Chapter Two: Mauled to death.

Renesme:

As my eyes fluttered open, I noticed I was sleeping on top of Jacob. I breathed in his scent. Despite the burning sensation that ran up my nose, he smelled delirious. I took in deep breaths of his scent, trying to ignore the burning pain that shot up my nose. He began to move, and I hushed him silently, stroking his hair. I noticed he had cut it. It was short and spiky.

I ran my fingers over hi arms. His muscles where absolutely inviting. An odd thought, but, they looked as if they were there to be touched. His skin was radiating none stop heat. I laid my head back down on his chest, and snuggled deeper into his chest.

He moved slightly, and I tumbled off of him, and the bed to the floor. I made a slight noise, and Jacob gasped, sitting up instantly. He looked over the bed side down at me. His eyes grew. He jumped off of the bed, and lifted me off of the ground. He was still fully clothed. It made me frown slightly, not being able to see his bare skin. So I settled at his delicious looking arms.

"Are you okay?" he asked, when I was scooped up into his arms.

"Yeah," I said shyly. "I'm fine." I looked up at Jacob through my eyelashes. I batted them once... twice... three times.

He sighed, and sat on my bed with me still in his firm grasp. "How was your rest?" he broke the silence between the two of us.

I couldn't really remember anything. Except giving him his bag of chips, like the little suck up I was. So I changed the topic. "What's today?"

"It's Sunday..." he stated, raising his eyebrow.

I didn't answer his curious face. I began tracing his collar bones with my small fingers. Jacob began rubbing small circles onto my back. I immediately relaxed, and snuggled into his radiating heated chest. My eyelids decided at that moment, to flutter shut.

I woke again, with Jacob. I smiled up at him, as he stared down into my eyes. He peered into them, as if to look for something. Or inspecting. I finally looked away, uncomfortable.

He nuzzled his nose into my hair, and his lips reached my ear, with a light whisper. "I have to go."

My eyes pricked with tears at the thought of him leaving me. "Okay," I said through my tight throat.

"I hope you had a good rest," he smiled.

I looked up at him, and returned the small smile. "I did," I lied. I didn't even remember sleeping...

"Good," his smile grew. He stood up, and set me on my bed.

I watched as he stalked out of my room. A small, warm tear ran down my cheek. I didn't want him to leave. I grew cold, very cold.

I heard my mother coming down the hallway, and to my room. I quickly wiped the tear away from my cheek, and sat cross legged on my bed when she entered.

"Good afternoon," she smiled. "You slept for a long time. I think you scared Jacob away," she giggled.

I frowned deeply. It reacted my mother, because frowned as well. "Not literally darling," she said sitting down beside me on the edge of my bed. She hugged me lightly, and returned to her original form. "He probably left because he was tired. He's been holding you for a very long time," she explained. A faint smile spread across my face, at the thought of Jacob holding me for hours as I slept. "You slept for a long time in that boys arms," her eyebrow raised.

"I did?" I asked, giddy that Jacob had held me. Me. Not some other girl, but, me.

"Yes, since yesterday afternoon. You went out to go get groceries, or so we thought, and stopped by at Jacobs house. That reminds me, don't forget to go pick up your car sometime soon," she reminded me. I sighed. That was a good thing. That gave me an excuse to return back to his house. "But, anyways. He held you, a very long time while you slept. But, I'm glad he did. Your purple eyes are gone," she smiled, and brushed my cheek with her hand, in a loving gesture. I smiled at her touch. I loved my mom. I couldn't believe how I had treated her earlier. I wanted to slap myself. So I did... mentally of course.

"I'm hungry mom," I said.

"Me too," her smile slightly decreased. But, it was still a smile.

"I need to..." I was almost embarrassed to say it. "I need to hunt," I finished.

Her smile on her face grew so much, I didn't understand how her cheeks could not hurt.

"Go now," she said. I raised my eyebrow at her. She waved me off to the door. So, obeying, I grabbed a sweater from my closet, and made my way out the door. I ran, ran fast into the forest. Once farther away from home, I spotted a heard of deer. Not being picky, I chased after them.

I finally darted onto the buck of a deer, and dug my razor sharp teeth into it's warm fur. Once my teeth slid into the fur, I dug deeper in it's blood stream. The warm blood made me moan at the taste. I drank quickly, desperate for more. When the deer ran dry, I jumped off of it in disgust. I continued to chase it's heard, a little farther behind.

Once again, I jumped on top of another deers back and attacked it's neck with my teeth. I sucked him dry again, when I felt bloated. I had eaten so much.

It was than, that I heard it. A large growl. Not being too frightened, I turned. It was a wolf. Now I was definitely not frightened one little bit. Being as stupid as I was, I walked towards the wolf. I recognized it as Paul. "Hey Paul!" I called.

He let out a long, loud growl at me. Being upset with his response, I turned away from him.

Unexpectedly, I was pushed to the ground under a heavy weight. The wolf began growling at me, and mulling my back. I struggled to get the wolf off of me, as I rolled over. I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping somebody would hear me.

Jacob:

I was half glad, and half upset that I had left my love for sleep. But, I was exhausted from holding her while she slept peacefully. I remembered the feel of her smooth, cold skin. I wished I could brush against it again.

I found my way to my bed, I pulled my t-shirt off of myself. I had remembered waking up to Nessie, tracing the marks of my muscles up and down my arm. It made me tingly at the remembrance of her touch. I smiled, and plopped down onto my bed.

As I my eyelids flew closed, they came back up just as fast to a piercing scream. I sat up in my bed instantaneously and recognized her agonizing scream. I jumped from my bed, and seconds later I was leaping out of my front door, my clothes tore into shreds as my fur replaced it.

Another piercing scream came deep from the forest. I pumped my legs fast, and faster as my feet dug into the damp earth. I felt every one of my paws digging into the ground. When I heard it... Paul's mind.

Dirty little girl, he was thinking.

Paul, what on earth are you doing? I hissed in my thoughts.

He ignored me, until I finally found them, as my girl let out another agonized scream. I threw myself into Paul, knocking us both to the ground, myself on top of him. I scratched at him, and pinned him to the ground until he was calm, and his mind was thinking straight.

I finally walked over to my girl. Her neck had a deep gash, and her blood was flowing out. I wished she was able to just freaking heal fast like me, and her parents, or even as quick as a human. But, she was different. He healed, slower. Absolutely slower than any creature alive. I nudge her lightly with my wet nose, and she let out another distressed, agonizing scream. I whimpered slightly at her pain.

I had no idea what to do. I slowly transformed into my human shape, covering myself from shame in front of my girl. I tried to pick her up in my arms, when she screamed an even louder piercing screech.

I sat there, helpless, and pained. My love sat there, screeching in pain, and I couldn't do a thing about it.

Doing the dumb thing I would, I tried to pick her up again. She screeched even louder at my touch. But, I didn't care. I had to get her to safety, even if that meant more pain for a few short minutes. It killed me inside to do it, but it had to be fucking done. A tear shred down my cheek as I began running to her house.

After a short five minutes, I made it. I knocked on the door heavily. Bella answered, and as she took in the scene, her eyes grew as wide as I had ever seen someones eyes go. Nessie let out another agonized shriek, when Edward appeared. He grabbed Nessie from me, and pulled her inside the house.

Panicked, Bella passed me a blanket. I was thankful, but pissed off. Edward sat with Nessie on the couch, cradling her. I wished I could do it. But, she shrieked anytime either Bella or myself tried to touch her.

More tears rippled down my cheeks at my love. My heart had been cut up in a million of pieces, thrown on the ground, and spit on. Not to mention, the pain was so sincere, I swear someone had stepped on top of it afterwards.

Way to break a mans heart.

Edward looked up at me, as he probably knew what I was thinking.

I didn't do it, I thought.

Edwards eyebrow raised at me.

Paul, was all I thought.

A low hiss escaped his lips, as he continued to cradle my love in his firm arms. I didn't see how it could be comfortable.

A loud growl escaped his chest, when he noticed how mauled she had been. He noticed the deep gash into her neck, the smaller scratches all over her body, and the bruises that had begun to appear all over her skin.

It made me want to kill that mother fucking asshole of a Paul.

Edward smirked slightly at my thought, all most as if he agreed. I smiled back at him.

Bella had the phone to her ear, speaking to Carlisle. Five minuted after she hung up the phone, the whole gang showed up. Carlisle, along with Esme. Followed by Alice and Jasper, in all who had concerned faces on.

Last was Rosalie and Emmett who entered. Rosalie glared the most evil stare I had ever seen. I glared back at her, to let her know I wasn't going to take her shit. When she spotted the blanket I held around myself, she had to muffle her hysterical laughter. It pissed me off.

Carlisle rushed over to Nessie's limp body which was being held by Edward. I was jealous. I wanted to hold her. Nessie let out another shrieking painful scream as Carlisle tried to get closer to her body. My eyes grew wide. She was screaming at everybody, except her father.

I couldn't stand the agonizing screams she had let out. So, giving up, I dropped the blanket, and leaped out of the small house, and pounced away on all fours.