Renesmee's POV:
"ARRGGH!" Mum was screaming, her face covered in blood, dad was holding me. His topaz eyes glistening with disbelif.
"Give her to me!" I was immediately handed over to my wounded mother, who was lying on the hospital bed, in Grandpa's study. Her pale lips turned up at the sides, smiling at her little monster baby.
"Beautiful, isn't she?" Dad smiled at her.
"Yes, Renesmee," Mum pulled me towards her and hugged me, very tightly. Suddenly I was snatched away and I started screaming, Mum crying with her arms out stretched towards me.
"Rosalie, take her." Dad demanded and Auntie Rose took me, she took me into the sitting room. She was playing with me, telling me all of the nice things she thought I was going to get. How I was certainly NOT a monster. Auntie Rose had always been there for me, supporting mum when I was just a bump. Though I don't know why, dad would have, wouldn't he?
It was there that my darling Jacob came in, he was dressed in a simple checked shirt, walking briskly towards me and Rose. I don't know why he didn't look happy to see me. In fact he was giving me daggers, I don't know why, but then he stopped, and everything goes black...
