A/N- Again, don't have much to say here.
I don't own Twilight or Mapquest.
I woke up to someone shaking my shoulders.
"Renesmee! Wake up! Didn't you say you had somewhere to go? It's almost 11!" Dave yelled.
I had never hated anyone more than I did him at that moment.
"Dave! I was sleeping!" I moaned, pulling the sheets back over my head.
"Well, now you're not. Come on! Get up! Your eggs got cold an hour ago!" Mmmmm. Eggs. Yum.
I dragged myself out of my room and into the living room. I plopped down on the couch to watch some TV.
I flipped through the channels for a while trying to find something I could actually interpret.
I was shocked to find NBC in English. But I was more shocked with what I saw on the screen.
Two seniors from Forks high school went missing last night. Both aged 17, named Renesmee Cullen and Dave Newton. Renesmee told her parents she was spending the night at a friend's house, and would be back the next night, and Dave told his parents they were going on a date and would be back later that night. After waiting until midnight for them to return, Mrs. Newton contacted the Cullens.
Search parties from NBC news, Eyewitness news, and the local forks police stations (including Renesmee's grandfather, Charlie Swan) are all looking for the two missing teenagers.
Here we are- live with Charlie Swan at the Cullens house.
"So, Charlie, how is the search for your granddaughter going?"
"It's heartbreaking. She hasn't left any signs of where she is, and we have no idea where she would want to go. Or why she would want to leave." My grandfather sobbed.
I clicked the TV off, angrily.
My body was shaking with sobs.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE! I wanted to scream. Just to let my family know that I'm safe and that I'm doing something that I've needed to do for a while now.
Dave walked in and saw me sobbing. He didn't butt in, but he just walked over, sat down, and took me in his arms. He rocked me for a while, as I shed all of my tears. When there were no tears left, I put on my best half smile and walked to my room to get changed for the events of the day.
When I came out, dressed and ready, I was surprised to find Dave ready, too.
"Where are you going?" I asked him.
"Wherever you're going!" he replied happily.
As if.
"Noooooo way are you coming with me." I warned him firmly.
"Why not?" he asked, testing me.
"Like I said, it's personal."
"So you dragged me all the way to Italy to sit here and do nothing while you engage in your personal crap? I don't think so." He said.
I wasn't sure I would win this one.
"Dave, it's really important. It's not somewhere you would like to be anyway. Not in your…" I paused, looking over his human features, "state." I quickly concluded.
"Fine." He pouted. "Then I pick where we go tomorrow." He declared.
"Fine." I agreed.
I gave him a quick hug and ran out the door. I called a limo and told him the address I had found on Mapquest.
It was known to the public as an Italian renaissance museum, but everyone had had enough of it years ago and never went. Now, the only time people went there, was when they had those festivals with the red gowns. The one where my dad tried to kill himself.
We pulled up to the long, winding hill and memories flooded back to me. I had never been here, I just remembered from how my mom had described it.
I said thank you to my driver and started up the long hill.
I stopped walking when I saw a water fountain. I remembered from what my mom told me about her trip to save my dad.
Also, I saw a big concrete building with pillars and a clock over it.
This is it. I thought. I am really here.
A/N- Cliff hanger!
Hope you liked it! Also, hope my descriptions weren't too vague!
Until next time,
Bry
