This is a small book i am writing about the life of Renesmee cullen after (Breaking Dawn) It is in he rpoint of view for almost the whole time (with a few exceptions) I suggest starting from chapter 1 to get the full impact and information (:
Chapter 25: Avoided
I was relived when the air smelt fresh when i arrived home. Although i hadn't fed, my thirst didn't burn my throat as it had before. I walked up the large stairs and into my grandfathers home, carefully closing the door behind myself.
As soon as i stepped foot into the doorway, my mother had me in her arms.
"Oh Renesmee!" She hugged me tightly.
Her arms that used to feel cool against my warm skin was now an uncomfortably normal tempature. She smoothed my hair back with her hand
"I didn't know if you would come back - You have no idea how anxious i've been.."
I looked back up at her, meeting my bloodred gaze with her golden.
"I didn't mean to upset you, I just couldn't risk"
I let my sentence break off. I didn't want to say the words aloud. I didn't want to hear of what i was capable of now. She nodded,
"It's quite alright, dear. Come along upstairs with the others"
I followed my mother up the staircase leading into the living room. There sat Uncle Emmette, Uncle Jasper.
"I'll be right back" She whispered in my ear, then disapeard into the house.
Jasper eyed me wonderously, yet he seemed so confused. I ignored it though, i often confused people. And it wouldn't be a surprise if there was somthing that couldn't be explained.
"Hey Renesmee" Emette said, holding a grin across his face. "Now that your finaly back, wanna go hunting?"
His excitment to take me hunting was almost apauling, as if he had been waiting forever for me to become a monster. But i knew he used to love taking me when i was little, and i shouldn't be suprised. yet weirdly enough, i wasn't thirsty. I couldn't quite process how that was possible, not a drop of blood has touch my mouth.
"Actualy, im not thirsty.." I said, half dazed by the fact.
"Geeze Nessie" He said smiling again "How many people did you slaughter?!"
"Only you, Emette, would jump to the conclusion of me murdering the town"
But when i looked over Emette's shoulder it semmed as if Jasper had taken it quite seriously. He raised one eyebrow, as to challenge my denial. I only shook my head, and focused back on my Uncles grin.
"But come on Renesmee - you haven't fed once. You can't honestly not be thirsty"
Jasper stepped out from behind Emette examining me. He looked at me skepticly, watching my movements or rather my lack of movement.
"..She isn't lieing Emette - at least not about the thirst."
" You don't honestly think I ?.."
"There is no other possible way you would have been able to have complete self control for the plane ride and the times while you were here" He stated, questioning my honesty.
"Hey - lay off her Jazz. Even you had your slip-ups!" Emette said, trying to lighten the mood.
"But if she hunted in Volterra..."
"After living with the Volturi for that long i think she would know better"
"Guys!" I exclaimed, getting thier attention.They imedeitly stopped their small debate and looked up at me. I held my hands up defensivly
"I didn't Kill anybody - or anything for that matter. No amount of blood has touched my lips."
"..Sure thing Nessie.." Emette said doubtfully.
"Ugh. I'll prove it!" I said taking a step towards them.
I placed my hands on each of their faces, thinking about my days from the time i became a vampire to this very moment. Everything i felt, they now felt. Everything i saw - they now saw. The images played through their heads - like a movie. When i was finished i pulled my hands back.
"Impossible.." Jasper whispered.
Suddenly I heard the door swing open - And with it a gust of air broke through. The same air the makes my lungs and throat burn as if somebody set them on fire. This was the smell of blood. Human blood. Well.. i only wished it human.
"Jake!" I heard my mother squeal in protest "She isn't here!"
"Bella! Stop lieing to me. I heard leah think about her. Sam had told her he saw Renesmee. Where is she!" He pleaded back.
If i had a heart, it would have accelerated. I stayed facing away from the staircase, wishing i wouldn't have to meet his gaze. Emette and Jasper stood protectivly infront of me, blocking anyone in view
I heard his footsteps get closer. I felt the fire that burned inside my throat. I listened to each of his heart beats, scared the he would soon find out i didn't have one. This would be my first time seeing Jacob again, and he wouldn't even see me.
Suddenly the footsteps came to a hault. An eerie silence filled the heavy air. I peeked out between Jasper's right arm. There i noticed my father blocking Jacobs path. They stared at eachother for a what seemed like a long moment.
"I don't want to hurt you Jacob, so leave." My father said the words slowly, making each one aparent and meaningfull.
"To hell i will!" Jacob said pushing my father out of the way.
Before Jacob could take one more step my father was already back on his feet.
"Bad move, mongrel!"
Panic ran through me as my fathers words sunk in. Were they really going to fight each other? Of course not.. no they wouldn't do such a thing. But i seemed to be mistaken. My father took a step forward, ready to strike him.
"Edward, no!" My mother said, pulling him back.
I saw my him struggle beneath her. But i could tell, as much as he was ready to murder Jacob he didn't want to upset my mother.
I looked back at Jacob who was quivering with anger. Yelling furiously at my father - just then Rosalie walked in.
"Whats going on he - YOU!" she said pointing angrily at Jacob. "What did you do?"
"Where is Renesmee!?" He spat through his clenched teeth. Rosalie took a step forward, aproching him. I knew Emette was just dieing to be down there with her, he kept shifting his wieght.
They were both now face to face. Their eyes inches away from each other - her razor sharp teeth not far along either, it was almost scary. Like to wild animals, each fighting for their food - and they were both starved.
"Are you going to leave, or am i going to have to make you?" She said glaring at him.
I saw his jaw tighten, his eyes grew darker. "I'll take my chances"
"Your way." She said raising her hands as if to preparing to physicaly take him out. I knew this would never end good. I swiftly moved out from behind my personal baracade, into plain sight from the staircase.
"Jacob..?" I said his name quietly, but my voice had still shooken.
His head flashed up at the sound of his name. He walked around rosalie - making his way towards me. The gust of air brought his scent with him. I imedietly recoiled - pushing my hand out infront of me, motioning for him to stay were he is. But of course, it hadn't phased him. He kept walking closer.
I felt the fire burn beneath the skin on my throat. My lungs felt like two lumps of coals burning inside my chest.
It was almost as bad as the time in the forest. I was afraid for Jacob now.
"Renesmee?" He said quietly stopping only a couple feet infront of me.
I nodded once, not wanting to suck in another breath of fiery air in fear i may not be able to control myself. His eyes were wide - horrorstruck. His reaction was even worse then i had initaly imagined. His body quivered with anger as he whipped around fiercly.
"WHO DID THIS TO HER?!" His eyes scanned each perfect face across the room. Yet neither of them showed fault.
Rosalie and my mother were already at my side, pulling me away. Yet i resisted. No sound escaped from anyone, making silence fill the room. The only thing heard was the loud breathing coming from Jacob.
He fell back against the wall, pulling his body down. He tilted his head back, closing his eyes.
"Who did this?" He said calmer between his clenched teeth. The pain behind the words made it visable in his voice.
"Jacob none of us did this to her" My mother saiid clarifying her notion. "This was an act of the volturi.."
Jacob stood up imeditely at the words. "The volturi? Filthy bloodsuckers i swear when i get my hands on -"
"Jake!" I said catching his attention, with each word i grew a step closer. "This wasn't the all of the Volturi's act. This is an act of one.."
My voice broke off at the end, remembering what had happened. Every sound, every feeling, every burn pierced my mind now. I shifted my eyes to the floor, backing up again, keeping my distance.
"Nessie.." I heard Jacob say softly, as if it was a far consoulment. As he shifted his weight closer, his scent came along with him. I grimaced lightly at the pain
"Jacob, stay back. It hurts her." I heard my father warn in response to my expression.
Although he said the words i had been denying myself. The scent did burn more in my throat, especially now that he was only a couple feet away and growing closer. Jacob's eyes flashed towards his face,
"Oh please, My smell can't repulse her that much"
My father grimaced "I wish that was the fact, suprisingly you don't smell bad to her. Just like any other human.."
A look of confusion crossed his face. He opened his mouth to say somthing, but my father spoke before him.
"There is a lot of things we don't understand Jacob."
Jacob glared back at my father, "Well, if your done picking through my brain.." He said bitterly.
I felt the fire slowly climb up my throat, making it worse.Another excess flow of liquid carefully seethed through my mouth. The pain was almost unbearable as i stood close to him.
"..Anyways" He continued "She isn't venomus, she can't hurt me.."
My mother shot one look at me, examining. "Jacob...."
So i was venomus! That must be the burning liquid that flows through my mouth. At least i had a name to put to it now. Venom. The word made me think of a small snake, praying on an animal. I shuddered at the thought.
He took a step closer, closing in the space between us. The fire raged beneath my snow white skin, turning my lungs into ash. I looked up at him, slowly backing up.
"Im sorry, i can't - "
I quickly walked out of the room, searching for fresh air. I felt bad leaving like that, but it was for his sake. I stood out on the balcony relived of any contaminated air. I noticed the sun was starting to rise now, but somthing else caught my eye.
I looked down and sure enough the sun had formed tiny crystals onto my skin. But they were so vibrant, so noticeable. Mesmerising might be a better word. I turned my arm examing them, they shined perfectly as the rising sun layed into the sky.
I let my eyes scan up my arm, that was until i saw it. The bite mark. I let my arm drop beside me again, looking away from the scar. I knew that was somthing that would never leave me, i would always have a peice of him. I shook my head at the though of that.
"Renesmee?" A voice called from behind me, smoothing my hair. It didn't take me long to notice it was my mother.
I stay staring straight out at the sky.
"I still have to go back next year" I announced, remembering Aro's words.
"You don't have to do anything , sweetie. There are ways to keep the Volturi in the dark.."
I turned around meeting her gaze. "But I've lived with them long enough to know that tricking the Volturi always ends badly.. I've seen the concequences of that."
She sighed lightly, standing next to me. "It isn't your fault" her quiet voice assured me.
I somehow wished she was right. If only this wasn't my fault. If i had went back home the first time - or left before all of this. It could have been avoided, and i didn't do a thing to stop it.
"How is your thirst?" she asked concerned.
"I am not thirsty, honestly." I said looking at her "This is quite confusing for me. Not a drop of blood has touched my tounge, yet i feel bloated."
"Renesmee" She laughed "All of us are confused. I assume this is just somthing were going to have to learn with trial and error. But until then we have to focus on what's best for you, despite regular routine."
"I guess your right" I said looking back at her. "Thanks, Mom."
She pulled me into an embrace