"Things seemed like they weren't going to end very well. The Volturi were going to kill my family, and there was nothing I could do about it. So Jacob took me away to save me, but I want to know what happened to my family..."
I was young. Very young. But I was old enough to comprehend the situation at hand.
They were all going to die, because of me. Because of my size and the fact that I was no match for a full vampire when I was only half meant that there was absolutely nothing I could do to help. That was heartbreaking. All I could do was sit on my werewolf's back and watch as my family, and others who I considered to be my friends, faced the Volturi. I had been told about this moment, as Mom and Dad had explained it to me over and over again. 'What they would like to happen, what was probably going to happen, and what I should do in either case.'
If it were to all go wrong they told me that Jacob would take care of me. I understood that they didn't think they'd make it out alive. After all, Alice and Jasper left and that could only mean one thing. I was terrified for my family, because I loved all of them so much. The tears had streamed down my eyes when they said goodbye to me. It was like I'd never see them again, and I felt my little heart shatter into millions of pieces. I watched the scene unfold, as a seemingly endless amount of vampires followed the Volturi. Was I really that big of a deal? Tears fell down my cheeks again as I looked at my family who stood bravely in front of me to protect me. They were kissing, Mom and Dad, Auntie Rose and Uncle Em, Carlisle and Esme. All of them, as if it were their final goodbyes. I couldn't look anymore as I buried my face into Jacob's furry back. It did help me some to know that my Jacob was going to come with me if all went wrong. I didn't know why, but he was like a big brother, and I loved him just like I loved my family.
Things seemed to be going alright, but quickly took a turn for the worse. It was obvious that the Volturi were looking for any excuse to fight and kill, and it looked like they were going to get their way. So when I heard a voice say, "It's time to go" I was not surprised. I had everything I needed, since my mom had so kindly arranged it all for me. I had a bag to hold it all, the passports, the money, the scrapbook, the gifts. The locket from my mom was around my neck, as that was it's permanent place. As well as the bracelet around my wrist that was given to me from Jacob. He said it was something very special, and I'd understand when I was older. I think I understood well enough now, knowing that he cared for me.
Jacob didn't seemed to thrilled about leaving his pack either. I felt bad, knowing the strong bond they shared was about to be broken. It didn't look good for either of us, but we would be alive and together, and that's all my family seemed to want for me. I would never forget that they did this for me.
Jacob turned his back on the action quickly, only giving me seconds to turn my head and take one last quick glance at the people I loved the most before we ran off to our new future.
"They'll survive! They'll come for me!" I had told myself as Jacob ran as far away from the fight as he could. I repeated it to myself all the way to our new location.
I had been telling that to myself for the past seven years.