A/N: Hi! This is only my second story. I wrote this about a year ago, so it is definately a little rusty. Reviews make my day, so remember to review.
I didn't know where my feet where taking me. I just ran. Anywhere but home, anywhere but home, I chanted to myself over and over. If I went home my dad, with the ability to read minds, would demand an explanation in why I was so angry. Plus, that would be the first place Jacob would look for me. I heard Jacob calling my name, but I ignored him. I heard a wolf howl. I ran faster.
Rage from that stupid blonde bimbo was pushing my feet forward. How dare that… that… that slut! She was doing it to aggravate me. She knew Jacob was my boyfriend. I brought my mind back to the present moment reluctantly. I realized my feet were carrying me towards Ruby Beach and I didn't fight back.
Soon I felt the smooth, cold sand tickle my toes. I slowed my sprint to a steady pace so I could embrace the beach. My eyes drifted towards the rippling waves. It was peaceful. A perfect place for me to gather my thoughts and think. Instead of settling on the sand, I carefully took off the jewelry and slowly went deeper in the freezing, bottomless water. I glanced around and stared at the moon. It was full which meant plenty of light to swim and that also meant deeper water.
Without hesitation I dove into the ocean, enjoying the cool water rush around my body giving me goose bumps. Who cares about Jacob? I thought as my body glided through the water, not bothering to breath.
I saw a flash of brown through the water, and, puzzled, went deeper to investigate. My ears were aching from the pressure, but my curiosity won over my actions, and I went even deeper.
And then I felt it.
The pain was intense. I felt like I was on fire. The heat was so agonizing. There was no cell in my body that wasn't on fire. The only thought I was having was screaming out to kill me. I screamed in agony, but no one could hear me. Only bubbles rose to the surface. I attempted swimming away, but my brain was disconnected from my body. Finally, I didn't feel anything. My body went numb. I wanted to die; I could no longer take the pain. I stopped thinking for only a few seconds. My brain had shut down. But I had to get home. It was no longer safe to stay here. If the pain started again I was positive I would sink and drown- though I didn't that was possible for hybrid vampires. Instead of continuing my graceful glide through the water, I swam to shore splashing and consuming mouthfuls of salty sea water. My feet touched ground and the sand stuck to my drenched feet. I forgot about my grandmother's jewelry. It lay there glittering on the sand, due to the moonlight. But I didn't see anything other than my body, tripping over the ground because of the inhuman speed I was racing at.
My mind went blank forgetting the route to my parent's cottage. I tried to think, but all I could remember was the flash of brown hair and the excruciating pain. I shuddered at the thought.
"Nessie!" I heard a deep voice call.
I looked up from my running in surprise. I wasn't mad at him anymore, I realized. In fact, I was overjoyed to hear him. Without a second thought, I ran towards the sound of his voice, looking for my Jacob. I broke through the trees and saw him standing with his arms wide open.
A smile broke on my face. I surged forward in his welcoming arms. He cradled me against his chest murmuring "I'm so sorry," over and over. I was crying- whether from sadness, fear, or happiness, I had no idea. A while passed and we finally let go of each other unwillingly. It was nowhere near enough for me.
He burdened me with a thousand questions but I didn't mind, it meant that he cared. "Where have you been? Why are you dripping wet? Oh, Renesmee, I have been so worried!" Instead of cradling me again, he found my lips and moved them, crushing mine. My lips parted, and I found mine moving with his. My hands were soon in his hair, getting tangled, and Jacob was moving his hands through my hair over and again. Gently and slowly, we moved away, gasping for air. I looked in his eyes. His stared in mine, they could make any girl just want to melt into their shoes.
I forgot how exhausted I was from all the pain and swimming. Suddenly I collapsed into his arms. I just wanted to sleep. His lips in my hair, he murmured, "It's ok, and I'll take you home now. You're safe with me." That was the last thing I heard before I drifted into unconsciousness.
When my eyes finally opened, I saw the familiar purple ceiling of my small room. I got up, dazed, and reached for the doorknob. Before I could touch it, however, my Aunt Rosalie came in.
"How are you? Do you feel better? What happened to you?" She asked all these questions in the same worried tone.
"I'm fine, but it's a long story…" My voice drifted off as I recalled last night's horrors.
"I think I can keep up." She said, a dazzling smile forming on her face.
I sat down on my bed, and launched into my tale. I told her how the waitress was skillfully flirting with Jacob. I explained the huge amount of jealousy I felt when they had so much in common, and me, hardly. As soon as I said that, I regretted it. She gently told me opposites attract, and of course I knew that. It was just sometimes, I had my doubts. She asked about me in the water, and I told her everything I could remember. The flicker of brown hair. The pain. I still didn't want to think about it, so I quickly moved on. After I was done, we were both lost in thought.
What was the pain? Where did it come from? What was the flash of brown? Why was it, or she/he, in the water? Was it vampire, werewolf, or human? I had so many questions to ask, but I asked the most important one: Where did the pain come from?
When I asked my question, she twirled her hair. That meant she was thinking. Hard. Then I saw something cross her face. I realized it was recognition she stuttered, too frightened to actually say it.
"J-J-J-No! It can't! Not Jane!" Rosalie dashed out my door, calling for my mother.
I was confused. Who was Jane? And why was Rosalie scared of her? And then I remembered. My mother, Bella, had once told me, when I was a child, that there was a coven of dark vampires. Their eyes were crimson red and they fed on humans. She told me the names and powers of all of them. Aro, Caius, Alec, Demetri, Felix, Marcus, and Jane. The one I remembered the most was the one named Jane. She had beautiful face. Angelic, it seemed. Short, brown hair and a lovely smile. That lovely smile was also dangerously deadly. My father, Edward, said whenever Jane wanted to, dead or alive, the person would feel agonizing pain. I had felt it, first hand. But why would Jane come now? We had settled everything a couple years back. We posed no harm anymore, not that we ever had.
"Renesmee!" Bella Cullen's rang through the air, "Pack your bags, we are leaving now!"
I yelled back, surprised, "What about Jacob?" I could not, would not, leave this place without Jacob. I walked to the family room, even more surprised to see Jacob standing with a duffel bag in hand.
"You're coming?" I asked disbelief in my voice. Jacob usually never left Forks. His pack and his whole life was here.
"Of course," He dropped his bags and wrapped his arms around my waist securely, "You can't get away from me that easily."
My mother put her arm on my back and guided me through the door. Edward and Jacob were carrying the bags. We all placed ourselves in Bella's tinted windows car. The sun was shining and my parent's skin sparkled like a trillion diamonds on their skin. I heard myself sigh. I wish my skin would sparkle. But I was half human and half vampire, and my skin was more human than I wanted it to be. It only slightly glowed in the sunlight, which made it easier to blend in and interact with humans, but it wasn't as attracting.
Jacob rolled down the window and our hands entwined to together. My hair whipped around my face, covering me from Jacob. He tucked my hair behind my ear and gently put his lips to mine. I glanced at the speed-o-meter; it was one twenty per hour. That was considered normal for vampires. As I rested my head against Jacob's shoulder, my legs were sprawled across the seat. Soon, we were both fast asleep. Before I drifted, my mind thought about my past. All the trouble I had caused for my beloved family. All the trouble I would cause them.
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