I sighed with relief as the phone conversation was over and snapped it shut. God! Edward, is way too curious, and pushy, he asks too many questions, as if he was interrogating me; which he kind of was. I thought over tonight, and Renesmee's little adventure. I had to get rid of those bottles, so that would NEVER happen again, (and my new shoes, which i had just started to like). I'm not sure what would best for us right now, and Edward was asking what’s going on, and where precisely Renesmee was, I was glad he couldn’t read my mind from the phone.
Renesmee
Oh.
What a throbbing headache! What was it that I did last night? I remember going exploring, and then all was a blur… I am so having a lie in.
15 minutes later a knock interrupted my peace.
“Renesmee? Are you awake? Can I come in?” I heard Cynddylan’s voice.
“Yes…No.” I croaked. I heard a door knob twist and Cynddylan stepped in. I looked at him in narrowed eyes. “I thought I said “no”!” I snapped. He rolled his eyes.
“Any way… How are you this morning?” He asked quite eagerly.
“I’m fine.” I lied.
“No you’re not. I can feel the presence of a lie, remember?” How could I not?
“Then why bother asking?” I asked placing a pillow on my face.
“Do you remember what happened last night?”
“You went hunting.”
“And after that?” He asked obviously irritated by not getting any answers. I chuckled quietly.
“I don’t know? How am I supposed to know what you did while hunting?” I was really annoying him now.
“Well then. I’ll tell YOU what YOU did…” I listened with shock. I drank a wine AND vodka!? And I “willingly” kissed him? No way. I never. “You did.” He replied as if hearing my mental question. I was getting annoyed of him now! God! KILL ME. KILL ME! NOW!!
“Are you sure you weren’t dreaming? Or had a deer’s blood which was a bit off?” I asked hopefully and sitting up and throwing the pillow on the floor.
“No. No. I don’t dream.” He shook his head smiling and amused. Damn it. I groaned.
“What did Father say?” I asked and Cynddylan grimaced.
“He…um…he…nothing much.”
“If my Father would call, it wouldn’t be a “hi-how-are-you” or “what-a-nice-day” conversation would it?” I demanded, he may be able to DETECT a lie, but he’s not much a liar, which is quite surprising for a vampire like him.
“Well…he asked about you, if I’ve found you, about…Cornelia.” He said the last word very bitterly. Curiosity crawled through me. What was it between him and Cornelia? And before I could stop myself, I blurted out the question.
“What happened between you two?”
“Who?”
“You and Cornelia. Something big, otherwise she wouldn’t hate you so much for so long.” I was surprised by the tone of my voice, demanding yet soft. His eyes bored into mine. Cool! He’s going to tell the story!
He had suspicions about him, that he was the Creature of Hell on Earth. After Anthony had met Cornelia, things began to… change, she was more… aware of her surroundings, and she was… stronger, faster, and smarter. Cynddylan’s hand when to his scabbard (it was basically a belt with a sword hanging, not a genuine case), he had his hands on a dagger, he wasn’t sure if it’d work, but either way, if his suspicions were true, Anthony would be dead, if he wasn’t, he be dead anyway, win, win, he thought. The next thing he knew was that he was slicing Anthony’s limbs as if it were meat, or butter. Anthony was screaming in agony, while he started a fire. I recognised what he was doing, executing the vampire, he threw the bits of him into the fierce flames, the flames danced, they looked to be hungry; hungry for more chaos to burn. And within minutes, and Anthony was ashes. He turned, to where Cornelia was standing, she was gone, and an uncertainty pulsed through him. He went home, miserable, his intentions where good; to protect his sister. He opened the door, she stood there. Hands clenched into brutal fists; her eyes burning with hatred, and violent anger. He met her gaze, held it, she roared and began to destroy anything at hand; tables, chairs, beds, as if they were brittle ice, or glass then, when everything was broken, and she turned to Cynddylan. She pushed him to the floor, with amerce strength, as if we were a toy. Cynddylan realised solemnly, bitterly and angrily, that she was one of them too! And then… Then…nothing, but black. The vision was over…
Renesmee
Oh.
What a throbbing headache! What was it that I did last night? I remember going exploring, and then all was a blur… I am so having a lie in.
15 minutes later a knock interrupted my peace.
“Renesmee? Are you awake? Can I come in?” I heard Cynddylan’s voice.
“Yes…No.” I croaked. I heard a door knob twist and Cynddylan stepped in. I looked at him in narrowed eyes. “I thought I said “no”!” I snapped. He rolled his eyes.
“Any way… How are you this morning?” He asked quite eagerly.
“I’m fine.” I lied.
“No you’re not. I can feel the presence of a lie, remember?” How could I not?
“Then why bother asking?” I asked placing a pillow on my face.
“Do you remember what happened last night?”
“You went hunting.”
“And after that?” He asked obviously irritated by not getting any answers. I chuckled quietly.
“I don’t know? How am I supposed to know what you did while hunting?” I was really annoying him now.
“Well then. I’ll tell YOU what YOU did…” I listened with shock. I drank a wine AND vodka!? And I “willingly” kissed him? No way. I never. “You did.” He replied as if hearing my mental question. I was getting annoyed of him now! God! KILL ME. KILL ME! NOW!!
“Are you sure you weren’t dreaming? Or had a deer’s blood which was a bit off?” I asked hopefully and sitting up and throwing the pillow on the floor.
“No. No. I don’t dream.” He shook his head smiling and amused. Damn it. I groaned.
“What did Father say?” I asked and Cynddylan grimaced.
“He…um…he…nothing much.”
“If my Father would call, it wouldn’t be a “hi-how-are-you” or “what-a-nice-day” conversation would it?” I demanded, he may be able to DETECT a lie, but he’s not much a liar, which is quite surprising for a vampire like him.
“Well…he asked about you, if I’ve found you, about…Cornelia.” He said the last word very bitterly. Curiosity crawled through me. What was it between him and Cornelia? And before I could stop myself, I blurted out the question.
“What happened between you two?”
“Who?”
“You and Cornelia. Something big, otherwise she wouldn’t hate you so much for so long.” I was surprised by the tone of my voice, demanding yet soft. His eyes bored into mine. Cool! He’s going to tell the story!
He had suspicions about him, that he was the Creature of Hell on Earth. After Anthony had met Cornelia, things began to… change, she was more… aware of her surroundings, and she was… stronger, faster, and smarter. Cynddylan’s hand when to his scabbard (it was basically a belt with a sword hanging, not a genuine case), he had his hands on a dagger, he wasn’t sure if it’d work, but either way, if his suspicions were true, Anthony would be dead, if he wasn’t, he be dead anyway, win, win, he thought. The next thing he knew was that he was slicing Anthony’s limbs as if it were meat, or butter. Anthony was screaming in agony, while he started a fire. I recognised what he was doing, executing the vampire, he threw the bits of him into the fierce flames, the flames danced, they looked to be hungry; hungry for more chaos to burn. And within minutes, and Anthony was ashes. He turned, to where Cornelia was standing, she was gone, and an uncertainty pulsed through him. He went home, miserable, his intentions where good; to protect his sister. He opened the door, she stood there. Hands clenched into brutal fists; her eyes burning with hatred, and violent anger. He met her gaze, held it, she roared and began to destroy anything at hand; tables, chairs, beds, as if they were brittle ice, or glass then, when everything was broken, and she turned to Cynddylan. She pushed him to the floor, with amerce strength, as if we were a toy. Cynddylan realised solemnly, bitterly and angrily, that she was one of them too! And then… Then…nothing, but black. The vision was over…
When she walked into the dull room i did not notice at first. But suddenly a gush of wind blew her sweet and beutiful scent tingling down my throat. Never had i felt such pain and anguish yet the thrill of a new adventure. She clumsily walked over to the seat opposite me and offered a big smile. This was when i could have killed her, this innocent girl looking at me through the locks of her deep brown hair. Her eyes looked deeply and yet shallowly into mine. This was the moment when i knew i could not ravish her. This was the moment i started to fall in love. The mystery of Love.
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My favorite scene in new moon is the breakup. Now, before you say I'm not a TRUE twilight fan, think about it. If Edward didn't leave, Jacob would cease to exist(metaphorically speaking, of course). Then, Bella would be staying human. No Renesmee, no wedding, and no Jacob Black. You might be thinking,well, Edward would change her sooner or later, right? Wrong. I hope I'm not spoiling anything, but remember in eclipse when Edward said he got over his taste for her blood? Do you remember why? If he didn't leave, he would be too afraid to try. New moon is all about the breakup, and Jacob edging his way into Bella's life. Yep, I'm talking to you, Team Jacob. If you really like Jacob, you see things like me.
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Rennesme POV
When you love the one, who left you no options at all,and change you campletely how can you fight with the world to not lose him?
What about if your life depend on the person, what would you do to tell him what you really feel about him and that you want to be with him FOREVER!!!!!!
And you have just one more chance to do it!!!!
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Rennesme POV
When you love the one, who left you no options at all,and change you campletely how can you fight with the world to not lose him?
What about if your life depend on the person, what would you do to tell him what you really feel about him and that you want to be with him FOREVER!!!!!!
And you have just one more chance to do it!!!!
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