Loud... It was really loud and uncomfortable... Renesmee was scared because she was hurting the lady with the pretty voice without meaning to... She couldn't breathe.
Familiar voices-five of them- were yelling over each other. The lady Renesmee was hurting wanted Renesmee out of her and was telling- no screaming- at the others to "Get it out!"
A voice that belonged to the person who could understand Renesmee was saying something about morphine when Renesmee felt something stab the lady. She screamed loudly, and Renesmee wanted her to stop. She didn't want to hurt the lady, but she needed to get out.
A tearing noise occured and Renesmee- not yet knowing her name- was lifted by a pair of cold hands into a bright place.
"Renesmee," the man said- the man that could hear her and understand her.
The man turned Renesmee uto face a woman who Renesmee guessed to be the pretty voiced lady. As Renesmme laid on the lady's chest, she bit down and was then yanked away from her.
Why? She wanted the lady back. No, I want the lady!
Another woman with pretty eyes and hair and a soft voice entered the room and took her from the man. She walked into a room and sat down with Renesmee in her arms while cooing at her. Renesmme pushed her hands against the woman while replaying what the lady looked like i. her head. The woman holding her gasped.
"You'll see her again soon," she whispered to Renesmee.
Renesmee looked over the woman's shoulder.