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"What are you doing?!" Huilen and Nahuel asked at the same time.
They had come to talk to me, or torture me some more, and they'd found Joham
here with me.
"I was just making sure she was comfortable at least" Joham said without the slightest hesitation.
"Move aside" Nahuel told him.
Joham did so with a wary look in his eyes.
"Are you alright Renesmee?" Nahuel asked.
I turned my face as evidence; the scars from when he'd slapped me
were more visible now.
"I'm very sorry I hurt you" he said, putting his hand on my face.
I was too tired to even flinch away, and he took this as a good sign.
"There, see? I knew you'd warm up to me" he said cheerfully.
I was annoyed at the fact that my body wouldn't respond the way I wanted it to,
like it was a lifeless mass piled on the floor, unable to move a single muscle.
Suddenly, I got an idea…
It was so simple, I felt stupid for not having thought about it.
Dad can read my thoughts, he could see where I was and then they'd come and rescue me.
There was only one problem with that plan though; I had no idea where I was.
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"…You know, if you'd only agree to marry my nephew, we would release you.
You could walk around, and stretch your legs at least." Huilen said,
snapping me out of my reverie.
And without knowing it, she'd just given me a part of my plan.
I looked up at her, and then at Nahuel and sighed.
"I give up…" I said and my voice sounded broken.
"What?" Nahuel asked, and I looked into his eyes.
"I'll marry you" I whispered.
"We've finally realized the truth have we?"
"Don't push it." I growled and he laughed.
I guess I hadn't changed my expression completely, because I still felt it desperate.
Joham saw this and left. I guess his guilt got to be too much for him, and now
I was completely alone…
"I'll start making the preparations!" Huilen gushed.
"No Huilen, I want this to be as quick and simple as possible."
He looked at me as if for approval, but I just shrugged my shoulders; I'd lost pretty much
lost all hope of being found. His smile was victorious, when he saw my reaction,
and he came over to me and hugged me.
he came over to me, took me in his arms and started kissing me. I wanted to slap him so much, but I figured I'd just let him finish
so I wouldn't get slapped again.
He removed his lips from mine and muttered "Finally" before grabbing my face and pulling it to his again.
Since I'd become more "cooperative" I'd been allowed to leave my hole for a few hours each day, later being permitted to share Nahuel's bed.
I'd refused the second offer, feigning shyness, and I'd gotten away with it.
I couldn't do it, I could not betray Jacob that way, and I couldn't betray myself that way; the thought seemed repugnant to me.
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It didn't matter that they were being nicer to me since I'd agreed to marry Nahuel.
At night, I'd lie in my "bed" and cry myself to sleep, wondering when, and if I'd ever see my loved ones again.
The weeks passed and sooner than I was expecting it to, the wedding day had arrived.
Today is going to drag on forever…I thought.
Huilen came in then, holding my dress, I guessed. I wasn't at all gushing over it like she expected,
but thankfully she attributed my mood to my lack of sleep.
"You really should consider moving in with Nahuel" she told me.
"After the wedding" I told her, even though I had no intention to.
Before long I was dressed, and ready for my disgraceful act.
"You look beautiful Renesmee, you really do" Huilen said.
I nodded, not looking in her direction, and she sighed.
"Don't worry, you'll forget about that Jacob soon enough. You'll be very happy with Nahuel dear"
Her words made me panic for some reason.
Forget Jake? Never! I thought to myself.
I'd never had an experience of hyperventilation, but I could feel my constrict,
making it harder for me to breath normally. I leaned toward the mirror Huilen had placed in my hole specifically for this day,
looked into it and hated my reflection.
Dad, I wish you could figure out where I was, but I don't even know…I though, looking around me.