Hey guys! I would've updated yesterday, but didn't have enough time. This chapter basically outlines how some of the characters are feeling.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, nor will I ever own Twilight. However, Brianna is my own brainchild.
NessiePOV
I woke up screaming again, after having the same dream as before. Once again, Mom and Dad were there to comfort me. I stepped into the shower, relishing the hot jets of water, as if they would wash away the dream. I noticed the minute swelling of my belly, and hoped that no one else had. I was scared, for my baby, and for myself. I would have to run away, and give birth in secret. But then he would grow up without a father. Jake wouldn't be there, to raise our son. I knew it would be a boy; I wasn't sure how, or why, but it felt right.
I changed into something that would hide my little bump, hoping nobody would notice it. I was about to go downstairs, when I felt a hitch in my stomach. I rushed to the bathroom, just in time, and leaned my head over the toilet. The smell was horrible; I had never been sick, actually vomited, ever in my life. I collapsed in a heap on the bathroom floor, my head in my hands, and the tears coming freely again.
I felt a hand on my back, and looked up into Uncle Jasper's eyes. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and let him help me up. He sat me down on the edge of the bed, supporting me gently.
"There, there darlin'. What's wrong?" he asked soothingly, rubbing my back like you would a baby. I could tell he was struggling with my emotions, and Uncle Emmett's and I realised what Emmett had meant. I wasn't sure what I should tell him. I sobbed shakily, and buried my head in my knees.
JasperPOV
I was struggling to cope with Renesmee and Emmett's emotions. Every time I tried to calm them down, they would return to their depressions within seconds. Renesmee was easier to deal with; she was constantly upset, and I could pinpoint her emotions easily, whereas Emmett was trying to hide his emotions. I could tell he was burning inside, but his conflicted emotions were hard to settle on. In the end, I blocked him out the best I could, and focused on helping Renesmee.
I asked her what was wrong, even though I knew the answer already.
"I miss Jake," she wailed, burying her head in my shoulder. I knew that wasn't it though; I could sense something else.
"There's something else, isn't there," I said, not really asking a question.
"Yes," Renesmee sobbed, "But I can't tell you. I can't tell anyone."
"You can trust me. I promise. Not even your dad will find out." She looked up at me, her eyes red rimmed from crying.
"I don't know, Jazz. I want to tell you, but I can't. Mom's the only one who knows," she said.
"Okay. You don't have to tell me, it's fine," I replied. Renesmee wrapped her arms around me, and continued to sniffle into my shoulder. I felt the pain and abandonment radiating off of her like heat from a fire. I squeezed my eyes shut, clenching my jaw shut, trying to ignore the emotions. I wanted to break down and scream. I couldn't stand being in the same house as them right now.
"I'm sorry, I have to go," I whispered. I raced down the stairs, into Alice's arms. She walked me over to the couch and sat down. I put my head in her lap, and she ran her fingers through my mussed up hair soothingly.
AlicePOV
I couldn't bear seeing Jazz like this. He was like a lost child, and I wanted to keep him safe forever. I kissed the top of his head, and continued playing with his hair. Suddenly I jumped up and grabbed Jasper's hand.
"What? Have you had a vision? What did you see?" he asked, suddenly frantic.
"No, I didn't have a vision," I told him, "But I know where we can go."
"What do you mean?"
"You can get away from the overwhelming emotions for a little while," I said, "We can go stay in the country. Away from humans and away from all this." I gave Jasper a small, reassuring smile, squeezing his hand.
"Sounds good. When do we leave?" he asked, grinning at me. I searched in the future, and found what I was looking for.
"Tomorrow morning," I said, bouncing up and down. I was glad that I would be alone with Jazz for a while.
The rest of the day passed by; we packed, and waited for the morning to come. When morning came, we said goodbye to the family, and got ready to set off.
"I'll miss you," Esme said, a smile lighting her face as she said goodbye.
"We'll only be gone for a week, don't worry," I trilled.
"Take care," Carlisle said. With that we left, speeding down the winding drive, away from the house.
EdwardPOV
We watched Alice and Jasper head off towards Vancouver, and waved them off, like a newly married couple.
They look so happy, Esme thought. Indeed they did; Alice and Jasper rarely had time alone, and we were all happy to let them go away for a little while. It gave Jasper a chance to escape from all the conflicting emotions in the house. Emmett was muttering something about how lucky they were to still be together. I could tell how much he missed Rose. We all missed her, but not quite as much as he did.
Renesmee curled up on the sofa and turned on the TV, evidently trying to take her mind off of happy couples. Bella wasn't shielding her at the moment, and so I could see how upset she really was. It was like a monster eating away at her brain. She was slowly turning into a zombie; she would do the same thing over and over again, without realising. It reminded me of when I had left Bella; she had described what those painful months were like, until Jacob came along and helped her through it. But Jacob wasn't here to help Renesmee now. Jacob was the one who had left to save her. I couldn't help but wonder if a vampire would come along and befriend Renesmee, to help her through the trauma of losing Jacob.
NessiePOV
I suddenly felt extremely jealous of Alice and Jasper. They were a happy couple, and they didn't have to go through the pain of losing each other. I put down the book I was reading, but not really noticing the words, and went outside, heading for the cottage. I hadn't been back to the cottage since he had left; it held too many memories. I didn't care that it was pouring outside – all I wanted to do was go back to the place where it all started.
I pushed open the door to my room, and was momentarily shocked. I had expected something to change for some reason. Jacob's clothes still sat on the chair in the corner, unmoved from the night before our trial. I picked up his shirt and inhaled his scent. A fat tear rolled down my cheek but I brushed it away quickly. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring out of the window. I thought I saw a giant wolf at the edge of the forest and I jumped up, surprised. I blinked, and then it was gone. It couldn't have been Jake; he was on the other side of the Atlantic right now.
I felt another round of nausea hit, and ran to the bathroom. Was this morning sickness, or mourning sickness? I was mourning Jake, who I might never see again. Just thinking about him made my stomach hurt. I curled up on the bathroom floor, and drifted into a near peaceful slumber. This time, no nightmares interrupted my sleep. Instead I dreamt of a future, with Jake, watching my little boy play in the garden with his father.
RosePOV
I had left him. I had actually left him. I had been driving for an hour or so, not really knowing where I was headed. I just knew that I had to get as far away as possible. I couldn't even think about going back. Not now at least. In my mind, I pictured his face as I declared that I was leaving him. It was as if the light in his eyes had been turned off. I had done that. I brushed the image away, and concentrated on driving. I knew I couldn't make a decision as to where I was going, otherwise Alice would see. I suddenly realised that I was no better than Edward, or the mutt. I had left my mate; the one person I thought I would be with for an eternity.
I reached my destination, still not thinking about what I was going to do. I waited for a while, and they eventually arrived home.
"Rosalie! What are you doing here?" Tanya quizzed. She didn't look entirely surprised.
"Don't make any decisions. They can't know I'm here," I blurted out.
"Alright. But why come here? Why not live with the nomads? They will look for you here you know," she replied. I inwardly kicked myself for being so foolish. But I was here now. Anywhere was better than having to look at Emmett's face again. If I saw him, there would be no convincing myself to stay away. I made my way to the Denali's spare room and screamed into a pillow. What had I done?
JakePOV
I felt icy hands on my forehead, and looked up into Brianna's crimson eyes. My eyelids felt heavy, and I could barely keep them open.
"Jacob, are you alright?" Huh, that was odd - a member of the Volturi actually being genuinely considerate. But I had a feeling Brianna was different. I could tell she wanted to be here as much as I did.
"Sure, sure," I muttered, struggling to stand up properly.
"Here, let me help you." I hadn't noticed before that Brianna had an extremely British accent. How could I not have noticed that? I guess I was a bit preoccupied with the trial and all. She slung my arm over her shoulders, and helped me walk to my room.
"What happened, Jacob?" she asked, and I could tell she was genuinely concerned.
"I don't know. I guess watching so many humans be killed was a bit too much for my wolf brain to cope with. Why do you care, anyway?" I was itching to find out why she was so worried about me.
"Because I hate being here just as much as you do. The only reason I haven't left yet is because they won't let me. I'm too valuable." I sensed that wasn't the only reason why. My stomach let out a loud groan, so I stumbled over to my little fridge.
"Is this some kind of joke?" I laughed nervously. The fridge was completely empty. There was no food in it whatsoever. The only items in it were bottles of water. The realisation clicked in my mind almost instantly. They wanted me to eat like they did. I tasted the bile in my throat, and rushed over to the toilet in the corner. I let out a strangled sob; doing that would be going against everything I believed in. My sole purpose as a Quileute wolf was to protect human life, and suddenly I had to destroy it. But then I remembered the reason I was here, and a horrible, animalistic howl ripped out of my throat. I would probably never see her again. I would rather die now than live without Renesmee. Living without her wouldn't be living at all.
I span around, only to see Brianna still sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at me with wide eyes.
"What?" I spat.
"Nothing," she muttered, "It's just you remind me of me. When Emmett left, when I found out what I had become. It felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. I didn't want to join the Volturi, but I had no other choice. I was created specifically to join them. I know how you feel, though. Don't think you're the only one." Brianna's eyes softened when she looked at me. I felt like I had a friend here now, someone I could trust.
"Thanks," I whispered. I gave her a small smile, which she promptly returned. I blinked and she was gone. She was different here than she had been in the field. She was more human; it was as if remembering her days with Emmett had hardened her, made her forget her human side briefly. I marched down the corridor towards the Volturi throne room, and peeked through the door. Aro, Marcus and Caius were seated on their thrones, as still as statues. I barged through the door, ready to face them and demand what I need.
"Ah, Jacob. How may I help you?" Aro inquired, as if I had simply walked in, rather than burst through the door.
"I realise that you want me to eat your way. I refuse," I declared, making my voice as strong as possible.
"You refuse? Isn't that wonderful? The puppy refuses to eat humans!" Aro said sarcastically. I felt myself shaking, and pinched my nose to calm myself down.
"What do you suppose you eat instead?" he interrogated. I wasn't prepared for that, for some reason. I knew hunting animals wasn't an option; there was no way they would let me out unsupervised.
"You could give me real food. Stuff that humans eat."
"Oh, you are amusing Jacob. I'm sorry, but we cannot give you that privilege. You either eat human flesh, or you starve," Caius said blankly. I knew he wasn't sorry at all. I didn't want to argue, so I stormed back to my room.
I refused to join everyone when they fed. I planned to remain stoic. In the end they would realise I was weakening, and give in. They would have to let me eat, or otherwise I would die; surely they wouldn't want to lose such a unique guard member.
A week passed, and I realised how week I was growing. I blacked out more frequently, and I came to the conclusion that they weren't going to give in. They were expecting me to give in first.
NessiePOV
The rest of the week passed by quickly. I continued to have nightmares, and every time, someone would be there to comfort me. I looked at myself in the mirror one morning and immediately noticed my belly. It had almost doubled in size. It couldn't be possible. But then I considered my accelerated growth rate in the womb, and how quickly the wolves grew. I realised it wasn't actually that surprising. I felt a little nudge inside me, and caressed my stomach lovingly. I threw on an incredibly baggy sweater, and went downstairs.
The door opened just as I sat down, and Alice and Jasper walked in. I jumped up and ran over to Alice.
"I missed you!" I exclaimed, embracing her.
"Nessie, I really think I need to teach you how to dress properly. Let me choose something for you to wear," Alice scolded, but I knew she was only joking.
"No!" I snapped, a little bit too harshly, "No, I'm fine. I'm comfortable in this." I shot Mom a look, and sat down again.
"What's he doing here?" I heard Edward question under his breath, before announcing, "We have a guest." For a second my heart jumped, thinking that maybe Jake had come back; but why would Dad say a guest if it was Jake?
Esme skipped towards the door and opened it. I had my back turned, so I couldn't see who was at the door. However, I could hear a fluttering heartbeat, and the distinct smell of human and vampire, together in one person. Why was he here, now?
A.N. So, can anyone guess who the Cullens' surprise visitor is? Don't forget to review, and keep suggesting POVs! Will try and update soon, but not sure when. Byeee for now!