Chapter Four:

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad from now on?

Renesmee's POV:

I was wrong. The pain got worse every day. But Carlisle said that he couldn't get it out of me. He said I wasn't strong enough. But we all knew deep down that I was never going to be strong enough. I was becoming weaker with every day. Jacob's child, my child was killing me from the inside. Slowly tearing me to pieces. I couldn't let Jacob down. I wouldn't.

I opened my eyes from my rest and looked around, the only person who I could see was Uncle Jasper. I raised an eyebrow at him, sitting up slowly.

"W-Where is everybody?" I asked, he sent me calm and I narrowed my eyes. I always got more irritated whenever he did that. Didn't the rest of my family too?

"They've gone out huntin' and left me in charge." He said, I smiled at him slowly. I understood that his and my Mother's relationship had grown recently; seeing as my Father's absence had made her...Needy.

"But, surely you should've gone too?" I understood that he had blood problems. Even the slightest ones. Just take a look back at my Mother's birthday party and see how that ended.

He shrugged and walked towards me. "I can change your emotions and make you feel better, Darlin'." I shook my head,

"Nothing will work, it's still there. It always will be," I sighed, looking into his eyes.

"Try me." He locked his eyes with mine and I blushed deeper.

"Er, go right ahead." I challenged him, I groaned in pain suddenly and he sent me calm to try and push it away. The child inside of me fought back and I yelped out in pain, I whimpered and Jasper stopped and took my hand. It felt as if a gust of wind went past me as he stopped.

I breathed slower and stared at him with wide eyes. He took my hand and brushed my hair out of my eyes. The pain was dying down now from a few seconds ago. Like usual.

"Your not going anywhere alright. It would kill my brother." He said, I didn't reply for a few seconds.

"I don't understand...Why he won't accept what's happened?" I said tiredly, Jasper sighed and he climbed onto the bed, he lifted me up and I rested my head on his chest. He was cold, but it felt nice against my burning skin.

"He's just worried that the situation is going to be like Bella's. Edward's always been a difficult character, it will take him a while to come around but by that time it would already have happened."

"You don't have to explain, okay? It's for my father to tell. Not you." He swallowed hard and I rested my head against his chest again, I heard a car pull up outside and I stayed as I was. I did jump slightly when the front door opened but that was it. Carlisle walked in first and smiled at me, I smiled faintly back. Drowsy.

"How are you feeling?" He asked and looked at the machines to the left of me, noting their readings. I shrugged,

"Ask the walking mood ring next to me." I eyed Jasper and they both laughed.

"Seriously though. How are you feeling?" My mother asked as she came in the room.

"Tired, as usual. Where's everybody?"

"They continued to hunt. Your mother and I both thought that it would be best if we came back first to check up on you. I was out when your mother gave birth and I don't want to not be here when it happens with you." Carlisle explained. I nodded,

"But I feel bad because I'm stopping you from hunting." I frowned and he shook his head.

"Don't feel bad. What do you need?"

"A bath..." I admitted and smiled. My Mother nodded and vanished up the stairs. I heard her running the bath and Carlisle glanced at Jasper, then Carlisle walked over to the kitchen and came back with a bag of blood. He poured it into a cup like usual and I sunk deeper into the bed.

Jasper kissed my forehead and vanished upstairs, the cold sensation vanishing. Carlisle tilted my head up and I smiled slowly, I pressed it to my lips slowly and drank it slowly, making sure that none of it was going to waste; I needed everything I could get. My Mother came down the stairs again and she walked over to me and they both helped me off the bed and up to the bathroom.

I stared at myself in the mirror, I had purple and black bruises on my stomach. I ran my fingertips over them slowly and I sighed, how had everything turned so dramatic.

Bella left the room to give me some privacy and I wiped a tear which rolled down my cheek slowly. I had to stay strong; there was no point in crying over the future. It hadn't happened yet. I had to focus now on being strong for Jacob.

I climbed into the bath slowly and ran my hands over my stomach. She liked the feeling of water, I knew that much. It calmed her immensely and I was thankful for that. I rested my head against the bath and closed my eyes, relaxed fully for a change as both of us took a break.

I washed my hair and body then climbed out of the bath slowly, making sure that I didn't slip or hurt myself. I called for my mother and she clothed me into a loose white dress, it looked similar to the ones which they had at the hospital. I sighed and she brushed through my hair then dried it. She helped me down the stairs and Carlisle smiled at me, the others still weren't back yet and that put an empty pain into me.

I yelped in pain when I felt something snap inside of me. I knew what was happening, it had happened before. About eight other times. Carlisle sighed and hurried me over to the bed. He pressed his hand onto my ribs, or what was left of them, the others were all cracked or broken. His face looked grave.

"You haven't got many more left. It's killing you from the inside out." Carlisle said, sounding slightly angry with himself; that was a first for Carlisle. I nodded and sunk into the bed.

"Can I try some more blood?" I asked, hope filling me up. Hoping with everything I had that it would work. That it would at least take some of the pain away. Carlisle nodded and he went into the kitchen and got me the same cup which I had used before. He poured fresh blood into it and walked over to me slowly. I took it from him hesitantly and slowly pressed it to my lips, I drank it slowly and I finished most of it.

I stared at my Mother who was directly in front of me and I felt everything stop inside of me. I dropped the cup to the floor and the small amount which was left splattered everywhere. Carlisle acted quickly and began speaking to me fast, I couldn't understand what he was saying. I was frozen.

Carlisle pushed me backwards and pulled up my gown to the start of my stomach at the top. I breathed again and screamed in pain, my back arched and my Mother tried to hold me down. I fought against her and Carlisle opened a drawer. My eyes widened when I saw a knife, no. No way.

My Mother took his wrist and shook her head. "NO! Carlisle no!" She yelled, I continued to scream. I hadn't experienced any kind of pain like this before. It felt like my whole body was dying; slowly. All my organs disintegrating into nothing.

"JUST DO IT!" I screamed and felt the kicking again. I heard my spine snap completely in half and my Mother growled low, staring at me with wide eyes. Carlisle rang something on the phone, everything started to blur and the voices turned into murmurs. The light into dark and life into death.