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Evening Stars
Preface:
10 years after the Volturi left Forks....without that for which they had came.
(Nessie's POV)
I know I'm dreaming. The Volturi have no reason to come back to Forks, my home. My family convinced them ten years ago I wasn't a danger to their world and truth be told I haven't been. So why were they here? Aro, the one that likes to talk a lot, walks closer to me and hands me a robe like his. I look at him, confused. Then, the dream changes - I see my family, and their all in the same robes...everyone but my dad and Jake....they're not there...why? I look down at my hands and realize I'm no longer holding the robe ...I'm wearing it....somethings wrong....where's my Jake? I start screaming for him and Aro laughs.
I jerked awake. I was crying, sweating, and my throat felt a little raw...I must have actually screamed a little. All of sudden Jake busts through the door with the most worried expression. "Nessie?! Are you okay? Are you hurt? What happened? I was just coming bac-" I cut him off.
"Jake, I'm fine. It was just a nightmare." I looked at him hoping he wouldn't ask me about it, but knowing he would.
I started having nightmares around three years ago..so far they've all come true...sort of.
The first was of Seth...I dreamed he was out patrolling and was shot by a poacher. A few days later it happened.
The next one I had was of no one I knew. She jumped from the cliff into the ocean- the same one my mom jumped from years ago- only this girl didn't come up...a year later I saw the girl's photo on the news; they said she commited suicide by jumping from a cliff on the reservation.
The third was of my Grampa Charlie. He was fishing. Then all of a sudden he looked like he was in pain and fell over dead...six months later he had a heartattack while fishing. Luckily, Sue was with him and got him to the hospital in time.
The last dream I had was the one where Billy died...that one came true. We buried him last year, Jake took it really hard. He thinks he could have stopped it. So I know that's what he's thinking now.
"Another one? What was this one about?" He looked worried.
"The Volturi, so there's nothing to worry about. They're from my past, not one of my freaky premonition dreams" I really hoped he believed me. I didn't want him to think they were after me again.
"The Volturi? Tell me, Ness. Tell me now. The whole thing. I can't take the chance that they've changed their mind" He looked at me with worried determination, and I knew he wasn't going to let me move until I told everything about my nightmare.
Once I finished describing my nightmare to him, my stomach growled, demanding attention. It was enough to bring Jake back from the trance-like state he had entered. " I'm sorry, Ness. Let me fix you breakfast."
He walked out of our bedroom and went to the kitchen. I went to get in the shower to wash away the effects of my nightmare.
As I got in the shower I started to remember our wedding two years ago. It was the happiest day of my life. Everyone we love was there, which was an amazing feat considering our families consist of vampires, humans, and werewolves...well not the actual children of the moon werewolves, but most vampires don't care to see the difference.
Aunt Alice did a wonderful job planning and decorating. She even had my wedding dress special ordered just for me. It was a lovely egg shell white satin. It had fitted sleeves all the way to my wrists and a plunging v-neckline. It was fitted all the way to my waist and then flowed down loosely to the floor. The beadwork on the skirt, train, and veil were Quileute designs.
I would have stayed in the shower reminiscing all day, but I knew Jake needed a shower too, and he liked the water hot-hot. I got out, dried off, and put on an old pair of blue jeans and a navy blue t-shirt. When I walked into the kitchen, Jake was setting two plates on the table, both were piled with eggs, bacon, sausage, ham, potatoes, and toast. "Mmmm, it smells delicious Jake! Thank you!"
"No problem" We ate in silence, ofcourse it doesn't take long for a werewolf and a half-vampire to eat. I was scooping up my last bite when I noticed Jake fidgeting. "...Listen Ness, I wanted to apologize for earlier...and...well...for...telling your parents, but Ness I thought they should know. You know...just in case. Are you mad?"
At first I couldn't speak. And then, when I was about to blow my fuse at him, a wave of intense nausea hit me. I got up and ran to the bathroom using my full speed. Jake followed, even more worried now. "Ness, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine. It's probably just nerves." I could think of no other reason I would all of sudden get sick like that. "I can't believe you told my parents!"