Same disclaimer applies. =) So I literally had to squeeze time to get this done. I'm working on Rhyme, too, 'cause it's kind of a challenge right now, I'm trying to make it more detailed. I've written about 1000 words only though then I remembered that it was Shooting Stars' turn =D Here it is...Hope you enjoy.
Chapter Nine
Renesmee Cullen
"This can't be happening," I mumbled,"This just can't be happening!" My voice raised as I said so. It's not like everybody didn't hear the mumbling. Alice gave me her best puppy eyes.
"Please, Nessie?" she said," Pretty please?" she pouted and Jasper rolled his eyes, still silent. I sighed, giving up.
"Fine," I said,"Just get me the things here 'cause I really don't want to get up," I said, referring to my huge stomach; it had been half a month since we found out. She nodded understandingly and went, in a flash of an eye to get me the clothes she wanted me to try on. Momma kept playing with my curls.
"You miss him a lot, don't you?" she said. I sighed.
"Yeah," I said,"I don't see him a lot. That's why I hated the idea of him working in the first place," I continued.
"Normal people work," Jazz commented. I grimaced.
"I know," I said, already feeling tears in my eyes that disappeared quickly. Thanks to Jasper. I was getting on his nerves, I knew, but he was always there.
"Try these-" she pointed to a pink bag," and those-" a blue bag,"then tell me what you think!" she said and I smiled before I turned to try them on.
Jacob Black
I couldn't believe this. I screwed it all up; I couldn't do what I promised to. I couldn't be there for My Ness as much as I told her I would. This just sucked.
I missed talking to her. I missed waking her up in the morning. I missed going to the beach with her. I missed a lot of things.
I couldn't even spend Valentine's Day with her, which was today.
Yes, I screwed things up. But not anymore.
"I'm going," I announced. Embry looked at me from under the Mustang he was working on.
"Going?" he repeated," Did you just find out that you need to go home, Jake?"
"No, I found out about that yesterday."
Flashback
I got back from patrolling at 1am, expecting to find Nessie home and in bed as usual but I didn't find her there. I freaked out; where could she be?
I found a note beside the bed.
'I'm at the mansion. Don't worry; I didn't go alone. Call me whenever you're home. ~Renesmee.'
I felt my heart sink to my knees at those words. I could feel how mad she was at me for not being there for her. And I deserved it, every bit of it. I couldn't just call her so I ran my way there.
I bumped into the house without knocking; it's not like they'd be surprised. I found her on the couch of the living room, her head rested on Edward's shoulder, sleeping. I could see the dry tears on her cheeks and I wondered for the briefest second if it was because of me, and it hurt to just wonder, let alone hearing Edward confirm it...
"She has some of her clothes upstairs," he said,"I'm quite sure the crying part was merely her hormones but she really does miss you," he breathed, careful not to wake the sleeping beauty on his shoulder. Emmett came into view then.
"You'd better save your butt before she gets really mad," he advised. I sighed.
This was going to be hard. She never got mad at me. Ever.
Not even when I kissed her on her last birthday.
End Flashback
"Hey, Morgan!" I called. She came quickly.
"Yes?" she said.
"I'm going now. Call me if anything happens."
I ran to the Rabbit, checking my wallet- Yeah, I had enough.
God be with me.
Quil Ateara Jr.
It had been half a month since I found out about the bruises and we still didn't know anything yet. Claire didn't come back with any more, that I and her parents had noticed anyways. She had been acting quite normal, which made me feel better just a little bit, but the mystery of it just made me worried. What else was she hiding?
I was going now, like every day, to pick her up from school. I wasn't late- Just on time so I went to wait for her in the teachers' parking lot. Students in Elementary Schools don't have parking lots, you see.
This time, she was late.
I saw students I knew were from her Art class, the last class on Friday, carrying small red hearts and drawings.
I parked the car and got out of it to search for her. Last time she was late, she got carried away drawing unicorns in Art class. I decided to follow her scent, since I didn't know the insides of her school pretty well. Frankly, I got worried. I didn't feel like it was just Art class this time.
I frowned in confusion as the scent led me towards a small room with its door open. It was dark. What would Claire do in there? I ran inside to see better and I gasped at the scene.
Her tiny body was curled on the floor, unconscious. Her pink, glittery T-shirt rose a little bit to expose the bruise on her stomach. I could see her fresh tears on her face.
"CLAIRE!" I yelled and was about to carry her when I remembered that she might have hurt her back. I ran to the nearest adult I saw, panting but not because of running of course. All I could get out of my mouth right then was..."Claire," I said and gestured with my hand towards the direction of the room," Cl-Claire," I said again and I knew I sounded like a moron but I didn't care. I grabbed the teacher's hand and dragged her towards the room.
"Wha-" I cut her off, finally able to get a comprehensible sentence from my mouth.
"Claire's hurt," I said as I showed her the room. She gasped and turned to me.
"What happened to her?" she asked and I almost strangled her. She saw I wasn't going to answer so she talked again,"I'm going to get the nurse," she said and turned on her heels towards the hallway. I bent down beside Claire and removed her bangs from her face. I noticed how her eyes began to flutter. My heart slowed in relaxation. Just a tiny bit.
"Claire," I breathed,"Come on, Claire Bear," I urged her to wake up, fully. Her lips twitched up the tiniest bit.
"Quil," she breathed. That was when the nurse and the teacher came. I gave her space and the teacher lit the room. I couldn't think of anyone else right now other than Claire. As the nurse checked her, I felt useless. I didn't know what to do. Oh...
I snatched my phone out of my pocket and called Sam. Screw any Valentine's Day plans right now. He was her uncle, right? He answered after a few rings.
"Yes, Quil?" he answered. I had to take a deep breath before I spoke.
"Come to Claire's school. She's hurt," I stated.
"What? What happened to her?" he asked.
"You think I know, Sam?!" I snapped.
"I'll be right there," he promised before he ended the call. By that time, Claire had sat up, wincing. I winced in return, I felt like I was the one bea- What?
I was sure my eyes were full of questions I wanted her to answer; Who? Why? Since when? Because this is obviously related to her bruises two weeks ago. I felt my body begin to shake slightly but tried to hold it under control. I had never tried that hard since the day I phased. Never.
She looked down at her hands as the nurse was checking her head for injuries.
"Stay still," she said."What happened to you?" she asked,"This is pretty bad." Claire was still looking down at her hands. She stayed silent. The nurse changed the form of the question."Did someone beat you?" I had to bite down a growl at the thought of what had definitely happened. She nodded after a few seconds. I balled my hands into tight fists; whoever had hurt her, kid or not, would get it, and get it bad.
I noticed that the teacher had gone. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I answered, my eyes still fixed on Claire.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"We're in front of the school. Where are you?" Sam asked.
"First room on the left," I said and snapped the phone shut; he would be able to track down our scents anyway but her Mom was probably with him, along with Emily, of course.
"Wait here and I'll go get the ice," the nurse said gently before she got up and motioned for me to follow her. I did, reluctantly though. She turned to me as soon as we were out of the room.
"Are you a-" I cut her off.
"Distant cousin," I answered her unspoken question. She nodded understandingly.
"Did you see what happened?" she asked and I shook my head.
"CLAIRE!" I heard her mother call as she entered the room. The nurse turned away and went to get the ice.
I leaned on the door frame of this- What? Storage room or something?- Sam put a hand on my shoulder, not speaking a word either. Emily and Christina, Claire's Mom, were by her side. Christina had her on her chest.
"Are you okay?" she whispered to her,"What the Hell happened?" she asked and Claire finally spoke.
"I'm fine, Mom," she reassured and I fought the urge to say 'Bullshit' because I knew I didn't use that kind of language around her. Besides, I couldn't snap at my Claire Bear. Never. Emily and Christina sighed.
"We'll talk about this later." That was when the nurse got her the ice that she held to the side of her head and closed her eyes in what seemed like relief.
But I was far from that point.
Renesmee Cullen
I stared at Momma. Did she say what I thought she just said? I sighed.
"Hope you guys have fun," I said and I truly meant it, it's just that it made me feel bad. They were leaving. Yes, for only two weeks but leaving. Daddy was taking Momma to Paris for Valentine's. Not day but week.
"Oh, baby," she breathed and stroked my cheek,"I-" I cut her off.
"It's really fine," I reassured her then turned to Daddy with a smile. Tell her I really don't mind. He raised an eyebrow. What, Daddy? Can't you lie to her for once? Okay, so say I think it's really fine. Not so much of a lie now, is it? He rolled his eyes.
"She really thinks it's fine," he reassured her and gave me a look that says 'You owe me one'. I owe you nothing. Now you get to spend that week with her. Alone. I really felt like I was going to throw up.
"Thanks for the images," I muttered. He chuckled and Momma didn't even bother to give us her usual confused look. I was about to get up from the chair in the kitchen when I heard Alice's amused high-pitched voice.
"Nessie, Nessie, Nessie," she chanted and I knew what that chant meant. More clothes. Even for a vampire, she should have been bored. But I was willing to do anything right now.
I missed Jacob. I missed how he was always around, how he always called, how he used to get crazy whenever I didn't pick up. I mean, I never ever would doubt his love and devotion to me. But I just needed him.
I needed Jacob Kind Black.
And thank you, Colby for backing me up. He just gave me one Heck of a kick now. I never even had the time to tell him about the first 'kick' and all, which was just two days ago. See? I don't see him around that much.
But I knew I had to be a grown up about it.
Nevertheless, I still felt lonely today. Can you imagine that? A happily married pregnant woman who is now spending time with her vampire family, lonely.
You'd feel it yourself, the love that filled the air, especially today. Carlisle and Esme, Daddy and Momma, Jasper and Alice, and Emmett and Rosalie.
"Come on," Alice dragged me up to my former room that used to be Daddy's room before it was mine. I raised an eyebrow at her.
"What is it, Alice?" I asked, sitting on the edge of my former bed that I had slept on last night. I didn't want to sleep away from home but I didn't bear sleeping alone; Jake hadn't returned by midnight and I figured he would have some late patrolling to do that probably ended by the breaking of the dawn.
"Wear these," she said as she tossed a red, chiffon blouse at me and some new pair of black jeans. I noticed they were new because they were a size bigger than my normal size.
"Thanks for reminding me." That I found out I could get fat after all.
"You're pregnant, silly," she rolled her eyes,"You can't get fat, thanks to Edward's side." I half-smiled at her.
"I know but it just feels ridiculous," I said as I took those from her."But, why?" I asked, confused. She rolled her eyes again.
"Because everyone wears red on Valentine's," she stated. It wasn't exactly my question but I noticed something else...
"You're not wearing red," I stated. She shook her head with a playful half-smile.
"I am wearing red," she said and I raised my hands as if in surrender. Too many images for one day.
"But, that wasn't my question-" she cut me off.
"Trust me. Wear them." I shrugged. You couldn't argue with the Mary Alice Brandon AKA Alice Cullen.
She went out of the room and shut the door behind her and I wore my newest red outfit in a flash. I wondered if it had anything to do with Jake...Hmm. I smiled at the thought. I heard my phone ring briefly in the pockets of my other pair of pants that I had been wearing. Text message.
Home at 6pm. Please. ;) ~Your Jacob.
I couldn't help but smile at the words. My Jacob. Yes, definitely mine.
I like a romantic Jake. Oh, that's the next chappy =P Consider it your sneek peek, he'll do something unlike everything that he had done before, I can assure CAN'T be repetitive, now, can he? Not with Nessie anyways ;)
Soo,, what do you think about this one?
Voting for Rising Sun, or the Sparkle Awards, I say, in general starts the 16th =) (I'm reading Agatha Christie's Towards Zero those days
so I guess it affects how I talk lol)
Pray that I would be able to handle the work that I'd missed the two days I was sick so that I would have time to update. Mainly Chemistry and Biology, *gulp*, Nooo Biggieee...Yeah, I'm lying to myself now. Lol. Okay, anyways,
REVIEW, pretty please, and tell me what you think! *pout*
