Hi everybody. I am so sorry that I have not been on here in at least a year. I forgot my login info and I was busy working on my books. I have since grown bored with it for now, so I am starting fan fiction again, and I wrote eleven chapters of this in one day, so here it is. I still love you very much all of you who give my work the light of day. I promise I will keep it coming.
Dreamerwriter15
The coven is broken
Chapter 1
Jake drove me home from our date at Ponda-Rosa, a restaurant in Port Angeles. I had an upset stomach after diner so we decided to miss our movie and watch one at home. When we drove into the Cullen's driveway, he helped me out, then lifted me up and carried me to the cottage about a mile or two away.
My parents were home and in the kitchen working on their computers. Both of them had advanced medical degrees and were filling out paperwork. Jake knocked on the door and my mother opened it. She look surprised. "Jake, Nessie, we didn't expect you back for hours."
"It's ok mom," I assured her as I nursed my stomach, "I got a little sick after dinner so we decided to come home and watch something on Netflix."
"Why is Jake carrying you?"
"I didn't want her to stress herself running home on a bad stomach." Jake explained. That was imprinting for you. He wouldn't let anything happen to me. Sometimes he went overboard, like now, but I humored him.
"Ok Jake you can put me down now." I grumbled. He did so, and I walked into my house and plopped down in front of the big screen in the living room. Jake sat beside me and I laid my head in his lap after polishing off a cup of chamomile tea to calm my stomach. My half vampire body didn't take to over-the-counter stuff very well, but was fine with herbal remedies.
Jake brushed my long copper-colored curly hair after he scanned through Netflix and we decided on a movie. Mom and dad joined us after a while, and Jake and I polished off a big bowl of popcorn that my mother made for us before I fell asleep on Jake's lap, soothed by the hair brushing. "I love you Jake." I said groggily before I zonked out. I heard him say "I love you too Ness."
I woke up a few hours later to an empty and dark living room. The TV was off and Jacob was gone. I didn't know where my parents were, but I didn't worry about that right now. What had woken me was a feeling in my stomach like someone was sitting on it. No one was of course, but that's what it felt like. I realized I had to get to the bathroom, now.
I leaped from the couch, flinging off the blanket Jake had draped over me in my haste, and sprinted to the bath room. As soon as I lifted the toilet lid I threw up my dinner from Ponda-Rosa. The calming effect of the tea had worn off and I was violently sick.
My bathroom light suddenly turned on and my vampire mother, completely unchanged for sixteen years, walked in. "Renesmee, are you alright?" She asked. I looked up at my mother's impossibly beautiful face, her hair was glossy brown and very full. Her lips were bright red and her eyes were bright gold from a recent hunt. Her body showed no evidence of her ordeal to have me, the venom that saved her erased all of that.
After I flushed the toilet and brushed my teeth I answered my mother's question. "Yeah mom. I think the tea wore off and the nausea came back. I'll be ok. I'll make another cup of tea if I need it. But don't call Jake. I don't want him fretting over this."
"Ok Ness, see you tomorrow. We're going to the main house at dawn so we may not be here when you wake up."
"Ok." I answered. My mother left me and I sat on the toilet while another wave of nausea washed over me. I didn't throw up again, thankfully, but I was miserable.
While I was waiting for it to pass for the third time in an hour, I flipped through my memories of Jake and I. I stopped and froze stiff, eyes wide and my breathing picked up as I remembered the one night about a month ago that Jake and I had been truly alone.
A single question raced through my mind. What if this wasn't food poisoning after all? I had to know for sure. I opened my medicine cabinet and grabbed the empty toothpaste box that help a smaller blue and white box. It had been given to me as a joke, but I'd kept it anyway, never thinking I would need it before it expired. I removed the smaller box, but was grieved to find that I had to wait till morning to use it.
I changed and went to bed, but I had trouble sleeping, because I was scared about what I would find out tomorrow, and how could I tell Jake if it was true? I finally fell back to sleep around 3:00 AM, but woke to my alarm at 7:00. It was summer and the middle of June. My parents were gone already, but that was exactly what I wanted right now.
I got out of my warm bed and walked slowly to the bathroom attached to my room. The "box of toothpaste" sat unobtrusively on the counter by the sink. I swiftly took it out and followed the directions to a T.
I paced my large bathroom like caged lion and slapped the white stick across my hand periodically while I waited for the result that could seal the fates of Jacob and I.
When I couldn't wait any longer, I cautiously looked at the small white stick, then collapsed to the ground and sobbed uncontrollably. The stick fell to the floor and bounced on my plush bathroom rug, landing face up. Anyone could see the cheerful little plus sign on the pregnancy test.
My fears had been realized, I was having Jake's baby at sixteen. I didn't know how I could do this, but I knew I needed his help. I had to talk to Jake.