Chapter One- Decisions
This
is not a dream that I'm living
This is just a world of Your
own
You took me from all that I knew
Shown me how it feels to
hope
With You with me, facing tomorrow together
I can learn
to fly
Feels like I'm living in a lion's mouth, but the lion is an
angel
Rebecca St. James- Lion
I laid awake in my bed listening to the brewing argument downstairs. My mother had put me to bed a while ago, but I listened to her talk with my father.
"She needs this! She needs a normal life as soon as she can!" said my mother almost at the point of screaming. She must have put her shield around me so that my father couldn't hear my dreams…or my thoughts. Neither had come up to check on me.
"Says the girl who didn't care about college and wanted to be a vampire as soon as possible," my father said with heavy sarcasm. "No, I don't think so. Give her time to adjust her emotions and needs. Then she can go."
"I don't think that's right. Now, I understand what I missed. I don't want Nessie to go through the same thing of not knowing," said my mom who got calmer by each word.
"No, what if something happens?" asked my father with worry in his voice. I sighed and rolled over. I didn't appreciate how they made decisions for me without even consulting me. I knew they had my best intentions, but still.
"Ugh, that's what I'm trying to tell you!" my mother said, the calm instantly disappearing from her voice. It was replaced with anger again. "That's why we will enroll her next year."
"Well where would we do it? Certainly not Forks. Much to small. Seattle may be a little to big for her."
"Seattle is exactly what I'm thinking. Please, Edward. If not for her, for me. Please."
I heard my father sigh. I heard a few heavy steps and another sigh. "Can we at least ask the family first?" My father asked. I heard my mom giggle. She must have said yes. So they wanted to enroll me in school? I imagined several kids finger painting and writing. What would the teacher say when I asked to read some Robert Frost?
"Should we take her with us?" my mom asked, serious again. She had been protective of me since the Volturi came. I looked down at my neck and picked up the chain that was on it. I smiled a little to myself and placed my attention back to the conversation downstairs.
"Might as well. I don't want to wake her, though." Said my father.
"We'll walk slowly." My mother answered. I quickly sank deeper into the covers and struggled to make my face peaceful. I heard the little creak of my door and my mother's arms picking me up gently. I felt the wind rush in my hair as we ran down the stairs and through the forest.
The next thing I knew, we were entering a warm area. I opened my eyes just for a peek. I saw Aunt Rosalie sitting next to Uncle Emmett on the couch watching something on the TV. Auntie Alice was standing on the stairs probably dusting. Uncle Jasper was nowhere to be seen. The same as Grandpa Carlisle. Grandma Esme was standing behind the couch, watching what Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Emmett where watching. As soon as they heard us walkthrough the door, all eyes were on us.
"Where should we put her?" whispered my father. I didn't hear a response, but daddy suddenly took me in his arms and carried me up the stairs. He opened an unknown door and placed me on a very big and soft substance.
"Goodnight, my angel," my daddy whispered. He kissed me lightly on the forehead, and then he was gone. I opened my eyes and saw for the first time what room I was in. The walls were glass, that let me see the forest outside and right near it was a wall of CDs that instantly overpowered the room.
I thought who in this house would have this room. Not Auntie Alice or Uncle Jasper. It was too plain. Not Uncle Emmett or Aunt Rosalie. It probably wouldn't be big enough for their tastes. Grandma Esme and Grandpa Carlisle would probably have the master bedroom. So that meant that this room used to be my daddy's. I smiled a little to myself and looked out the window again.
"So what brings you to the old Cullen house, eh?" asked Uncle Emmett. Mommy lightly laughed and said something that I couldn't hear. Probably said about enrolling me in school because suddenly, everyone went silent. Only the TV could be heard now.
"Ah, so you're putting it to a vote?" asked Grandpa Carlisle. I didn't hear him enter the room.
"Yes," my daddy answered. "We thought it to be fair to you, since you are her family after all. So, we'll start with Alice. Yes, or no?"
Auntie Alice was the easiest to hear because she was standing on the staircase. "Yes," she answered confidently.
"Jasper?" my mommy asked this time. I didn't hear him enter the room, either.
"Um," Jasper hesitated. "No."
"Rosalie?" my mommy continued.
"No."
"Emmett?" asked my daddy. My mommy was probably too mad to speak, knowing her.
"Yes."
"Carlisle?"
"Yes," he said firmly. "But Edward, are you sure?"
"I am," answered my father. "Esme?"
"Yes."
"Bella?"
"Yes," she answered with obvious pleasantry. Even if my daddy answered no, they would still out vote him.
"Edward?"
"No. Let's think about this for a second. What if somebody intimidates her or she gets hungry? What if witnesses see?" asked my daddy with a new sense of authority in his voice.
"Yes, but I will be there for most of the day, lurking in the shadows to stop her. Plus she will eat before she goes, and if she gets hungry still, then she can eat human food. And I doubt she will get intimidated because we will wait another year before we enroll her. Does anyone want to change their vote?" my mommy said.
Silence.
"Edward, I know you're unhappy, so we can compromise. There always is one. We definitely ask Renesmee about it, and if she says yes, we will wait two years. If no, then no."
"Okay," my daddy said. I heard a few footsteps. He probably went to go hug her or something.
Suddenly, I heard a new found noise, a noise that anybody could distinguish. It was a wheezing sound of a car. I heard the car stop about two hundred yards from the house and a door slam. Everybody went silent again downstairs. Footsteps were coming.
One hundred yards.
Seventy five yards.
I was vaguely aware of several people joining Auntie Alice on the stairs. To protect me?
Forty five yards.
Twenty yards.
I heard daddy silently groan and my mommy gasp quickly.
Five yards.
A bang let me know that our visitor was here.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" screamed Jacob. "You are not letting her go to school!"
I heard another bang. I quickly got out of bed and raced to the railing. I knew nobody heard me.
"Jake, we are. But in a couple of years. Please calm down," said my mommy as she descended the stairs towards Jacob. I saw Jacob start to shake as her words sunk in.
"No."
"Yes. I'm sorry Jake."
"NO!" bellowed Jacob and moved so fast that I wasn't sure that it happened. Suddenly, my mom was against the wall with Jacob's hand clenching down on her throat. My daddy appeared out of nowhere and knocked his hand away from mommy.
"Don't you dare touch her!" screamed daddy.
Jacob was shaking very violently now. I could tell from previous occasions that he was going to attack. I moved so fast that nobody even saw me move. I flew down the stairs and bit Jacob's hand. My mommy suddenly shrieked and moved fast and knocked to the floor and put her hands around the floor that I was laying so that I couldn't get out and nobody could get in.
All of this happened in a matter of two seconds. I didn't see it happen, but I heard a growl and a screech. Right where my head had been a second ago, my mommy was. I heard another screech and my mommy's eyes went blank. Another second passed, and then my mommy fell next to me.
A/N: So, what did you guys think? I'm trying to commit to this one and actually continue it. Please rate and review. Remember, I love ya!
-Daisy