The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: # 9

Pen Name: Paralighter4ever

Pairing/Character(s): Jacob/Renesmee

Rating: T

Word Count: 463

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"Let's stop here, Jacob," I said, riding on Jacob's back.

He growled and nodded. I slid off his furry, hairy back and onto the cool, green grass.

I looked around, covering the hot sun with my hands over my face. From what I could see, we were at a meadow. The mid-high grass swayed the field as a gust of wind blew on it. Mixes of purple, white, and yellow flowers stuck out with the grass, creating a rainbow-colored effect. To the left, I heard the bubbling sound of a creek. The forest trees heavily surrounded the meadow, their dark, ominous, green branches and leaves compared with the light of the inside had a light-vs-dark effect, making the whole scene even more beautiful.

I think this was Mom and Dad's meadow.

Before they died.

A hard lump formed in my throat, and tears filled my eyes. I lay back and felt my tears slip into my ears.

Jacob, now fully clothed, lay back beside me.

"This was their meadow, wasn't it," I said, not in the form of a question.

"I'd never actually seen it, but when your mom described it, it'd probably be this." He said.

I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent of nature and my parents.

"Nessie," Jacob started, but I shushed him.

"I just need a moment," I whispered, with my eyes still closed, "I just…need to feel them here."

Jake stayed quiet, and I just focused on my breathing.

It was like I could see them behind my eyelids, my mom and dad sitting where Jake and I were, at this very moment. Mom's gorgeous, long, brown curls blowing in the wind, Dad tucking in a hair behind her ear. Mom's smile. Dad's chuckle. The sun reflected on their skin, tiny diamonds sparkling on the grass. Mom's holding me, just a baby girl, in her arms, Dad's kiss on my head.

Then the attack.

The Volturi.

Screaming, yelling.

Dad racing, carrying me home.

Me looking behind Dad's shoulder, seeing Mom's dead body on the grass.

Me crying hysterically.

Dad passing me over to Auntie Rosalie's arms. Her shushing me gently, sadly.

The Volturi taking Dad away.

I opened my eyes, and sat up quickly.

I couldn't breathe, and I had to take a few million breaths to calm myself.

Jake wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me close.

I sobbed into his chest, and he laced his fingers in mine.

"I miss them." I breathed.

"I know, me too." He mumbled sadly in my hair.

We both sighed, and I sent a silent prayer to them both.