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Chapter Seven: Memories
Momma snarled and it was the most terrifying thing I have heard. She bent down into a hunters crouch and sprung in mid-air right towards my Jacob. Momma was going to kill him! The only person I watched was Jacob, he was the one in danger. Everything seemed to go in slow motion; momma was halfway to Jacob, who couldn't even turn into a wolf but had his arms stretched out as if to stop her, to plead with her, and someone screamed!
"No Bella!" And suddenly, before daddy could stop him, a very human Seth stood sideways and let the impact of momma's weight crush into his shoulder. I heard the splitting crack of his bones, it seemed painful. But Seth was brave and strong and he didn't scream in pain, just winced. I was kind of glad that Seth went between momma and my Jacob. If he hadn't then Jacob would be the one in pain and no one hurts my Jacob, not even momma, he was mine.
I watched from Auntie Rosalie's arms as Uncle Emmett rushed to Jacob to restrain him, daddy was already next to Seth if he was a second faster he could have stopped him, and Uncle Jasper went to momma.
Daddy reached for Seth's hand so he could help him up and asked momma "Are you alright love?"
"She isn't the one who almost got killed." Jacob mumbled.
Daddy turned sharply towards Jacob. "You are the reason she lost her temper, dog." They glowered at each other. I wasn't so sure what side I should take in this argument; daddy's or Jacob's. I loved them both.
Daddy helped Seth up and he winced.
"Let's all just settle down," Grandfather was trying to keep the peace. "Jasper?"
"Got it Carlisle, Bella are you feeling okay?" Uncle Jasper was holding momma's arms.
"Yes Jasper, your helping, thank you." Momma replied. "Seth I am – "
"Don't Bella, please don't. You did nothing wrong!" Seth sounded so happy which I didn't understand, everyone could clearly see the pain in his face. He seemed okay with the fact that momma almost killed him. "You're a newborn so its excusable."
"No it's not an excuse Seth, I should have been more in control I am so –"
"Don't move your shoulder." Grandfather cautioned him, stopping momma from apologizing. He must have noticed that Seth kept wincing because he was suddenly ushering us all into the house and holding Seth's arm gently.
"Seth really I shouldn't have acted – " Momma tired to continue as we walked back to the house. I hadn't notice how far we had gotten.
"Seth I am terribly sorry." Daddy said cutting momma off. "I could have been there sooner I was just so focused on Bella that I barely acknowledged everyone's thoughts. I am sorry, truly."
"No problem Edward, honestly, I'll be healed soon enough!" Seth said to daddy as they walked to through the door.
Auntie Rosalie sat down on the porch. Momma and Uncle Jasper were the last ones to walk through the door. Momma kept mumbling sorry under her breath. Finally Jacob climbed the steps but he didn't go inside.
"I don't think it would be very wise of me to go in that house right now." Jake mumbled as he sat right down next to Auntie Rosalie on the same bench.
Auntie Rosalie sniffed the air and nodded once seeming very uncomfortable with their closeness. They didn't talk to each other and it was silent for a really long time. Once in a while I would listen in on the conversation that was happening inside but most of the stuff they were talking about I already knew, like the fact that the other werewolves couldn't hurt me because Jacob was my protector or something. And they told her something about a treaty and how it wasn't broken. It didn't really mean much to me. It wasn't until Seth was trying to make momma feel better, that I started to listen. I was jealous of Seth because I wanted to be the one to make her smile. The only thing I could do was listen.
"Anyone would have done the same, what with Jake and Ness –" Seth stopped correcting himself. I had a feeling that he didn't want to get hurt again for saying my nickname. "I mean, at least you didn't bite me or anything. That would've sucked."
Yes I heard part of that conversation too, my Jacob would have been very very sick if momma had bitten him. I wonder why he doesn't get sick when I bite him.
"I am a bad person." Momma sounded so sad and I wanted to go inside and comfort her. But Auntie Rosalie stayed outside and I was frustrated that I couldn't go see my momma, I knew that Jacob and Auntie Rosalie stayed outside so that I would be protected from my momma. But that made me even more frustrated that they would even begin to think that my momma would ever hurt me. Even when she looked so scary about ready to attack Jacob I knew that she would never ever hurt me. She was protecting me when she was about to attack Jacob, even though I didn't want her to and I was mad at her for threatening my Jacob, I knew she loved me. I just wished that my family could see that momma isn't a danger to me or to anyone, well at least everyone minus Jacob and Seth.
I smiled at that last thought and Auntie Rosalie gave me a curious look but I didn't offer my hand to show her nor did she ask. I listened again.
"Lucky thing Ness – Renesmee's not venomous cause she bites Jake all the time." Seth continued.
"She does?"
Of course I do momma, my Jacob is the only one that tastes good around here.
"Sure. Whenever he and Rose don't get dinner in her mouth fast enough. Rose thinks it's pretty funny."
I looked up at my Auntie Rosalie and saw that she was smiling. I smiled too. It was funny how Auntie Rosalie reacted every time she or Jake didn't feed me and I bit him. His face was always surprised even though I think he knew what was coming.
Grandfather told Seth not to move for a while, werewolves' heal really fast I heard my family talking about it. It got quite and I momma and daddy move around the house. It was too easy to distinguish who was who now, even without looking at them. I figured now was a good time to tell Auntie Rosalie I was thirsty.
Auntie Alice, Uncle Emmett, and Esme came out with a cup when Auntie Rosalie quietly spoke Auntie Alice's name. She handed me the cup and all three of them ran into the woods. I showed my confusion to Auntie Rosalie on why they had left
"They went hunting." She smiled and gave me my cup.
"Rosalie it's my turn." Jacob argued before I could ask what that meant.
"No dog its mine you did it last time." Auntie Rosalie hissed.
"You have still have fed her more times than I have."
"Jacob I think I am going to borrow you useless sense of humor and tell you to build a bridge and get over it." She turned her back to him.
"My jokes were funny, you just don't have a funny bone in that dead body of yours." My Jacob muttered.
"No they were not mutt. They were quite rude, but then again so is your personality."
"Look who is talking blondie, you know how to -"
"Don't even start mongrel. I thought you had finally grown up and grew a brain but obviously you didn't so do me a favor and shut your mouth. It's my turn to feed her, you did it last time, and there will be no more discussion over the matter." Auntie Rosalie then went to the bench on the other side of the porch so as to prove her point.
I quickly finished my drink. My family started talking again but they were talking about someone named Charlie. They name didn't really mean anything to me so I concentrated on the rocking motions that Auntie Rosalie was making.
"I wouldn't try to get her to sleep Rosalie," Jacob spoke for the first time since he was told to shut up by Auntie Rosalie. "It's six and Carlisle needs to examine her."
We walked into the house and momma looked confused. I looked at all my other family member's. All looked worried. They were worried that I was growing too fast and that if I grew too fast I would die sooner. Nobody told me this but I wasn't as dumb as they believed and I understood what emotions their faces displayed where their words did not. I wasn't worried though. Something deep down inside me told me I was going to be okay and I would stay with my family forever. I never thought about this feeling I didn't want daddy to somehow hear and gain hope on something that may or may not be true.
"Time to measure Ness – er, Renesmee," Grandfather explained to a confused momma as he took out his measuring tape. I hated getting measured… so uncomfortable. I had to stay very still and I didn't like it. Plus it made my family worry to much and I liked it better when they didn't worry, or when they tried to kill each other for that matter, I liked it when everyone was happy.
"Oh. You do this every day?" Momma asked.
Grandfather replied to her and motioned for Auntie Rosalie to hold me out. "Four times a day."
Four times too much.
Momma started to look appalled and worried. I sighed. Another person hooked onto the lets worry about Nessie, I mean Renesmee, train.
"Four time? Every day? Why?"
Yes momma, why? Why not once? Isn't just once enough?
"She's still growing quickly." Daddy told momma. You could hear the pain in his voice. He didn't want to see me grow to quickly. He wanted me to stay his little girl a little bit longer.
Grandfather measured my body and my head. I looked everywhere but my family's faces, I didn't want to see how distraught they were. But just because I didn't look it didn't mean I didn't feel all their gazes on Grandfather and I. Especially momma, I could feel how horrified she was.
"What do we do?" She asked daddy.
"I don't know." He sounded so morbid. At least my Jacob had a somewhat less bleak outlook on my growth.
"It's slowing." He said.
"We'll need several more days of measurements to track the trend, Jacob." Grandfather told him, crushing his and my hope. "I can't make any promises."
"Yesterday she grew two inches." Jacob tried to grab that hope back. "Today it's less."
I wanted to smile at Jacob. Even though his face didn't show the hope his words showed, at least he wasn't so… upset over all of this. But I didn't smile; it wasn't the right time.
"By a thirty-second of an inch, if my measurements are perfect,"
Why Grandfather do you have to destroy Jacob's hope, it's not very nice.
"Be perfect, Doc."
Yeah be perfect Grandfather because maybe if you were perfect I wouldn't have to sit here four times a day.
I didn't really like the thoughts I was thinking, they were very mean, they meanest thoughts I had ever thought. I hope daddy wasn't listening. But I was just so frustrated with the morbidity that engulfed the house.
Grandfather tried to assure Jacob "You know I'll do my best."
"Guess that's all I can ask." Jake sighed, giving up on the hope.
I was no longer frustrated I was irritated. My Jacob was doing so good with the hope thing and he just decided to give up? I looked over at momma. She looked irritated too and suddenly I wanted to be next to her again. To feel her cool arms hold me and her musical voice whisper to me. If she was irritated and I was irritated then we might as well comfort each other be irritated together.
I reached my hand to Auntie Rosalie and touched her check.
Momma.
"What does she want?" Jacob demanded of Auntie Rosalie, all the trace of the slightest glint of hope he had was gone.
"Bella, of course." Auntie Rosalie replied like it was so stupid for Jacob to even ask. "How are you?" Auntie Rosalie asked momma to make sure she was ok.
"Worried."
If I could scream I would. To much worry was in this house it needed to disappear and the love that had been present for the last three days needed to come back. I kept my emotions under control though, I didn't want to upset and worry my family even more.
Daddy answered momma instead of Auntie Rosalie "We all are. But that's not what I meant."
"I'm in control," Momma told daddy.
Auntie Rosalie handed me to momma while Uncle Jasper and daddy watched cautiously. They didn't want momma to hurt me.
I reached for momma and she reached for me. I fit easily into her ice cold arms and immediately I wanted momma to know everything about me, to love me for who I was.
I showed her how she almost attacked my Jacob. I showed her how scary she looked and how afraid Jake looked, how he couldn't even change. While I showed her I heard daddy chuckle at Jacob's face. Then I showed her how Seth's bones snapped when momma hit him and how glad I was he did it because if momma had hurt Jacob I would have been mad he was mine, he was the only one who tastes good. I winced at the sound and so did momma. She stared at me and I smiled at her.
Momma groaned. "Oh, wonderful. Perfect."
"It's just because he tastes better than the rest of us." Daddy told momma. I guess momma had heard how I though Jacob was mine. I forgot they were friends, maybe she didn't want to him to be mine. But daddy was right. Jacob was mine because I liked the way he tasted when I bit him.
Momma wasn't paying attention to me but to her own thoughts. I was impatient. I hadn't been with her for more than five minutes and she was already back in her own mind. I patted her face to get her attention once again.
I showed her everything that she had missed. Grandmother brushing my hair and how wonderful it felt, Grandfather and his stupid tape measure and how I had to be very still. It was a boring topic in my life so I quickly went over it.
"It looks like she's going to give you a run-down of everything you missed," Daddy told momma.
I got momma's attention again as I showed her my cup that I drink my blood out of and how thirsty I got.
I was pulled into daddy's arms quickly and Uncle Jasper grasped momma's arms. They had separated us and we did nothing wrong! I was mad at daddy for taking me away from momma for no reason.
What did we do?
"What did I do?"
Daddy and Uncle Jasper looked at momma and then at each other, wondrous. Daddy seemed confused.
"But she was remembering being thirsty. She was remembering the taste of human blood." Daddy just couldn't grasp that momma was special like me, like him.
"Yes, and?"
Daddy laughed and his worries about my growth disappeared. "And nothing at all, it seems. The overreaction is mine this time. Jazz, let her go."
Uncle Jasper let go of momma. "I can't understand. I can't bear this." And he walked out the door, across the river, jumped over it and disappeared into the woods.
I touched momma's face and showed her my confusion. I wondered why Jasper had left.
"He'll be back." Daddy reassured me. "He just needs a moment alone to readjust his perspective on life."
And then they started talking about random stuff that didn't really interest me. Something about newborn madness and how momma was strong. But when Grandfather told momma what her gift might be she got upset, she didn't like her supposed gift. I noticed the change in her. I wondered why she didn't like it and I touched momma's check and asked her. Then they talked about someone name Siobhan, again this was another name that didn't interest me. So I decided to tell momma about my day.
Momma rocked me and I stared into her eyes as she stared into mine. I told her about everything that had happened to me in the last three days; my adventures outside with Jacob and Auntie Rosalie with the little sparrows that were scared of Auntie Rosalie but not my Jacob. The disgusting white stuff Grandfather gave tired to give to daddy to feed me when we were sitting together. I wouldn't eat it. It smelled icky and like sour dirt. Then I went onto the song daddy made for me, I didn't tell her about everything that happened with daddy and I, that seemed something to stay between just us, but I did play the song twice because it was so beautiful. I told momma everything else and she watched quietly but attentively like she wanted to know everything about me too.
Slowly my thoughts drifted into my dreams. I dreamed about people's faces; my families, Auntie Rosalie's, daddy's, momma's, and my Jacob's. I was subconsciously aware when my hand left momma's neck. And I was glad because I didn't want momma to see when I had my first real dream, my first real night mare.
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