Disclaimer: I do not own The Twilight Saga; Stephanie Meyer does!
My first FanFiction... Hope you like it. If anyone is a Beta Reader and reading this, contact me if you're interesting in beta reading for me. :)
RPOV
"Jacob," I whined uneasily, blinded from the darkness. Reaching my hands out in hopes to be in Jacob's warm embrace, I was disappointed that I had not yet found him. Despite being half vampire, I shivered, both cold and afraid. "Jacob," I called out again, pressed up against the wall. My lips curved downward into a terrified frown, and tears began to roll down my pale cheeks. I felt myself fall to the cold floor, and wrapped my arms around myself. I reached for the diamond wolf on my black choker. It had been a gift from Daddy and Jacob. It was my only comfort now. I had no one. That one thought caused more tears. Grasping more tightly onto the diamond wolf, I sniffled.
"Renesmee."
My head snapped up quickly upon hearing a deep, rough voice speak my name. A faint, glowing light began to appear in the darkness, and I saw the face I had been wishing for. I reached my hands out, "Jacob." I felt his fingers brushing against my skin, and with that, he slowly faded away...
"No!" My eyes fluttered open as I shrieked loudly. Letting out a terrified breath of relief, I threw a hand over my sweaty, hair matted forehead. My hand instinctively went to grab the diamond wolf; shakey sobs escaped from my lips as I held onto the little wolf. You're in your room, I reminded myself sharply. And I was. I was perfectly safe. There was a soft knock on my bedroom door. "Come in," I said quietly. I knew it was my mother, her scent was easy to recognize, same as the rest of my family. The door was opened and closed in a wink, and my mother was sitting on the foot of my bed. "Hey," she murmured, taking my hand in her own. "Hi," I replied, lightly squeezing her hand. Our eyes remainded emotionless and frozen.
"Your dad..." She started, but I didn't need to hear anymore. "I know." I said. He had seen my dream. But there was nothing to see in my dream, just me - Jacob in the end - and two words to listen to: 'Jacob' and 'Renesmee'. I felt myself blush, a rosy color that lit my translucent face worse than it had my mother when she was human. Stupid human trait, I thought sourly. I heard Daddy's loud laughter float through the cottage. My mom narrowed her eyes at me, but she smirked a little.
"What?"
"I hate the blush."
She nodded, "I hated it too, when I was human."
"I'm scared," I whispered weakly.
"Why?"
"I don't know. In my dreams... I hate not having him with me. What if I end up like that for real?"
She didn't reply, she only pressed her cool lips to each of my temples and left. I sunk back into my pillows, fighting tears. I had been having the dream for a few months.
It never felt so real, though.
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