I know you’ve missed her. Go say hi.” He
pushed her gently as Bella entered the room.
“Renesmee! Oh, honey, I’ve missed you so much!” Bella ran forward and grabbed hold of
Renesmee, holding her tightly.
“I’ve missed you, too, Mom.” Renesmee wrapped her arms around her mother gently. The embrace
felt so good. She closed her eyes and rested her chin on Bella’s shoulder.
Bella pulled back a moment later, smiling brightly. “How are you doing? Did you have a good
summer? Why are you wearing sunglasses?” She furrowed her brow, but seemed to forget about it.
“Did you do something with your hair? It looks so healthy. Oh, honey, I’ve been so worried about
you.” She pulled her daughter into another hug.
Renesmee’s eyes stung with tears. She wasn’t sure if they were happy or sad. “Um, Mom . . . I’m
doing so good. I had a great summer.” If she cut out the psychopathic Bloodsucker and her bad
decisions along the way, it wasn’t a lie.
“Where’s my hug?” Edward asked. He’d watched his wife and daughter for a moment, his eyes
straying to the hulk behind them. He had a feeling he knew who the man was, and he didn’t like it.
“Hi, Dad!” Renesmee called over Bella’s shoulder. She pulled out of her mother’s embrace and ran
to Edward, throwing her arms around his waist and trying to just act normal like Jacob had said. It
was so much harder than she thought it should be. Her “normal” wasn’t normal to her anymore.
Jacob tried to think of something he could do to make this easier for Renesmee. He could tell
already that at least Edward suspected something. It was evident in his rigid stance.
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