A/N- Eek, sorry this chapter tok so long to get out. And, with school starting on the 6th, I won't be able to update as much.
Disclaimer: I Don't own Twilight, no thanks to Stephanie Meyer. BUT, I do own this fanfiction, so don't copy it.
Chapter Ten: When The Day Met The Night:
I glanced up for a second, spotting a large patch of green in the far distance. A park. I headed towards it, drifting through the streets, my head aching, my heart sore.
I got there slowly, my head bent. I noticed drops of water slowly splashing onto my shoes, and I glanced up at the dry sky, slowly realising the water on my shoes were my own tears.
I trudged up and down the long gravelled path, shivering under my thin clothes. I felt dizzy, the world around me spinning and shaking. Why didn't he love me? I came all this way to find him, and he called me a slut?
This wasn't the way it was meant to be. He was meant to take me in his arms and embrace me and whisper in my ear 'I love you.' But this wasn't a dream, it was a real life nightmare. I could just give in now, tell the world I give up.
I sighed. That way I would never, ever get to him. And it was so hard to kill a half vampire. My body felt weak, my heart beating like it would give in any second. I collapsed behind the nearest bush, out of sight, and fell into a deep sleep.
I slept peacefully, untainted by my visions and nightmares. I was back home, in Forks, with Jake. I was only small, toddling around trying to chase him. He pretended to trip, and I tug him, laughing uncontrollably. He turned around to face me and smiled like my own personal sun. Suddenly he grabbed me in his arms and spun me around. I flew, high above the stars, giggling. This was heaven to me.
"Nessie! What the hell are you doing here?" A voice whispered urgently. "Get up!" Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me up. I was still half asleep and wearily opened my eyes. I shivered with cold, and stared into Nadia's eyes.
"What? I fell asleep. I can't... remember." My memory was hazy. I stumbled and Nadia caught me neatly. "I was walking, and I fell. And I dreamt, and now I'm cold."
"Nessie!" Nadia said in a strict tone. "You are silly. Come on, let's get you home. I'll get you a hot chocolate and a magazine. And some dry clothes." She smiled and put her arm round my shoulder to hold me up.
"You're the best Nadia." I grinned at her, yawning seconds later. We kept walking for what seemed like hours. I was more awake now, and walked without her support. We laughed and joked as if we had known each other forever.
"How is your baby?" She asked me suddenly. I sighed. I had completely forgotten about it.
"He or she is fine." I plastered a completely fake smile on my face, feeling an overwhelming guilt inside. How the hell could I forget my own little baby? I nearly cried out, managing to stop before my strangled cries could alert Nadia.
We finally arrived at the flat after what seemed like non-stop walking. Nadia unlocked the door and stepped inside, and I followed her, anxiously, still worried about my little baby. If I was this rubbish at actually being pregnant, surely I would make the worst mother ever?
Nadia disappeared into one of the back rooms for a while, as I sat on the couch, heartbroken in too many ways. It was a wonder I didn't just give up completely. That would make me weaker than him, and I had to be stronger to get him back.
"Nessie, I picked out some clothes for you." Nadia called after a while. I stayed on the couch, lying down lazily, my eyes nearly closing... "Come and try them on!" She shouted. I sighed and heaved myself up, trudging to the bedroom. I stood in a trance as she pulled clothes over my head, wittering to herself.
"Nessie? Nessie? Are you listening to me? I said you can go shopping with my card later. I'm a vampire, I have too much money, I would be happy for you to spend it!" Her voice grew louder as the trance I was in slowly dissolved the clouds around my mind.
"That would be great, Nadia!" I smiled, happy at the fact somebody cared about me, unlike Jake and the rest of this horrible world. "What time is it now?" I asked. I didn't have a watch.
"It's half eleven, in the morning. Well? Do you like your new clothes?" She asked. I sighed, relieved, at the time, and turned to face the mirror. I gasped slightly.
My bronze hair cascaded past my shoulders in ringlets, my cheeks slightly flushed. There were heavy bags under my eyes, and I tried to ignore them, to ignore how tired and old they made me look. I wore a cream crop top, though it seemed too baggy. There was a white vest underneath, covering my midriff. Grey jeans, and amazing black pumps completed my look. I beamed at nadia.
"You should really go for a career in fashion." I encouraged. I glanced at her. If she could blush, believe me, she would be blushing right now.
"Now, here's some coins, and some cash, and here's my card. Go have a bit of retail therapy, Ness. You deserve it after what you've been through." She rambled on, as she never seemed to stop doing, handing me a jacket and a bag.
"Please, don't remind me!" I groaned at her. "And, could you come with me? I really have no fashion sense, and I have no idea where everything is!" I pleaded. She shook her head, but grabbed a bag and headed towards the front door.
We walked quickly down the street, laughing and giggling. I felt a droplet of liquid on my face, followed by many more. Rain. Nadia grabbed my hand and yanked me into the bus stop, laughing like she would never stop.
A sour looking old lady glared at us from above her glasses, and she muttered something under her breath. I just about caught 'Stupid young girls these days' and collapsed in another fit of laughter.
"She looks like a shrivelled old prune." Nadia whispered, too low for the old lady to hear. I was giggling so hard I slumped down in the seat right beside the old lady. I beamed at Nadia, happy I had somebody to take away the bad memories, somebody who would cheer me up when I was under the weather.
The bus finally arrived, and we raced onto it, avoiding the pelting rain, rain closer to hail. We paid and sat at the back, giggling about any topic of conversation that came our way. I was having a good time, too, until she mentioned the baby.
"What are you going to do about this baby?" Nadia said, maybe a little too loud. The old lady swivelled her head round and stared at me, long and hard, before tutting and turning back to face the front of the bus.
"Nadia, I really don't know. It's not like I can go to a doctor's, is it?" I moaned at her for a while, as she listened intently.
"I guess, but isn't Carlisle a doctor? You could get him to examine the baby." She whispered, making sure her voice was at a low enough level this time.
"I can't tell my family! They would be so disappointed in me, that I had a child from a man I barely knew! And can we please stop talking about this?" I asked her, though I gently wrapped my hands around my stomach. No heartbeat, no kicks, no nothing. I wasn't even entirely sure there was a baby inside me.
"Wait, Nadia, can we at least buy a test? As I'm really not sure." I interrupted her as she apologised.
"Of course, Ness, anything for you." She gave me a quick, awkward, friendly hug. The rest of the journey was spent in silence, neither of us knowing what to say. My thoughts eventually drifted back to Jacob, and his cruel last words. A tear splashed onto my cheek, and rolled onto my shoulder.
"We're here! And the rain has- finally- stopped!" Nadia stood up and pressed one of these red buttons, on a pole. After a minute or two, the bus skidded to a halt and we walked out.
I let her drag me around the shops, dressing me and undressing me in new clothes like a lifesize barbie doll. I suddenly remembered how Alice used to do this with me, and I smiled sadly.
My feet ached, and I was tired of Nadia constantly being around. "Nadia, go back to the flat. I'll come later." I sighed.
"Sure, I understand you need a bit of time to yourself. You remember which number bus you got right? And you'll take that test when we get back, right?" Nadia fussed around me like a mother, before waving and finally leaving. I sat on a bench, watching people go by.
"You look lost." Came a voice from in front of me. I glanced up and gasped. He looked like one of the people in the phone box, who had threatened me. I shook my head. That was just a dream, an unusually real dream.
"Yes, I am a bit." I admitted sheepishly. He took my hand and pulled me up. "I'm Nessie, by the way." I said, trying to be polite.
"I'm Justin, hey. Want me to help you with those bags? They look pretty heavy." He asked, and I nodded, watching him pick up the bags. He even had the same name as that man, I realised in horror.
"Why are you helping me? I... I barely know you." I cringed and blushed.
"Well, when I see a beautiful lady looking lost, it's only natural to help her." I smiled at him. he was so charming! However hard I tried, though, I still couldn't shake the image out of my mind of him, in that telephone box, evil and powerful.
"So, do you know where you're going back to?" He asked, his face looking genuinely worried about me.
"Yeah, I do." I told him the road, and the number of the bus which got me here. He nodded and started to walk forwards. He stopped as we reached the bus stop, and I suddenly noticed something about him.
"Are you... A vampire?" I whispered, blushing. If I had just asked a completely innocent human if they were a vampire, he would think I was crazy and run, screaming. He grinned.
"It took you long enough to notice!" I sighed with relief, glad of the fact I hadn't just made a complete ass of myself. He grinned and randomly stuck his arm out into the road. I raised my eyebrow at him.
"It's so the bus stops for you. Do you know nothing about England?" He joked, and handed me the bags. I thanked him with a kiss on the cheek, blushing, obviously, as I did it.
"Stay safe, nessie." He said solemnly. In that second, there was something dark about him. I let it drop and got on the bus, waving him goodbye. I paid and found a seat, dumping the bags on the seat next to me. The sour old lady was also on the bus. She glared at me, and I stuck my tongue out at her, feeling unbelievably immature. She gasped, but thankfully she ignored me for the rest of the journey.
I struggled with my bags as I trudged down the aisle of the bus. The bus driver sighed and tapped his fingers impatiently. I thanked him, apologised, and finally got off the bus. My back was sore, my feet were blistered, and I realised this wasn't the kind of thing a pregnant woman should be doing.
Thankfully, the flat was only metres away, and I needn't struggle with the bags for longer than five minutes or so. They were still heavy, and in the end I dragged them along the ground behind me. I wondered why Nadia hadn't seen me. I shook my head and heaved the bags inside.
I collapsed on the sofa, suddenly exhausted. I shut my eyes, drifting into the land of dreams in milliseconds.
"Time is running out, Renesmee. Tomorrow you will die." A voice boomed and echoed around the darkness. I could not see, blinded, perhaps by fear.
A/N- please R&R if possible, and luv2beloved, I'll edit them as soon as I get the chance, but I will probably update every chapter as soon as I have all the chapters out. That's a promise. And don't you worry about Nessie and Jake, all will be revealed ;D
Hope you keep reading, and, most of all, enjoy reading. I am open to any critiscism, and of course people telling me I rock (Thank you twilightrox28 (i.e My best friend MiMi) for telling me that constantly).
Izzie xx