Disclaimer: Yet…Again…
Twilight= So Not Mine
My chest slowed and then, I didn't breathe at all. Jacob backed to a wall and his hair floated in front of his face.
"The…Voltori? Jacob? Why?" My voice barely a whisper. His eyes met mine as he lifted his head, his bass voice quivered in his throat,
"Ness, you're sick. It's my fault…I…I thought they could help." I sank to the floor. He had been to see the vampire higher archy for me. The people I feared most of all, the people who when I was first born had wanted to kill me.
"You thought they could actually help?" I asked Jake. He nodded and walked over to me and sat beside me. He folded his hands and sat his forehead on them,
"It was worth a shot, I'm tired of seeing you hurt Ness. This has gone on for too long. I just thought maybe they would help me. I was wrong. All I did was make them hate me. They think I infected you, they think I ruined you…for them. They wanted you to be one of them and now they believe you are forever contaminated." I scoffed,
"Of course they would," Jake looked at me with solemn eyes. I scooted around to sit in front of him, "Jacob Black, I would never want to be one of them, I don't want their help. We can do this by ourselves okay?" I took his hands in my and he sighed,
"Ness…I," He stopped.
"Jacob, we can do this okay. I'm not even that sick." I laughed nervously, his eyes wandered from where they were held in mine and his scanned my body and his long fingers traced a flaming line over my arm then stopped,
"Then what's this?" he asked, I looked down. A small purple-bluish colored circle was set by the inner crease of my elbow, a bruise. My first bruise. My pale fingers moved to press on it, and sure enough I cringed when the pressure sent warning signals to my head and through my nerves. I looked back at mom who was standing silent and strong as a rock staring at us. Her feet moved lightly across the floor as she crouched by me. Her topaz colored eyes looked fearful and I'm sure that if she could still cry she would. There was a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach as she searched me for some answers but she didn't touch me, I couldn't speak and she knew my mind couldn't fathom this either. She stood and called out with urgency,
"Edward! Carlisle! Esme! Please Come Here!" Her hands shook and she seemed so anxious. A moment later my grandpa and his glorious wife –my grandmother- followed by my father strode into the room with shocked and sad faces on. Carlisle's lips did not move for a second then he spoke clearly,
"Bella…what is it?" She just pointed to me. I rose to my feet and walked over to my Grandpa holding out my arm. He grabbed it forcefully and held it over towards the light a little, "It…can't be." My dad gathered by us and his eyes were wide, as were my Grandma's.
"Is that a bruise?" My Grandma asked in a high voice that trembled softly. Grandpa nodded, he let go of my arm and huffed. His brows scrunched together. My dad's lips pursed as he looked at me with concern.
"How did this happen?'
"It's Jake's imprint." We heard. A moment later my Uncle Jasper was beside me with a disconcerting look on his face. He took one of my hands in his and sighed,
"The early imprinting on Renesmee…it's causing her system to well, fail. Not completely. Its just turning her human." I guess he was trying to make it sound better than it was, it didn't work.
"Just turning human? Just?!" My dad's voice boomed through the room. Jasper's pale eyes met mine and he huffed,
"As we know right now…she won't be seriously harmed from this. From what I have been able to dig up, the little I've found anyway…there'll be fatigue…she won't be able to stomach most kinds of food, blood, anything like that. There may be a point were we have to feed her…through a tube." He paused, "But then…there could be the possibility that her body will not accustom to being fully mortal." A tear formed in my eye and the water leaked as I squeaked out my sentence,
"Then...I'll die?"
"Yes."
