Chapter 12: The Truth
Nessie's POV
I listened to Jacob's slow and steady breathing. I could hear his paws hitting the Earth. Propelling him faster and faster and faster with each step he took. It was almost like being back in the saddle again. Only this was so much better. It was odd in a way because I was used to being in total control. This time my animal, also known as Jacob, was in complete control of the situation. It didn't scare me the way it normally would have if it were any other animal.
The feeling of the wind hitting my face made me smile. It always gave me such a rush when the wind hit my body. The other difference was speed. A racehorse maxed out about 40-45 miles per hour max. Depending on what horse you were on. An incredibly speed to be at on the back of a powerful animal. Jacob, on the other hand, ran so much faster than any horse I'd ever ridde. Including Wolf. If I had to guess I'd say we were traveling at 100 miles per hour or more.
Suddenly I had a flashback to the last time I had ridden on Jacob's back. It was when we were escaping the Volturi. I'd gotten so tired of holding on as tightly as I could that I lost my grip and fell. I'd just watched in shock as Jacob kept running without me.
I took a deep breath. That wasn't going to happen this time. I wouldn't lose my grip on his fur. Even if I did I knew he would notice this time and come back for me. When Jacob started to slow down I knew we were getting close to the house. Jacob stopped and lowered himself so that I could get off. With some difficulty I managed to do just that.
He stood up, shook himself off, and walked over to the woods. A minute later he returned in human form. My breath got caught in my throat at the sight of my favorite wolf. He had such a beautiful body that I couldn't help but notice and admire. If I didn't already have a boy friend, and there wasn't such a huge age difference between Jake and I, I would want to be with him in every way imaginable. Did Jacob even own a shirt? I'd have to find out later on.
"Come on Nessie," he said as he lifted me up in his arms. His warm, muscled arms. I rested my head on his chest and listened to the steady soothing sound of his heart beating. I felt safe, warm, and protected in his arms. More than I did at any other time. My worries just melted away and I felt whole and complete. It was probably just a figment of my imagination but I could feel a connection between us. One that I couldn't explain.
"I still can't believe that you've kept this to yourself the entire time,"
Oh shit he was still angry. Way to burst my happy bubble.
"I'm sorry Jacob," was all I could say. "Please don't be mad,"
"I'm not mad at you personally Nessie I am just mad. Mad that you have been in danger since before we even reunited and you've been unprotected this entire time,"
"They are all going to be mad aren't they?"
"I imagine your father already is. Considering he is most likely already reading both my and your mind right now,"
I shuddered at the thought of my father being angry. This was something that had to be done though. I always knew I would not be able to pull off keeping this secret for very long. It was just that now my time had officially run out.
As we were going up the front porch the door suddenly opened. My father was standing in the doorway. I could not get a good read on his mood. Did he in fact know why Jacob brought me back here?
"Yours and Jacob's thoughts have been pretty loud,"
I gulped nervously.
"Nessie why didn't you say anything sooner!?"
"Say what?" mom instantly appeared at her side. After so many years of being around humans it was a little jarring to see someone move so abnormally fast.
"It turns out that Renesmee has been keeping a pretty big secret from everyone. Perhaps it's best that she explains to the whole family.
Yup my dad was angry. I could definitely hear it in his voice. Though whether he was angry at me, or just at the situation like Jacob, was anyone's guess. Jacob carried me into the house. For a second I wished that I had my wheelchair. I would've tried to escape. Even though I would not have gotten very far.
The whole family was gathered in the living room. All eyes were on me as Jacob put me on the couch. Unluckily for me Sophie was asleep. Poor girl. At least she was safe here. Especially now that aunt Rosalie had killed all the men that tortured her.
"Renesmee Carlie Cullen stop delaying already and tell us everything that happened. Starting with the 'accident'" I could almost hear the quotation marks in my dad's voice.
"Okay fine," I took a deep breath. "It was not an accident. I think the Volturi had something to do with why my horse went crazy and threw me. When we were running toward the finish line I saw a young blonde girl with red eyes in the stands. She was probably 12 or maybe 13 years old max. She looked at me and then my horse and that's when he went crasy,"
"Jane," grandpa Carlisle said.
"Oh God," grandma Esme's hand flew to her mouth.
"It was Jane," mom cried.
"Who is this Jane?" I asked.
"She's part of the Volturi guard," dad began explaining. "The guard comprises of gifted members. Their main purpose is to protect Aro, Caius, and Marcus. Jane is one of their most offensive weapons because she had the power to create an illusion of pain in one's mind,"
"What?" I was not understanding anything.
"Jane's gift is to create an illusion of pain in her target's mind," dad said. "When she is using using her gift on you it feels like you're burning alive at the stake. It feels like every single part of your body is on fire. She is one of the most powerful, and feared, vampires in existence,"
I felt multiple shivers run down my spine. Well the part of my spine I could feel anyways. Now it all made sense. This Jane had used her gift on Wolf that day. He hadn't gone crazy the way everyone else thought. He was being tortured by a supernatural gift. She tortured him to kill me.
I then went on to tell them all about Aro's visit to the hospital. The threats he had made that day. I told them everything. As expected my family was mad that I'd kept this from them. But mostly they were scared for me. Scared for my safety. Scared they would lose me again.
As worried as I was about how this conversation would go down I felt relieved. Relieved that I was no longer carrying this huge burden on my shoulders. Yes I was still in danger but now my family was aware of it. It was decided that from now on my family would take shifts guarding me at my house. We didn't have a solid plan on what to do about the Volturi but there was a plan in place to keep me safe.
Jacob took me back home that night. He had volunteered to be the first 'guardian'. I was just happy to be back in Jacob's arms again. His warm, bare, muscled chest.
"Jacob can I ask you something?"
"What's wrong?" Jacob asked sounding very worried.
"Do you own a shirt?"
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