Jake sighed, grabbed, my hand and led me down the stairs to the living room, where my qunts, uncles, and grandparents sat around the TV listening to a CNN newscaster.
"A new species has supposedly been found by one Doctor. Sulivan, a cryptologyst from Qubec. Other scientists have claimed that the 'new species' is merely a crazed human with a strange bitrh defect. It is female and speaks fluent french and english. Her eyes are a red black color and she seems to have a extreme pain tollerance and great strength. She is also exceedingly beautiful," the newscaster said professionally, without any emotion. Her eyes were glazed over and it seemed as though she didn't even think about the words she was saying.
The screen went to a labortory looking scene where a reporter stood infront of a clear looking vault made out of a new matierial I'd never seen before.
I glanced at my family and each of their faces were as troubled as I'd expected they'd be.
"Thank you, Shannon. I am here at 's lab, where this strange human-like creature is being kept in captivity. She refuses to tell us anything about herself or if she knows of others of her kind. Some of the lab assintants have attempted to give her food, water, and other essentials, but she has only thrown them back at the wall," the new reporter said. He was as emotionless as Shannon had been
The camera angle cut to the strange box.
There were several sharp intakes of breath.
"Poor child," Carlisle whispered.
Michele backed up and charged the glass looking wall. As she did it moved with her and then went back to its normal shape, like an elastic rouber band.
I put my hand to my mouth.
"She must be starving," Jasper murmered.
The camera cut back to the male reporter. He seemed a bit scared now.
"Are you sure that thing can't get out?" he whispered to one of the assistants. The assistant nodded.
"You saw the creature here first-"
"I AM NOT A CREATURE!" Michele shrieked.
"Are you getting this?" the reporter asked the cameraman.
The camera zoomed in on Michele and focused on her.
"My name is Michele and I will be adressed as such!" she yelled in her beautiful frech dialect.
"Oh my," Esme whispered.
"She's gone mad. The thirst must've done it to her," Rosalie said.
"I NEED BLOOD!" she shrieked. Michele was never known for having a good temper...
She went to the corner of her sqaure bubble and sat down. She pulled her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth on her heels.
Carlisle grabbed the remote and pressed the power button.
"That's... horrible," Mom choked out. I hadn't even noticed her and dad had followed us down the stairs until now.
"What will we do?" I asked, looking up at my father.
Dad had always known what to do it seemed. I had never seen him so confused on the plan of action that would need to be taken.
"Renesmee... it's nearly one am... you'd better get some sleep." He said this while looking meaningfully at my mother. He didn't even look at me.
I was tired, now that I thought about it.
"C'mon Ness," Jake said, already half way up the stairs to my room.
We were half way up the stairs when Jake said, "Ya know Nessie, I'm already bored of Maine."
"Jacob, we've been here a week!"
"A week to long apparently."
I smiled and rolled my eyes. I loved the way Jake could make me forget everything by speaking about nothing significant. It was like just being with him made me feel... different... almost normal. Normal was good.
I walked into my room and grabbed a pair of sweats. I went to my bathroom and quickly changed into the sweats and wore the cami I had used for an undershirt earlier today.
Jake had stayed in my room; he stood by my dresser looking at the many framed pictures that were on top of it. Most were of him and me.
I smiled to myself and jumped into my bed.
"Night Jake," I whispered.
He walked towards my bedroom door and turned back to smile at me.
"Good night, Nessie," he said before he turned off the lights.
"Jake?"
Jacob sighed. "Yep?"
"Will you stay with me until I afall asleep?" I felt silly asking. When I was little, Jacob had stayed with me almost every night. But the truth was, I didn't want to be alone. Not tonight.
Jacob smiled in the dark. "Sure, Ness."
I scoot over and he laid next to me. I curled up against his chest like a small child. He kissed the top of my head in a brotherly way, and I fell asleep soon after.