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We found the trail.... had her scent ... disappeared...only... broken here ... found her jacket... and her shoe ... her little tiny shoe...
Dimly, I heard fragments of conversation through the roaring in my ears; voices - Emmett, Esme, Leah, Carlisle - all laced with anxiety and bitterness.
Leech, it's your fault!
No!
Seth!
Leave him!
Let me go Jacob!
Seth! Enough!
The snarling and growling stopped as suddenly as it started. The growing wretchedness in my chest threatened to take over and pull me down into its darkness; inky tendrils sinuously fingering their way into my grief-stricken heart, forking and branching into every chamber; blackness seeping into my soul.
Numbly, I watched Seth throw himself to the ground, head bowed, gripping his hair tightly in his hands, Jacob's hand clasping his shoulder in comfort, his own eyes full of agony as he stared unseeing into the trees.
"Alice?" I whispered pleading for a vision. Jasper held Alice, his arms tight around her small frame, his nose buried in her hair. She shook her head at me, her eyes full of grief.
Carlisle broke as he held her tiny shoe in his hand and his shoulders shook. Esme's face was tormented beyond belief as she curved around her husband.
My eyes searched for my love. I wished they hadn't.
His head thrown back to the bleak sky above; face drawn and pinched; fists clenched at his sides as the pain swept through him Edward was the epitome of ultimate torment. My heart bled and wept, coalescing into a lump of coal within my constricted chest as his grief, despondency and anguish showed in every sinew of his body.
After days of separation and tracking to no avail it was clear that everyone was suffering especially Jasper.
Anger, hurt and despair radiated from our distraught group. They balled into one discordant emotive wave, its tempestuousness and tumultuousness curving and twisting its way from Jasper into all of us.
Rosalie dashed past and threw herself at Emmett, her cry shrill.
"You promised, Emmett! You promised me!" she screamed as she raged at him, her fists striking at his broad chest. The sounds rent through the air continuously until she slowed and eventually broke down, "... you promised you'd bring her home. You said..."
Rosalie fell into his arms, her shoulders shaking. Emmett's usually carefree eyes were full of suffering as he held his sobbing wife tightly.
The forest was unerringly silent, the only sounds the rustling of leaves as the wind gently brushed them against one another. Each of us in our own broken world.
I clutched her jacket desperately to my chest, breathing in the last of her sweet smell.
"Renesme...," Rosalie spoke once more, her broken whisper whipping like a snake through the heavy air.
We were supposed to keep her... they weren't supposed to take her. My love, my heart, my baby. Repeating in my grief-stricken mind Nahuel, bring her back.
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Kiwi Coveners Writers Challenge #2
Must be:
Twilight Fanfic - can follow canon or not e.g. can divert from a scene out of the a TS book bMust contain: a wolf pack character, a lump of coal, a branch and a shoe
Must not contain: NO mary-sues Due date: Thursday 30 July by 5pm NZT (to be posted in its entirety by 5pm)
Word length: minimum 200 words, max 500 words
Note: I'm over by a few words on the word count :oops: I'm just wordy - sorry.