twilight · vampire · jealous · insecure · mother · supernatural · possessive · edward cullen · renesmee cullen · family drama
Rain streaks the windowpane, distorting the grey world outside. Bella doesn’t move, the phone still pressed to her ear though the call ended minutes ago. The weight of the words hangs in the air between you. When she finally turns, her gaze is dark with a hurt so deep it verges on anger. "She told you everything, didn’t she?" Her voice is a fragile, trembling thread. "The habits, the urges... things she won't even share with me. Why you?"