Everything ends. That is exactly what daddy told me when we went to this wolf's funeral. You would have never seen it coming. The pack was beyond talented in everything. Yet today a life was lost. Here I stand over the lifeless body of my old bestfriend, while another pair of hot arms try and comfort me. They did unimaginable worlds and layers of relaxation but it wouldn't stop the tear flow. I know who did this to my bestfriend. How? Cause I saw them do it. Almost every non-human at this funeral saw it happen. We all knew what was coming, as well. A war, with the Volturi. It was bound to happen, all because of me, little Nessie. Technically I'm 5 but physically im around 15. Since I was born my life has been with all this crazy shenanigans. Like they were in a bouncing beautiful ballet together. The warm arms surrounding me kissed my forehead and wiped my tears.
"It will all be ok Ness. Don't worry. Nothing will happen to you." He said into my forehead.
"Zack didn't have to go like this." My voice shaked and cracked from being so unused and the crying.
"Nobody deserves to leave the earth the way he did Nessie, but he did it for you, for your safety." All that did was make the pain creeping around in my heart take off to every part of my body. I sickened myself, it wasn't the Volturi that came here to warn the Cullen's by killing a wolf on patrol, it was me. The Volturi wanted me, and-and they killed a wolf as merely a warning. Saying that the longer we take to give me up, the more people who die in our area. I thought they would have meant humans. Not my wolf. I couldn't look at him any longer, so lifeless, the one thing he had always been full of, I didn't want to think about it anymore, I wanted to go home up to my room, clean my mind. I put my hand on Jake's cheek, and showed him how I felt and where I wanted to be. He nodded his head and looked over to my mother and father, Rosalie and Emmet, Alice and Jasper, grandma and grandpa. My grandmother's face had never been so scarred, I wasn't the only one who loved Zack, and Alice seemed in pain as well. Rosalie had been sobbing so hard streams of blood started pooling from her eyes. Which she had to wipe away before the humans saw. I beckoned them with my hand to tell them if they wanted they could leave. Alice shook her head no, and so did grandmother, their men just rapped their arms tighter around them. Rosalie, knowing what was pooling from her eyes walked over to me and gave me a big hug. Our bestfriend was gone, no matter how we tried to put it. Gone. Jacob walked us to the car me on his back Rosalie on his side, and newest passengers to air Jake; Emmet and daddy.
"It will be alright, Renesmee." Daddy patted my back and took me off of Jacob and into his cold arms. All I could do was nod and listen to the broken sobs of Rosalie as we piled into the car. The drive home, long and tedious, I just wanted to be in my room, to relax. We pulled up to the big house, and I ran out into the back to go to the cottage. Running as fast as I could, I was there in minutes. I pulled open the door, and flitted to my room. Closing the door behind me, my eye lids got lighter. My lip trembled, and my feet weighed two hundred pounds. I slowly stepped to my bed, and fell over my face buried in the pillows and let out a high pitched ear bleeding scream. I kicked a hole in my wall and franticly beat my limbs around shaking my head. I pulled my own hair, I scratched my own skin. Until I finally passed out. No dreams, just darkness, I woke up to the smell of food. Going into the kitchen I found my mother over the stove, father behind her cradling her from behind holding her waist and breathing in the sent on her neck. Disgusting.
"Not disgusting Renesmee. It's love." He said turning to me and setting out a plate. I made a gak sound, and started to eat. Dad set a cup of blood down for me and a gargled it down, trying to relax my tense muscles.
After I was done, I said my thank you's and took off for a run. I ran thru the forest at a almost normal speed. Taking deep breathes of the air, the beautiful musky green Forks air. Until I came to a clearing, this wasn't the same clearing that mother and father had described made their love grow. It was different. It was amazing. In the back of the clearing was a small river, a patch of beautiful calla lilies and dandelions and daisies spread against the sides. The rest of the clearing covered in roses and tall grass and baby's breath. It looked like I had just jumped into a story book. So unrealistic but so real. I looked around the sides to make sure nobody was around, when I spotted someone. A man, almost my age maybe a little older, pale, with cut blonde hair, and red eyes. He was beautiful, and he was deadly, and he was staring at me. I went wide eyed, my heart taking on a pace ten times faster than where it had started. The man licked his lips; I gasped as he moved forward a step and took off running in the other direction, back towards the house. He followed me running as I looked back at him. I pushed myself faster than I had ever gone trying to get away from him. Until I reached what seemed to take hours the cottage. I pulled the door open and slammed it shut behind me, looking thru the window I saw his pulsing red staring eyes looking back at me in shock, until he faded back into the woods. I locked the door and started calling out for mother and father. They weren't here. I was here, alone, with nobody in this house, while a red eyed vamp was stalking me in the woods. I needed to run, no, I needed to stay. He wouldn't come in the house and leave his scent, although nobody in my house is a good tracker. Alice can't see what he is going to do to me because I'm a black spot in her visions. My dad can't read minds this far from the big house. Jasper can't sense my adrenaline and fear from this far. Im screwed. My cell phone! Thank god, I remembered. I went to my room and pulled my cell out of my dresser and called Alice, she picked up on the first ring.
"Yes, Renesmee?" She asked. What did I say? Did I tell her what happened? No, I couldn't tell anyone. I had to keep quiet. This wasn't serious. Probably just a Nomad. Yeah just a nomad.
"Uh. Hi Alice, do you uh, want to, go, shopping?" I asked my voice raising a level at the end of the question.
"O.m.g yes!" she said actually saying o.m.g instead of oh my god.
"Come to the cottage and help me pick out what to wear." I said plainly
"Be there in 30 seconds Nessie" she said, I could actually hear the smile in her voice. Weird.
As promised, thirty seconds later Alice walked the door of the cottage wearing blue jeans with a red tank top red heels and a jean Gucci bag.
"Let's get you ready Ness!" She said putting down her purse.
"Okay." I said trying to sound enthusiastic and not ecstatically relieved that someone was with me now. Oh god, I didn't even really wanna go shopping, and I was the one who suggested it. I needed to get out of this.
"Hey Alice? I was just thinking that maybe instead we could watch a movie here? Play slumber party?" I said, which didn't sound too revolting, like shopping.
"Okay sounds good, let me just go and change into my pj's get my make up kit, get some movies and popcorn. . ." she trailed off looking at the roof and counting on her fingers.
"Okie Dokie Alice." I said. Then she took off back to the big house. Then I realized the error of my ways. . . I was alone. Again. I walked a little swiftly to my bedroom thinking I would be able to sit there and read a book while I waited for Alice to come back. That was not the case. I slid open the door to find an unworldly character lounged out on my bed, the blonde boy from the clearing. My heart skipped a beat and he smirked. I stayed as still as possible so in shock of the little space between us. If I tried to run this time he would surly catch me.
"Nice to see you again." He said, a slight British accent tainting his words. All I could do was gulp, trying to swallow the dry lump in my throat.
"Can you speak girl? Or can you just stare." He asked. That skimmed my pride so I decided to speak up.
"I can speak very clearly, actually." I said, trying to make myself sound braver. He just smiled.
"That's good." He nodded "What were you doing so far out in the woods? More importantly in my clearing." He said his eyes getting a solid red color. As if going from liquid to solid in seconds.
"I was just going for a run, I stumbled upon it." I said shrugging. I was getting better at acting tough. Where the hell was Alice?
"Uhhuh." He said, getting up to stand in front of me. I stood still as possible waiting for him to kill me. He ran his hand down my cheek. Looking into my eyes as I looked back, I stared into those red and black holes in his face.
"What are you?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. I opened my mouth to respond but then I heard a knock at my door. I looked back as he did then he slid quietly out my window, without a sound. I tried to sniff the air to see how much of his scent he had left but found not a single stench except my own.
"Come in!" I said sitting down on my bed. Alice came in with all she said she would bring, and for the first time today I wished she would have left for a little longer. So I could have asked the mystery man some questions. She never does what I want her to do. I spent the rest of the night with Alice being tortured, maybe i was wrong about the shopping AND the slumber party. After it turned 11'o clock I claimed I was tired and that I would go to bed and that she could leave to hunt as she wanted. Along with mother and father who wished to do so. I would be alone in the cottage. Would my mystery man appear again tonight? I climbed into bed waiting to spot something. My window open as the wind blew the curtains in the dead of night, then I heard a small thump, and standing in the back of the room close to the window were glowing red eyes. I sat up gasping, my heart rate picking up as he moved closer; as he got closer I could better see his face. It was my mystery man. I quickly switched on the light by my bed. And sat up straight. He came closer until he sat on my bed in front of me, eyes taking in my face. Raking over me. It scared me.
"What are you?" He asked. Again looking into my eyes as if trying to dig it out of my soul.
"I-Im a h-half b-breed." He turned it head to the side like before. His eyes changed color a little bit. Like they were going from red to . . . blue was it? Green? Hazel? Somewhere along those lines.
"What do you mean?" He said.
"Half vampire, half human." His eyes went wide a little changing color even more. Now they were a dark purple. "What is your name?" I asked. Truly curious.
"Nyoka." He said. Wow that was a cool name.
"Nyoka." I said trying it on for size, if rolled off the tongue. The 'o' simple and smooth.
"What is yours?" He asked. My name, my long, tedious, name.
"Renesmee." I said looking down at my knees. My foot very close to his hand. Somehow didn't make me so scared or uncomfortable anymore. I looked up and found blue eyes staring back.
"Renesmee." He said. Tasting it. He closed his eyes and inhaled the air. "Renesmee." He said again. His eyes going purple. To a slight dark rusty red.
I tried to back up against the head board a little more, his actions scaring me slightly.
"Mmmm." He said looking at my body trying to stumble backward into a solid object. "You're very tense Renesmee. You don't trust me?" He asked.
"I don't know you." I said shakily. He came in closer, until finally I could smell his scent. Like river water, roses, babies breathe calla lilies, daisies, and dandelions. Like the meadow. I closed my eyes leaning in closer to try and get more of his scent. He took in mine as I his. We came in a little closer, noses touching before we both opened our eyes wide. I too find Yellow eyes, him to fine my Chocolate brown ones. I backed away my face washing itself in heat, damn my blush!
"Are you. Are you blushing?" He asked, a smile playing on his lips, nothing like the previous ones I had seen on him.
"No." I spat back, crossing my arms and blushing harder. He giggled. Actually giggled. At me. Can you believe that?
He cupped my cheek looking into my eyes his changing to a green and pinkish color. I leaned into his warm hand and- wait what? Warm? I opened my eyes, him looking at me.
"What are you?" I asked curiosity spitting out of me in all directions.
"I am fae." Fae? As in Fairy? He's a fairy?
"What?"I asked amazed.
"I am fae, or as humans call it. Fairy." He said. Whoa. This guy was a fairy.
"Amazing." I said gushing at him leaning my head in his hand again. He pulled my face closer to his.
"Can. Can we try something?" I nodded my head. My eyes closed our noses brushing. He pulled my face closer. My eye lashes hitting his upper cheek. He breathed in my scent one last time and put his warm smooth lips against mine. He sucked. Not knowing what to do I followed his lead. He grabbed my head more around the back to hold me in place. Trying to get more comfortable I put my hand in his neck. What was this called? I thought back to all the movies I had previously watched. My parents did it, so did every other couple in the house. How did the name slip me? Was it fishing? Jissing? Kishing? Kissing? Ah yes. Kissing. Me and Nyoka were kissing. I was kissing a fairy. A beautiful blonde British fae. What do I do next? He started to push me down, but I don't know what he was trying to do so I resisted.
"Lay down." He said. Oh that was what he wanted me to do. I complied. He followed my movement and laid on top of me. Whoa, this was new.
"Nyoka, I never did this before." I said shyly.
"I haven't either." He replied grinning he began kissing me again, tangling his fingers in my hair, it felt good. He put himself in-between my legs. That felt weird, it made me feel, weird. Mt stomach turned in knots, my legs began to shake.
"Are you ok?" He asked his eyes getting a little wide.
"Yeah, I just feel weird." I said. He giggled a little.
"You're suppose to, just go with it." He said kissing my neck. This made the funny feelings come back. My breathing started to feel labored. He kept kissing my neck, kissing my cheeks. I pulled his head up almost frustrated and kissed him, telling him where I wanted his lips. He smirked into the kiss and then, strangely, slid his tongue out to run against my bottom lip. A sound I had never heard from myself slipped from my lips, a moaning groaning sound.
"Renesmee." He said, and kissed me again.
"Hmm?" I said. I was getting pretty lightheaded. I never felt this way before. If I felt hard enough I could hear the faint thrumming of Nyoka's heart. Beautiful sound. He pulled away and just lay there breathing and looking up at me. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable, but I was so intrigued by him I started running my hands thru his hair. He flinched at first but then closed his eyes and gave way to the touch and feel of my hands.
"Was that your first kiss?" He asked me his eyes finally opening to reveal beautiful Glowing green eyes. I nodded to confirm his theory. "You're an amazing kisser for that being your first time."
I tucked my head down blushing, but still running my fingers thru his hair.
"Mmmm." He said, breathing in slowly.
"Tell me about the fae." I said. Somewhat of an order but still question in it. We spent the next hour or so, talking about his world. What he did. All about the fae and their world. The world that was right smack in the middle of the world of vampires and werewolves. But never noticed.
"Like you, we have rules, laws if you will, rulers, and we have secrets." He said. I nodded to tell him to continue. "The queen; Melinda, and her king; Ramon, have ruled for centuries. Thru war, peace, hunger, poverty. Truly great people. I would have to show you sometime." I smiled at the prospect of meeting a fairy king and queen. "There is the kingdom of the north, where i came from. Then there is the kingdom of the south; Lucia and Franklin." He crinkled his nose. "They are the bad ones as you would say. Then there is the kingdom of the west; Sara and Christophe, and last of all kingdom of the east; Jennifer and Marquis. The east and south don't fight much, nor do they care much of others but themselves, they stick to their land, so we don't have problems. Originally the war started as the North and South butting heads." He said rolling his hand. "But after the first daughter of Melinda and Ramon; Nicolette was killed. Blood spread thru north and southern lands." He said. I listened carefully to imbed this in my memory. It reminded me of my own family. Momma and Daddy king and queen, of the north, the Volturi the south, the south took the north's first daughter, so blood shall shed across the land. "Lucia and Franklin had had a son, his name was Julius. Great warrior. But the son of the north had defeated him. The first son of the north was named Nyoka." He said a smile playing across his lips at his own twisted sense. I gasped not expecting once, that Nyoka was a warrior prince. "Julius and Nyoka had fought thru both northern and southern lands, swords swinging in all directions trying to take out the other, closing into the final minutes Julius had gotten Nyoka on his chest, a pure straight line crossing down the skin above his heart but not cutting thru the skin. Nyoka then swung his sword accordingly to slice the muscles in his neck, and Julius, had perished, sentenced forever to the lands of summer." He said. I was so amazed. So in tune with my warrior.
"What are the lands of summer?" I asked. He pointed up looking with it and then back at me. Ah. Heaven. "Can I see the scar you have Nyoka?" He lifted his shirt over his head and moved himself so that he was under me and I was lying on his side able to see the scar. It was a red line straight as a ruler played down where his heart was, just as described. I took my pointer finger and starting at the tip rubbed down the line lightly barely touching the skin and slightly grazing his nipple, which he flinched at. "Tell me more." I said or pleaded. Whichever.
"After both Nicolette and Julius were in the lands of summer, both families were in so much pain they decided to call truce. However people still have border control on both the north and south side." He said, his hands playing thru my curls. "Today I was at the meadow, because I was grieving for Nicolette, all the lost lives. Then I saw you." He said brushing a hand over my cheek.
"Why do your eyes change color?" I asked.
"It's a fae thing." He smiled.
"How come when you leave you can't smell that you had been there?" I asked.
"Again, it's a fae thing." He laughed
"What does it mean when your eyes are red, purple, blue, pink, and green?" I asked.
"Red, is alert, purple is interested, blue is happy, green is lust, pink is love." He said. Wow he had mood rings for eye balls. His eyes were turning orange pinkish. Interesting. I laid my head down on his bare chest just relaxing. When I looked up I found purple eyes, I smiled at them.
"Tell me about you now, Renesmee." He said twisting one of my curls around his finger. I told him about how the Volturi had wanted to kill me as a baby and that I had the gift to show him my thoughts, feelings, and memories. How I aged rapidly and was only 5, but physically and mentally 15, well maybe older mentally. I told him about how today had been horrible until I had talked to him. How my best friend had died. How I had come home in such pain. For that part he had rubbed my back to stop the sobs.
"How old are you Nyoka?" I asked him.
"Im turning seventeen." He said. I nodded, trying to relax my nerves as he rubbed my back. "Go to sleep Renesmee." He said kissing my forehead.
"Will you stay?" I asked.
"Yes." He whispered. "I promise." With that I cuddled closer to him and fell soundly asleep. I woke up around three or four and shifted to make sure he was still there, and I heard.
"Em, trna slee dn moov." I giggled a little and fell back asleep. I woke up with the sun. Opening my eyes to find a pale sleek muscled back gleaming in the sun light, I rolled my eyes up to find that it belonged to Nyoka. My beautiful blonde British warrior fae prince.
"Good morning Nyoka." I said running my hand down his back.
"Good morning, my Renesmee." I smiled. His Renesmee. Not Renesmee. HIS Renesmee.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"You've been asking so many questions lately." He smiled. "About seven thirty I think. I wouldn't know, I haven't gotten out of bed." He smiled wider. Me smiling with him. I gave him a peck on the lips.
"Do you have to leave soon?" I asked, he is a prince after all. He slightly frowned at the words.
"Im afraid so. I should actually leave now since I have to plan a party for the north's Fae Independence day." He rolled his eyes.
"Will it be fun?" I asked.
"Not if you aren't there my Renesmee. Will you come?" he asked.
"I will do everything in my power to." I smiled at him. As he grabbed my cheek and kissed me.
"I'll have to send an invitation in the mail to your home, as per orders of my mother."He rolled his eyes again. He looked so cute when he did that. "Come in formal clothes." He said. "At the door present the invitation. It will be addressed to the last name of the party so you can take as many family members as you would like."He said "Who am I addressing the invitation too?" He asked.
"Cullen. C-U-L-L-E-N." I said.
"Cullen. Right." He said.
"When is the party and when can I expect the invitation?" I asked him.
"Expect the invitation tonight. Special delivery" he winked. I blushed. "The party is next Saturday." He said. So I would have five days to prepare for this ball. Fun!
"So I won't be seeing you for five days?" I asked my heart stinging a little.
"I can come back on Wednesday and Friday." He said brushing his fingers thru my hair. I hugged him closer. It was Monday I wouldn't see him for two days. The day I saw him again would be the day I lived again.
"I shall prepare for this special ball."I said pushing my nose against his and brushing our lips. "But I better see you in an amazing tux my Nyoka." I said
"Your wish is my command." I said
"I thought you were fae not a genie." I giggled. He just rolled his eyes and I kissed him. It lasted until we were again breathless. Then kissing me one last time, he climbed back thru the window and disappeared before my very eyes. I sat up in bed pulling a hair tie from my night stand and tying my rat's nest of a hair and walked to my dresser for today's clothes. I stepped on Nyoka's shirt on the way I picked it up and sniffed it. It didn't have his stench on it. Sneaky fae. I laughed out loud. Walking to my dresser I tucked the shirt in and pulled out jeans and a nice white sweater since it was spring time. I got out my white Gucci heels with the brown wooden souls and lay next to it, my brown leather Prada pocket book, and hopped in the shower. When I got out I went to the kitchen and set out ingredients for pancakes, eggs, and toast and started the coffee. I went back to my room and changed my clothes did my hair in a regular style pony and went out to the kitchen to finish breakfast. I didn't get a single spot on my sweater. I finished it all and went to brush my teeth. After I was nice and minty and knew I looked good I ran over to the big house. Everyone was spread out in various activities, including my parents.
"Well if it isn't Miss Lady Pimp. . ." Emmet said. I gave him a questioning look.
"Renesmee. Last night we came home and found you asleep in bed so we came over to the big house until you woke up to relax for a while." Mother said. My eyes went wide when I found out what they had seen. Me sleeping in the arms of a boy with no shirt on. I didn't know how to handle this. Jacob sat on the couch drinking orange juice, obviously unaware of the conversation we were having. Emmet saw my line of vision and went over to Jacob, and then he said.
"Ness. We don't mind if you have a boyfriend. It's just we walked in on you and him in bed, we would have liked to know that you even had one in the first place." He smirked. I am going to KILL Emmet. Jacob spit out the juice he was drinking and coughed like a mad man because he was choking. Oh my god. I cannot deal with this.
"When were you going to tell us you were doing the do with a fairy prince Renesmee?" Rosalie asked.
I closed my mouth not realizing it had fallen open, and walked thru the front door to get into the Porsche. I pulled out of the drive way doing 80, and by the time I was on the highway that led to the high school I was doing 110. I screeched to a halt got out my car and went to my first class thinking nothing but of my Nyoka.