Nessie's POV

Chapter 6: The Call

"Dad, seriously we were just kissing. I promise," I said my hand out stretched to my father who was pretty much a blur as he paced angrily up and down the meadow. He ignored me and continued to pace, glaring every now and then at Jacob who was now three feet away from me. I looked at him incredulously; he gave me a sorry little grin but said nothing though I knew what he would have said had it been in his interest to speak; Oh come on Ed- my father would generally roll his eyes and exchange a look with my mother at this point- it's not like I was going to let anything bad happen to her. I love her just as much as you do. Then he would add, maybe even more, just so he could see my father's reaction. I laughed silently to myself at the thought of what my father would say in return.

"Edward, please calm down," said my mother stepping in front of him, blocking his path. He probably would have gone around her if she hadn't grabbed his shoulders and scrunched up her face, lifting her shield. My father stopped in surprise.

"Bella, I can't just…." But my mother cut him off by showing him something else. When she was finish she looked at him sternly. He looked at me and then glowered at Jacob for a fraction of a second before looking at me again.

"Nessie," he all but mouthed. He sighed and turned to my mother again, a look of total defeat smudged over his face. My mother nodded. For once I had no idea what my parents were thinking. I huffed impatiently and looked over at Jacob who was looking just as confused as I felt. I gritted my teeth and walked forward my knees quaking a bit; unlike when I had dealt with Mr. Quern I was now filled to the brim with fear.

"Dad," I whispered when I was a few feet away. My father turned to face me. I held out my hand and keep walking. He took it, though it was pretty much senseless, seeing that he could already read my mind without me showing him anything. I was on the brink of flipping through the feelings that had transpired though the past few moments when something began ringing. My mother reached into my father's back pocket and produced a cell phone and flipped it open. I heard her mutter a few things into it before hanging up and turning to look at all of us. Fear began pulsing through my blood stream, and my head started pounding. I could tell something was wrong. I could only think… Volturi… Aro…Jane…Alec…Marcus… Cisus… death.

That's all for this story for right now. I'm going to work on the next 4 chapters over Christmas so look for them when the New Year comes around. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review and tell me what you think of the story so far and where you think it's going.