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Chapter 34: Move Away

I woke up in Jacob's arms; neither of us was wearing much, in fact, it was less than that; and we only had a sheet covering us. I was cradled in his arms and his even breaths fanned out across my face. He looked so serene and peaceful as he slept, and for a moment I was envious. Was I that peaceful in sleep? I relaxed back into Jacob's arms and closed my eyes.

I didn't know how long I had been asleep but my current state of fatigue told me it hadn't been long enough. I wasn't sure what had woken me up but remnants of my dream swirled behind my eyes. Someone had been calling my name.

I let my eyes open again slowly when I realized that once again slumber had escaped me because of my constantly working brain. With everything that was going on it was getting harder to shut it down or tune it out. After I was lucky enough to fall asleep, if I happened to wake long enough to think of anything, it would disturb me. It was frustrating as all hell, and it made me irritable.

I didn't move though, I was comfortable in Jacob's arms. With the silence and my distraction heavily asleep next to me, my mind refocused on my situation. I hated that my mind continually traveled that avenue but it was the most prevalent thing in my life at the moment. I was almost tempted to wake Jacob and lose myself in him again; I didn't though. I knew he was probably sleeping less than I was, and if having me here gave him the opportunity to catch up on sleep, even a little bit; it would appease my concern.

I lay in his dimly lit room; when I looked around, there was hardly any evidence that this room belonged to him at all. There was nothing in this room that screamed, 'that's so Jacob', it's bare walls held nothing that reflected the man I loved. The only indication that he was here was the multitude of sweats and cut offs littered across the floor, and a picture of the two of us leaning against the alarm clock.

I reached out and picked up the picture, letting my fingers brush across the handsome face that smiled from the photograph. He was sat on the porch steps of the house in Darrington and I was sat between his legs, leaning back into his chest looking blissfully happy. I remember the day it was taken, it was only a week after I had confessed how I'd really felt about him.

I placed it back where I found it and sighed gently. Jacob needed a place to feel like he belonged. He spent more time with me in Darrington than he did here and I didn't think that was fair. I decided that I would do something special for him for his birthday. It was only a couple of months away. I would have to ask Alice for her help, and Esme. I would also have to speak to Sam and make sure he knew what was going on. I would have to speak to Seth too; there was a chance he could give away too much in his mind, but I trusted he would keep this secret.

The excitement boiled inside of me as I formulated the plan in my head. I knew my parents wouldn't mind; the whole family loved Jacob. I was sure they'd all want to help, even Rosalie. I made up my mind to talk to my parents on the ride home, my mom was sure to agree and I was sure my dad would welcome the idea as well.

"Nessie,"

I froze, my heart pounded in my chest like a herd of wild horse were stomping around. It was loud in my ears, especially in the silent room. My head swirled to look at Jacob but he was sleeping just as peacefully as he had been. Anyway, I would recognize his voice easily.

The voice in my head was familiar though, and I as soon as it clicked I berated myself for not figuring it out sooner.

"Can you hear me?" He sang sarcastically, there was genuine curiosity there, but also a humor that suggested he knew I could.

I thought about not answering, about ignoring his intrusion in my mind; but I wasn't sure if that was how it worked. I was also agitated and scared. I didn't want to listen to his taunting call in my head. Maybe if I just answered him he'd leave me alone.

'Yes, Will, but I don't appreciate the interruption. What do you want?' I thought at him, annoyed that he had interrupted my planning.

"Ara wants to see you,"

My heart pounded again, and my breathing rattled from my lungs with a shake of fear. Why would she try and contact me now? I knew she didn't want to apologize. Iniquitous liars didn't tend to apologize to their intended targets for their premeditated plans of moral demise. For all I cared she could keep wanting. I had no desire to see her yet; her betrayal was still an open wound for me.

'And why's that?' There was an edge to my thoughts and I hoped that it wasn't filtered out in the process.

"Come now Nessie; did you honestly think she would let you get away after she'd put so much work into her scheme. She won't rest until you give her what she wants."

'It's not going to happen Will, why don't you scurry along and relay the message. I'm not going to change who I am just to please her sick curiosity.' I snapped hoping my mind didn't show how nervous I really was. If I'd been able to block him out I would have. I shouldn't have answered him. He'd have thought he was out of range or something.

"Your as pathetic as she said you were, Renesmee. To be quite honest I don't think you have a choice."

'Oh, and why's that?'

"Because he'll die anyway." He snapped, his mental voice full of satisfaction.

My heart slowed in my chest and my breathing stopped completely. My head turned to Jacob for a second but I realized he wasn't the one Will was referring to. The nagging that had been in the back of my mind exploded into the forefront. Matthew! The one person in my family's plan that hadn't been protected, the one person not strong enough to defend himself against Will or Ara, the person that carried Ara's object of desire. If I ignored this, would she kill him anyway, just to spite me?

My stomach churned and lurched, I tried to keep still so I wouldn't wake Jacob. With my free hand I covered my mouth and released a quiet cry of horror. How could I have been so stupid? How could I have overlooked this?

"I'm guessing your silence means you've figured it out. Ara says if you want him, you'll have to figure out where to find them. I'm sure you realize she wants you to come alone; that if your family is with you, she'll snap his neck."

'Where, I don't understand. How could I possibly find her?'

"She's says you'll figure it out, Goodbye Nessie."

'No, wait,'

It was useless, only silence filled my head now and it was my own again. I slid out from under Jacob's arms and tiptoed to the end of the bed, pulling on my clothes. I didn't know why my decision was so immediate, why I was so certain of what I had to do; my body just seemed to move without thought.

I once again found myself glad that my decisions were fuzzy to Alice, because she would be certain to call my parents, right before calling me to stall me. She would see the outcome of my decision, but that was it.

Jacob would hate me for doing this to him, for leaving him behind. He would hate me for leading myself into danger for a kid that had caused so much trouble in my short life; but I couldn't live with that on my conscience. I would always know it was my fault.

I sat on the edge of the bed and watched Jacob sleep as I stumbled through my mind trying to find out where she would be. I knew it would be secluded; Ara wasn't stupid enough to be somewhere humans would see what she was doing. Would Orion know? She knew her sister well enough to . . .

My thoughts stopped, Orion, of course. Her dream had been about this moment, she thought her sister had been in danger, but I was beginning to see where we were wrong. She was the danger. I also knew where she would be. The water, the trees, she was at the beach on the lake.

My heart pounded in my chest as the realization hit me. It was so obvious; it was always about Ara's betrayal. I stood up and slid out of the door; I walked slowly into the kitchen and rifled through the drawer by the phone, knowing there was paper and a pen there. I pulled it out and started writing.

Jake,
I'm sorry I had to do this, but Ara has Matthew and I can't have his death on my conscience. She'll kill him if I bring anyone with me. I'm sorry I'm putting you through this again; I hope you understand.
I love you so much, but I have to try. I've taken your car. Sorry.I know this note is cryptic but she'll know the moment I arrive if I lie to her or betray her in any way. I've never been a good liar, but you already knew that.
Orion's dream was wrong, Jake; Ara was never in danger, she was the danger. Think about the dream and you'll find us. It's all I can give you, please call my parents and let them know what's going on.I love you, I'm sorry,
Ness.

I didn't realize I was crying until a tear dropped on the paper I was scribbling the note on. I hoped that he would decipher it in time to help me. What I had said was right, my emotions would betray me if I told him where to find me. This way, I gave them the clues they needed to find me without betraying Ara. I could answer her questions knowing they were the truth.

I wasn't stupid enough to run straight to them on the basis that she would have Matthew. I didn't trust her enough to do that. I laid the note on the pillow next to Jacob and kissed him as lightly as I could without disturbing him. I hated this, especially knowing there was a chance neither Matthew nor I would survive.

Will was strong, he was a full-blooded vampire and it wouldn't take much to rip me apart and burn the pieces. The thought made me shudder but I had to keep my composure. I didn't want to face them weak. I needed to be strong, and I needed to make sure I wasn't a threat to Matthew. I didn't have time to hunt so I would have to grab something from Jacob's kitchen and hope it was enough.

I slid from his bedroom once more and picked up the keys from the counter Jacob always dropped them on. I made my way to the fridge and pulled it open, it was practically empty, and so I pulled open some cabinets. There was a shelf labeled Paul and I couldn't help but laugh. Billy had finally got him to bring his own food. I pulled out a large bag of Dortitos and mentally made a note to replace them if I ever got out of this.

I pulled open the door slowly trying to avoid the squeak I knew was coming. I pulled the door towards the hinges knowing it would stop the sound from filling the house. I couldn't wake Jacob up, he would stop me, and selfishly, I almost wished he would.

I stepped out into the dimming mid morning light, a storm was brewing. I could hear the waves crashing against the cliffs and smell the salt water as it filled the air. The silence that followed the crashes confirmed just how bad the storm would be. I looked around the reservation, as the human scents mingled with the salty air.

Life was going on as it always did and I found I was jealous. I envied these people their simple life; they were protected without knowing the circumstance surrounding that luxury. Whether they chose not to acknowledge it or were simply ignorant to what was going on around them, I envied that blissful carefree lifestyle.

I was glad Jacob hadn't parked in the garage as I made my way to the car. My eyes kept vigilant looking around me, knowing there was a chance I could get caught. I hoped that the wolves running patrol would let me get a head start before alerting Jacob to my disappearance.

I slid into the car and started the engine; waiting as the engine caught and turned over; I turned off my cell phone knowing they would attempt to call me. I breathed a sigh of relief as the engine turned over, and I threw it into reverse. I turned the wheel and pulled away from the red house, Watching as it grew smaller in the rearview mirror; a small part of me hoped I would see Jacob appearing through the door. He was always saving me, and I had to trust that this time, he would come through again.

I pushed the gas as soon as the house disappeared around a corner; it propelled forwards, the green trees flew past me as I drove straight toward Seattle. I didn't have the patience for the ferry and I didn't have the time either. I was sure there would be a well-developed line in the small port by now and I couldn't risk anyone catching up with me yet.

I had to beat them there; I had to make sure I was even ahead of my family in Darrington. I stomped on the gas again hoping the needle would drive further into the right of the dial. I needed time to be on my side today. I knew my parents were in Forks and I knew I had to avoid it so I took the back roads out of La Push, and hit the 101 south of Forks.

I hoped Alice wouldn't see the outcome to my decision. If she did I was sure it was so jumbled she wouldn't make sense of it. I knew she'd been blind to me while I was with Jacob, and I was sure she was wondering why she could see my fuzziness now; when my parents hadn't made the decision to come and get me. She would be suspicious, but I hoped she would assume that the beach she was seeing was in La Push and the break in vision was because I was with Anna. I tried to make that decision, but it was useless, I was on my path. Was my future set in stone?

Being alone with my thoughts, I started to hope that Orion hadn't had a more definitive dream, if she had figured out what I had, she would surely hurry to stop her sister before I could get there. She would alert my family and they would, without realizing it, kill Matthew. Every avenue my mind traveled down didn't give me much hope anyway, but I couldn't cling to the negative, I had to let some light through to balance me out.

I was lucky as I passed through Seattle; there wasn't much traffic as I flew past the large buildings. There didn't seem to be any police either. I wound around the cars that were scattered along the freeway. I laughed as I realized I didn't even know what day it was. Where would Matthew be? Would anyone miss him?

I took the exit that would lead me straight to Darrington and cursed the road works that had the traffic at a stand still. Had this been here this morning? I waited patiently as a man with a bright yellow vest waved traffic through the obstruction. This one lane highway wasn't doing me any favors. I knew I could weave through the cars ahead of me once I was past the traffic that lined the other side waiting for their chance to get through.

"Come on, come on," I mumbled gripping onto the steering wheel and shaking it violently. I was normally a patient person but these were extenuating circumstances and I didn't have time to be held up in this moment.

I saw my chance at and took it at the first opportunity I had. There weren't many flat out straights along this road and I needed to take it while the other side was clear. There was a small space three cars up and I was sure I could make it before we hit the next curve.

I stomped on the gas again and swerved out around the car ahead of me. I gained speed as I moved up the line, but before I was where I needed to be, a car came barreling around the corner that I was rapidly approaching. I swallowed the profanity I wanted to scream and pushed the pedal all the way to the ground, hoping it would be enough.

The car careening towards me was flashing its lights, and I could hear the horn blaring as they let off the gas. I pulled on the wheel and coasted into the spot I had been aiming for; the horn of the other car passed me in a distorted blur of sound as my heart hammered into my throat. That had been too close for comfort, but I needed the advantage.

The bumper of the rabbit was almost touching the car ahead of me as I impatiently waited for another opportunity. In an attempt to dissuade me from my behavior they constantly stomped on their brakes, and gave me the finger. I eased off knowing it wasn't helping the situation.

My fingers were angrily tapping the steering wheel as I waited for a ray of hope to open in front of me. The shoulder of the road opened up the further we traveled and I took my chance. I flew down the side of the traffic and hoped I could get in front of most of the traffic before it ended again.

Horns blared as I passed dangerously close to the cars on the road; but I managed to get ahead and left them behind me as I took the road I needed to take me directly into Darrington. I remembered the house my mother had taken me too the morning she showed me Matthew was alive. I slid to a stop and climbed out quickly making my way to the door at the front.

I tapped on the door and bounced on the spot waiting for anyone to answer. A woman answered, she was gentle looking but her clothes were immaculate and there wasn't a hair out of place on her head. A string of pearls sat comfortably against her neck. Her black slacks and baby blue sweater were a perfect contrast to her fair skin. Alice would appreciate her fashion sense. She smiled warmly at me as she opened the door.

"Hello,"

"Eh, hi," Great planning ahead Renesmee! I had no idea what to say to this woman. "Um, is Matthew home?"

The woman frowned delicately as she appraised me with her eyes. She narrowed them briefly before they lit up with surprise. "Are you Runuzmay?"

I nodded not bothering to correct her pronunciation. She tipped her head pleasantly and smiled again. I wanted to shake her and scream at her, to tell her that this was her son's life she was holding in her procrastinating hands.

"He should be at school."

"Oh, ok thanks."

"Wasn't he there?"

"Um, I haven't been in school for a few weeks; there was, um, an, uh, family emergency."

"Oh, well he should be there. Is everything alright?"

"I just needed to talk to him."

"Okay,"

"Bye," I smiled and ran towards the rabbit again cursing my stupidity.

Mrs. Derby stood at the door with a bemused smile on her face. I pulled open the door of the car and slid in, I'd left it idling so I didn't need to hope for it to start. I pulled away from the house slowly; hoping it wouldn't alarm the unsuspecting woman stood waving at me pleasantly from the door.

As soon as I turned the corner I hit the gas again hoping to get to the school quickly. I didn't know how long it had been since I left La Push, and I wasn't sure how long it would take Jacob to notice my absence. If Matthew wasn't at school, there was only one place he could be. It would mean Ara was telling the truth.

The school lot was full but quiet when I turned into it. My eyes roamed the lot looking for Matthew's car. I saw it in its usual spot next to Tommy's truck. My breathing became laborious once again as I pulled the Rabbit to a stop outside of the school and pulled the keys out of the ignition as I pushed the door open. The principal wasn't being subtle about his glaring; he'd pulled open a large hole in his blinds so I would see him.

I waved at him once before disappearing into the school; what time is it? I looked up to the wall I knew carried a clock it was almost lunchtime; he should be in Trig. I ran down the corridors to the right class and burst through the door.

Every face in the room looked up at me bewildered, immediately heads leaned into one another as they whispered to each other. I saw Tommy sitting in his usual seat but Matthew was nowhere to be found. I couldn't even smell him.

"Tommy," his name came out strained as I stared at him. He looked flustered before looking around the room again. He looked behind him once and then back at me wide eyed. Did he think there was another Tommy sat behind him? He really was an idiot.

"Uh, yes?" He finally answered.

"Where's Matthew?"

Tommy's eyes narrowed and a smirk formed on his lips. The arrogant little prick, I couldn't believe he was still making crap up in his head. I planned to get back at him if I made it through this. He would suffer for all the years of crap he'd given Anna and I.

"Tommy, focus! Where. Is. Matthew?"

"He left with some hot chick." he said looking at the teacher, I could tell his was cursing himself for giving up his friends whereabouts in front of an authoritative figure.

"When?"

Tommy sighed and relaxed his shoulders. "Before second."

I turned on my heel and ran from the room, but I wasn't lucky enough. I ran straight into the principal, he stumbled back a couple of steps from the force in which I'd hit him. He looked a little dazed, but he easily found composure again. Could this day get any worse?

"Miss Masen,"

"Mr. Palmer," I said sarcastically.

His eyes narrowed as he glared me. "What exactly are you doing on school premises? Your family said you were unwell, and you were going to be home schooled for the rest of the semester."

"Yes sir, I'm feeling much better thank you, I just needed to find someone. It's urgent."

"Then you come to the office young lady, you don't run around the school unannounced."

"I apologize sir, but I should really get going, I'm still quite contagious."

Mr. Palmer backed away from me and nodded. I sighed a breath of relief and took off towards the doors.

So it was true, Ara had Matthew. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. She wanted me to drink from him, the only way she would get that was if I showed up, so either way he would die. What was the point of all of this? How was I, of all people, going to save him?

I climbed into the Rabbit and started it, letting idle on the curb while I tried to gather my thoughts.

'Will,' I said his name calmly and waited for a response.

"Nessie, have you figured out where to meet us yet?"

'I have, but what's the point?'

"What do you mean, what's the point? You'll save his life."

'How?' I asked angrily. 'If I come and drink from him, he's dead; if I don't show up, he's dead. Where is the motivation to come to you? What do I get for doing what you're asking me too?'

There was silence in my head and from the corner of my eye I saw the principal coming outside. I waved to him briefly before pulling away from the school and heading out to the highway. I was waiting for an answer in my head, before I got one I noticed the direction I was driving in. I sighed and continued on.

A/N: It's Thursday :) I'm back on schedule . . . Nessie finally figured out what had been plaguing her this whole time. It was pretty freaking obvious, but she was distracted so I have to let her off. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was quite fun to write because of the desperation. And Tommy is an idiot lmao!!

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