Renesmee's POV:
"Come on, daddy! No fair"
My dad had won Connect 4 5 times today. He was always so good at board games! Plus, he could read minds; cheater.
"Hey, this time I earned my role" Dad explained to me.
I touched his face. You say that every time, I thought.
"The best player wins" He said, winking. I stuck my tongue out at him.
"C'mere!" Dad said, chasing me around the living room. I giggled and my face was blood red. I loved being chased. He tickled me on the couch.
"Daddy!" I whined.
"You asked for it!" He said, laughing.
Momma came in and observed the moment between us. Dad and I both smiled at her. Dad ran his fingers through my hair as I sat on his lap.
"It's 7:30" Mom told us. "Time for bed"
"Night, Daddy" I told him.
"Night, Sweetie" Dad said and kissed me on the cheek. As soon as he let me go I ran right into Momma's arms.
"Come on" She whispered. I jumped into my bed and got under the covers. Momma grinned at me and laid beside me. I touched her face. What story are you reading tonight, Momma? I thought. She pulled out a book with trees on the cover.
"Robert Frost" She said, smiling "I studied one of his poems in high school"
I hated little kid books. They were annoying and unentertaining. Adult books were so much better, especially when Mom read them.
"I left you in the morning, and in the morning glow, you walked a way beside me to make me sad to go" Mom read. "Do you know me in the gloaming, gaunt and dusty gray with roaming? Are you dumb because you know me not, or dumb because you know?"
As she read, I thought about Jacob. I hoped he wasn't mad at me. I sort of ignored him today playing with the other wolves. But I didn't mean to. I just wanted to make the other wolves happy. Jacob was my best friend, and nothing could change that. I liked these wolves, anyway. They seemed cute and friendly.
But why didn't he come out to play with us? Was he jealous? The worst thing I could ever do was hurt Jacob's feelings.
"All for me and not a question for the faded flowers gray…"
Mom seemed a little concerned too. She looked at us once in a while out the window, but whenever I looked back she just smiled. I didn't want to be a feeling hurter. I want to be kind and friendly to everyone. I love my family and friends. Their my whole life. But I didn't want to be helping someone while hurting someone.
"That could take me from beside you for the ages of a day?"
I rubbed my eyes. This was a really relaxing poem. But not enough to relieve me from this…stress. I hoped that tomorrow would be a better day. I just wanted to sleep; to escape reality.
Mom closed her book as soon as she saw the expression on my face. She rubbed my forehead.
"Is something wrong?" She asked. I looked up at her and sighed.
"Hm?" Mom asked, kissing my forehead.
I cuddled my pillow "I'm just really tired" I explained.
"You know, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here. You know that, right?"
I nodded. She cuddled me and kissed my cheeks.
"I love you so much" Momma told me, hugging me.
"I love you, too, Mom"
I dreamt that I was wearing a white dress with a pink ribbon. My hair was all done up in elegant curls. I was walking through the loveliest meadow. I saw the prettiest purple flowers. I ran to pick them up. I ran through the forest so I could show them to my family. But then I tripped…
A crackling sound woke me up. It came from the outside of my window. I looked at my clock. It was 1:00 am. I sat up on the bed, got on my knees, and leaned toward the window. Then something growled. I gasped. I put my blanket over my body. Then I heard whooshing sounds coming from down the hall. My bedroom door was open seconds later.
"What happened?!" Mom demanded. I pointed to the window. Mom was about to approach, but Dad grabbed her arm.
"Stay with Nessie" He instructed her.
Mom sat beside me on the bed and cradled me on her lap. Dad opened the window. Momma squeezed my hand lightly. Dad gazed out the window. When we heard him sigh, we no longer hesitated. A grayish blue blur came to the window. It was my wolf friend. Mom hit her face.
"Someone wants to see you" Dad said, looking at me. I walked to the window and stood next to Dad. The wolf grinned at me. He turned back, gesturing to the two other wolves, who looked like they were patrolling the cottage. I smiled awkwardly and waved. The wolves howled into the night.
"Guy's, go home" I said as sweetly as I could. "Get some rest. I'll be right here"
They hesitated but left into the woods. I turned back to my parents, who were staring at me as if I was the most adorable child crying. I put my head down, blushing and touched my mother's face.
Sorry, I thought with humiliation. Momma stroked my cheek.
"It's not your fault" She assured me. She and dad tucked me into bed, giving me kisses on my both of my cheeks.
"Good night" They said. After the shut the door, I cuddled my pillow. I loved those wolves, but they were starting to get a little bit annoying. Hopefully this will all get straightened out.
Tomorrow was even worse. Not only did the wolves want to protect me, but they just kept on following me. They watched me from outside the window reading a book in Carlisle's study; they followed me on a hunting trip with my parents, not even hunting. They watched Alice do my hair and saw me on the phone. They even stood outside the bedroom to watch me take my naps.
Everyone else was ten times as creeped out as I was. Alice went shopping most of the day so she could see her visions, Carlisle stayed in his study all day. Rosalie, Jasper, Emmett and Momma had to go hunting almost every day because the house smelled so bad. Jacob even wasn't around as often, but always came back shortly. He was helping his dad at home. The only ones that were willing to stay were Dad and Esme.
Everyone was home the day they were by the kitchen table to watch me drink blood. My family stared at the wolves with their eyes wide and disgusted. I rubbed the wolf's fur, trying to soothe them. I couldn't hurt them. They were my friends. It wasn't long until people started leaving.
"I have to run to the beauty store" Alice said.
"I need new tires" Emmett said, tugging Rosalie's hand.
"Carlisle, we have to return our books to the library" Jasper reminded Carlisle.
"That's right" Carlisle answered "Esme, why don't you come along?"
Esme walked downstairs with them. She looked at me with remorse. It was just me, Mom, Dad and the wolves. They held each others hands.
The blue-gray wolf ducked his head underneath my chin. I hugged him. Even though these wolves were insane, they were loveable. But then I saw my parent's reactions. They looked so worried and looked like they were ready to attack. My eyes filled with water and I ran upstairs.
"Renesmee!" Mom called. I started sobbing. I ran right past Jacob as he came up the stairs. Mom probably would have come after me, but Dad was restraining her. The wolves whined. I slammed the door of my father's old room and hid my face in the pillow.
Why couldn't everyone just be happy? I was causing everybody pain. The family was going away because of me. My Mother fed every day because of me.
They all suffered because of me.