Chapter 7: Problems
Renesmee's POV
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Just come back to our house. We need to talk somewhere private" Carlisle said.
"Okay, I'll follow you in my car. I don't want to leave it here" I said.
"Okay" he said.
I wondered what it is that they could possibly want to talk about with me. Was it about my baseball skills? Is my vampire side starting to show? I could barely concentrate on driving as I drove up to the Cullen mansion.
I got out of my car slowly and made my way up to their house wondering what could possibly be wrong.
"Nessie, please come have a seat" Carlisle said.
"Am I in trouble?" I asked.
"No, but we do have some serious things to talk about" he said.
"Okay" I responded.
"I came across something at the hospital today that is very concerning" he said.
That was unexpected. What could that possible have to do with me?
"I had several patients visiting me this morning because they have been having strange symptoms" he said.
"Okay, what does this have to do with me?" I asked.
"Their skin is getting paler, their strength and their senses are increasing," he said.
"Okay" I said slowly "I still don't understand what this has to do with me" I said.
"I'm just wondering if you knew anything about this" he said.
"No, I had no idea" I said.
"I've been dealing with patients with these 'symptoms' since last night, they seem to be coming in at an alarming rate. I'm almost afraid to skip work tomorrow" he said.
"Why are you skipping work tomorrow?" I asked.
"There is a blood drive tomorrow. Even though I've developed a very strong immunity to it, large amounts of blood can still get to any vampire" he said.
I had completely forgotten about the blood drive. I needed to prepare for that so I could donate mine again.
"Thanks for reminding me about that. My parents would be so upset if I didn't show up" I said.
Everyone's eyes automatically snapped to me several shades paler. "What do you mean by that?" Carlisle asked.
"I've been donating every few months since I turned 16. I have an O- blood type. The hospital practically sends me gifts every time it's time to donate. My parents are strong supporters of blood donation considering that they own the hospital so they'd be upset my brother or I forgot; especially me with my blood type" I said.
They continued to stare at me without moving or saying anything.
"What's the big deal? I love donating my blood. I love knowing that I'm possibly saving lives" I said. Finally after a long time Carlisle said something. "This explains a lot"
My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?" I asked.
"All of the patients that I've received lately reported that they had gotten donated blood. I'm now 99% sure that it's your blood that they received" he said.
All of the blood drained from my face.
"But why would they suddenly be getting symptoms now? I last donated months ago. I'v been donating for a long time now and nothing like this has ever happened" I said.
"Because the spell placed on you wasn't broken. Now that it's broken your blood is returning to it's vampire-hybrid status, even the blood that is now circulating in other human's bodies. Therefore it's affecting them too" dad said.
"Nessie, you cannot, under any circumstances, donate anymore blood. Do you understand?" Carlisle asked in a very serious manner.
"Yes" I said feeling disinherited. I loved donating blood, but now it's just too dangerous.
"Also, we don't think that it's a good idea for you to keep playing baseball" dad said.
"Why not?!" I shouted. Will my family let me do anything that I enjoy anymore?!
"You're vampire side is starting to show. You know how you hit the ball and it made a thunder like sound that one time?" mom asked.
"Yes. Wait, it was me? How'd I do that" I asked.
"Only a vampire can do that. That's why vampires can only play baseball in a thunderstorm" dad said.
"I can't quit the team. They need me. Besides, there is no way that the coach would even allow me to quit this far into the season" I said.
"Nessie, it's getting to dangerous" Carlisle said.
"I'll be careful with how hard I hit" I said.
"It's not just that either. It's how fast you were throwing the ball" dad said.
"I'll be careful about that too. I promise" I said.
"We'll think about it then" Carlisle said.
"Thanks" I responded.
I left after that feeling a little upset. It was getting late. When I got home only my brother was there. My parents wouldn't be back until later.
I got ready for bed. As I tried to fall asleep to figures slipped through the window. It was my parents.
"mom, dad what are you doing here?" I asked.
"You looked a little upset earlier and we'd thought that we'd come comfort you" dad said.
"I'm sorry about that. It's just that I can't donate blood anymore. I might have to stop playing baseball now. It was all a little upsetting" I said.
"You'll be happy to know that Carlisle says it's okay to keep playing as long as you're careful" mom said.
"Really! That is so cool!" I shouted.
Suddenly I heard footsteps running down the hallway.
"You're brother's coming. He heard us talking, and then you screaming" dad said.
"Hide in the closet. There's enough room for the both of you in there" I whispered.
The door flew open.
"What is going on in here?!" demanded Tyler.
"Nothing" I said.
"I heard voices and you're screaming" he said.
"Nothing is going on in here" I'm such a terrible liar.
"You are a terrible liar and actress Nessie. You're hiding someone in here aren't you. Is it your boyfriend?" he asked accusingly.
"No" I said.
"Mom and dad would love to know that you're possibly hiding someone in here" he said.
Oh, he was going to pull that card. Luckily I have a card of mine own to play.
"Just like they would love to know what you were really doing two weeks ago when you told them you were studying all night" I responded slyly.
His face went so pale he could pass for a vampire.
"You better not ever mention that to them" he said nervously.
"Should I tell them that you prefer it oral" I said. "Seriously, it was like walking in on 50 shades of grey" I added.
His face went from pale to more red than a tomato.
Neither of us would forget that night anytime soon as I replayed that night's events in my head.
Our parents had gone on an overnight trip. I had decided to go to the mall with my friends. I came back much earlier than I had planned. I went into Tyler's room to get back a book that I had lent him. As I opened the door I saw his girlfriend Maddy sucking his, um… well you know.
Sometimes vampire memory is a curse.
"Can we pretend the last five minutes of our lives never happened?" Tyler asked drawing me out of my memory.
"What last five minutes?" I asked.
"Thank you" he said and left.
The closet door opened revealing my two parents whom had gone several shades paler. Both were so still they could pass as statues; their eyes as wide as saucers.
They looked traumatized; my dad even more so. Crap, I forgot that he could read my mind and he obviously revisited that memory with me.
Awkward.
"Let's just pretend that never happened" I said.
"Okay" they both responded still looking traumatized.
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