Chapter 14: Life and Death

Nessie's POV

"Dad! Dad! Dad!" I cried over and over again. The tears streaming down my face so much that I could hardly see. I held onto my father. I didn't care that blood was getting all over me. None of that mattered. Nothing mattered anymore.

The police and paramedics busted the door wide open. I couldn't let go of my father. I would not listen when they told me to release my father. I had to be pried away from him. I was inconsolable as the police led me away from the crime scene. Keeping it together long enough to tell them what happened proved to be an impossible task. Not even Rexy could keep my anxiety at bay.

First my sister and now my father. I couldn't do this again. Watch someone I love deeply die. I could not do it. I just could not handle it.

"Renesmee I understand this is very upsetting but it is important that you tell us what happened. In as much detail as you possibly can. That way we can catch the people who did this," the kindly officer said.

I took a deep breath but nothing worked. I wanted to help the police but I just couldn't. Mentally I could not handle anymore. I just wanted to get to the hospital and be with my father. He had to be Omaha. He just had to be okay.

The officer sighed. "Kid is there anyone we should call?"

I suddenly remembered my mother who was away on business. She had no idea what was going on!

"My mom. She is away on business. I don't know if I can do it though," I sniffled. "I can't-" I stopped as another son wracked my chest. I couldn't talk anymore.

"It is okay Renesmee. I will give her a call. I'll get you to the hospital so that you can be with your dad,"

I could not talk anymore because of the tears so I just nodded my head. Why did I have to have all the rotten luck in the world? What are the chances that i witness the death of two of my family members? Seeing my father stabbed like that was not an image I would ever be able to erase from my brain. Just like the image of my sister dying. Only this was different. This was attempted murder, just plain murder if my father did not make it.

I barely even noticed when I got into the police car and I was driven to the hospital. I barely even noticed when we arrived at the hospital. All I could think about was my father being brutally stabbed. All I could think about was how fleeting life was and how certain death was. All I could hope for was that my father would somehow pull through.

I was taken to a waiting area once we arrived. There was no news yet about my father. So I just sat, waited, and prayed that he would live. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a doctor appeared.

"Renesmee?"

"That's-that's me," I gulped nervously and tearfully.

The doctor looked at me sadly and I instantly knew. I just knew the truth before he even said it.

"We did everything we could to save your father but it was too late. There was to much blood loss and there was nothing we could do,"

I fell to my knees and cried. I was overwhelmed by grief. My dad was dead. My dad was brutally murdered. I would never see him again. I could not even begin to imagine what my life would be like without him. He was my father. The man who raised me and loved me despite all of my problems. I loved him just as much as I loved my vampire father. Just like I loved my mom as much as I loved my human mom.

My human mom arrived just a few hours later. It was early morning when she arrived. She had took the next flight home as soon as she received the phone call from the police. Seeing the devastation on her face when she received the news of my father's death was gut wrenching. The only time I remembered seeing her in that much pain was when I attempted suicide.

We hugged and cried for I didn't even know how long. It could have been seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, and even years and I would not have noticed. The only thing that I was absolutely certain of was my father's death. I didn't want to believe he was dead but he was.

The police interviewed me again while I was there. This time I was determined to stay calm enough to tell them things exactly as they happened. I wanted to describe my father's killers in as much detail as I possibly could. I wanted to catch my father's murders so they would pay for what they did.

We went home soon after. Neither mom or I said anything the whole way home. I knew that if I said anything I would cry again. Mom looked defeated. I knew it wouldn't be long before we were both in tears again.

As soon as we went home I went straight up to my room and started crying again. The reality of the situation was to much for me to handle. Rexy curled up in my bed right next to me. His whimpering and the distraught look on his face told me that he was grieving as well. We all were. I couldn't stand the idea that I was never going to see my father again.

My phone rang a few hours later. I was not going to answer it until I saw that it was my vampire mother.

"Hello,"

"Nessie. Baby I heard what happened. I'm so sorry,"

"He's dead," was the only thing I could say.

"Carlisle and the other doctors did everything they could to save him," she said. "There was no way he could survive. Not as a human anyway,"

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