Chapter 15
Advice
I walked through the forest and it seemed to take forever because I couldn't run as fast with Rosaline in my arms. When we finally got to the Cullen's I walked in. Carlisle and Esme were sitting on the couch together watching T.V. I walked over to them and sat down on a chair across the room.
"Renesmee, where have you been?" Carlisle asked. I put on an angry face so that my story would seem more convincing. "I went to Antoine's last night because I didn't want to be with my parents. We got in a fight and I left today, but on my way home I found this little girl in a field and her mother does not want her. I don't know what to do with her and I was hoping I could have your advice." I said. They looked at me for a few seconds.
"What is the young girl's name?" Carlisle asked. "Her name is Rosaline Evens." I replied. Carlisle got up and walked over to me and I stood up. "Would you like to stay here tonight Rosaline?" Carlisle asked. Rosaline looked at him, not knowing what to think. She looked back up at me and then back at Carlisle. "I want to stay with Renesmee." She replied in a sweet voice.
Carlisle looked at me and smiled. "We could call your parents, Renesmee." Carlisle suggested. "No, I don't want to be there." I stated. "You could spend the night here, if you'd like?" he asked. "I don't want to be a burden." I said. "Renesmee, you are welcomed here anytime you'd like, you're family." Esme said, walking toward me.
"What do you think?" I asked Rosaline. She smiled at me. "I would like that." She said. I smiled back at her and then looked back at Carlisle and Esme. "Are you sure that is alright with you guys?" I asked. "It is absolutely no problem." They replied. "You can sleep in Edward's old room?" Carlisle suggested. I nodded, even though I didn't want to be anywhere near my parents in any way shape or form.
I went upstairs and into my father's old room. It was bar and white, seeing as he had taken all of his things back to our house. I set my bag down on the bed that was in there. I couldn't figure out why there was a bed in here, I knew that my father didn't sleep and my mother doesn't sleep anymore and she never did sleep over at the Cullen's. Then it dawned on me, oh gross, now I know what my father's intensions were when he put that bed in here. Oh gosh that's disgusting. I quickly pushed the thought out of my mind and set Rosaline on the bed.
"Are you hungry?" I asked. She nodded and I looked around the room. "Let's go downstairs and see what we have to eat." I suggested. I picked her up and went downstairs and went into the kitchen. I set Rosaline down on a chair. "What are you hungry for?" I asked her. "Anything, I'm just so hungry." She replied. I rummaged through the cupboards, looking for kid food. I had never eating anything in my life, I've only drinken blood and I don't know what kids eat. I then found a box of Mac and cheese in a cupboard.
"Do you like Mac and Cheese?" I asked her. She nodded with a big grin on her face. Good, this should be easy enough. I read the directions on the back and started the water and waited for it to boil. "So, can you tell me about your family?" I asked Rosaline. She looked down at the floor and then back up at me. "Well, I have a sister and a mother." She said. "Where is your father?" I questioned.
She shook her head and shrugged. "I don't know, he left my mother a few years ago and he was the only of my family who liked me. When he left he said that he would come back for me, but he hasn't yet. I guess I've just given up on him." She replied. "How do your sister and mother treat you?" I asked. "They tell me how worthless I am and how they wish I hadn't been born, I don't take it personally anymore, I guess it's just kind of their way of saying that they are better than me." She replied.
I heard the water boiling and I stirred the noodles and added the cheese. I put it in a bowl and set it down in front of her and put a fork in it. "What would you like to drink?" I asked. "What do you have?" she asked. "Um—we have coke, apple juice, Pepsi, sprite, orange pop, milk, and water." I answered. "Can I have apple juice please?" she asked politely. "Sure." I said.
I poured her a glass of apple juice and handed it to her. "Can I ask you a question?" I asked. She nodded, taking a bite of Mac and Cheese. "They don't hurt you right? Like, they don't hit you right?" I asked. She looked up at me, as though she was alarmed. "No, they don't hurt me. They don't touch me at all; the last time I got a hug was the night my father left." She answered, I could see a tear roll down her cheek and she quickly swiped it away. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to hurt you in anyway." I apologized quickly.
She shook her head. "It's not you; I just wish I could find my daddy." She said. I looked down at the counter, feeling sorry for the young girl. She kept eating her Mac and Cheese and we were silent. When she was finished she pushed the bowl away from her and took one last sip of apple juice. I took the bowl and glass and washed and put them away. "What would you like to do?" I asked. She sighed and looked around. "I don't know. What do you want to do?" she asked.
I looked around the room, looking for something that would entertain her. "Are you tired? Would you like to sleep?" I suggested. She yawned and I could see her eyes getting heavy. She then nodded her head and got down off of the stool. I picked her up in my arms and brought her upstairs. When we were in the bedroom I set her down on the bed and tucked her in.
"If you need anything, I'll just be downstairs. I might go take a walk, but Carlisle and Esme are downstairs and they are really kind, they'll help you with anything." I said. She nodded and closed her eyes. I walked out of the room and went downstairs. Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, and Esme were downstairs. Rosalie and Emmett were in Australia for the summer. I walked over to a chair and sat down; everyone looked at me as I did so.
"You need to call your parents, Renesmee." Carlisle said. I shook my head. "No, I won't." I stated. "I'm going to go to Grandpa's, okay?" I asked. They sighed, but nodded their heads. I walked out of the room and then back in. "If Rosaline wakes up, can you tell her I'll be back?" I asked. "Sure." They said in unison. I walked out of the room again, but then I walked back in. "Can I borrow a car?" I asked. Alice threw me the keys to her yellow Porsche. "Thanks." I said. I walked into the garage and got into the car and started it up.
I drove out of the driveway and down the road. It wasn't too far from my grandfather's if I drove fast. I pulled into my grandfather's driveway and parked the car and got out. He was already walking out of the house with an excited expression on his face. "Nessie! How are you?!" he asked excitedly. I smiled and walked over to him. He picked me up in a big bear hug. "I'm doing great gramps, how about you?" I asked. "Same old, same old." He said smiling ear to ear.
He put one arm around me and we walked into the house. "So, Renesmee, you haven't been around lately, I miss yah kid!" he said as we entered the house. We walked into the kitchen and I sat down at the table. "I have some coke, would you like some?" he offered. "No thanks." I replied. He came over and sat across from me. "So what have you been up to kid?" he asked. "Oh you know, walking around the woods and such, nothing much. I love spending time outside." I said. He looked at me and then down at the table, then back at me. "Any—err—uh—boys interested?" he asked awkwardly.
I smiled at the table and I saw him grin. "Who's the lucky guy?" he asked. "Well, his name is Antoine and he's my age. He's big into photography, he takes amazing pictures." I replied, blushing. "What's he look like?" he asked. "Oh—uh—well he is um—he's tall, sandy brown hair, golden eyes, and a beautiful smile. I met him about four days ago. Dad doesn't like him but I can't help that, I do." I answered.
He sat there and evaluated my answer. "He's—uh—treating you right, right?" he asked awkwardly, but I knew he meant well. "Yes, he's very old fashioned and has very model behavior, I think you'd really like him." I answered. He sat there and looked at me and then sat back in his chair and tapped on the table a few times and looked around. "So, how are your parents?" he asked finally. "They're good, happy." I replied. I didn't want to talk about my parents. He nodded and sighed.
"I'm really glad you came, Nessie, I've really missed yah." He said and I could tell he really meant it. "I've really missed you too grandpa." I said in return. We walked into the living room and sat down on the couch and he turned on the T.V. We flipped through some channels and then he found a baseball game that was on. We chatted for a while about the game and he taught me the rules of baseball, I'm not much of a sports person. I realized it was getting late and decided it was time to head back to Carlisle's and Esme's.
"Well, I think I'd better get going back to Carlisle and Esme's, Grandpa." I said as I stood up yawning. He looked at me with a bit of sadness in his eyes. "Why you staying at Carlisle's?" he asked with a puzzled tone. "Uh—well—I had a fight with my parents, a disagreement actually." I said and he stood there looking at me. "What was it about?" he asked. "Mom and dad wanted to leave Forks and I refused to and yeah, so I'm staying at Carlisle's tonight and I stayed there last night too." I said rocking back and forth on my feet. He nodded and gave me a hug and walked me to the door.
"You know, you can always stay here?" he offered. I looked at him and contemplated this situation. "Well, see it's not only me that would be here." I said in a way that sounded like I wasn't sure I should have said that. "Who else is with you?" he asked with his eyebrows scrunching together. "Well I was walking through the woods and there was a little girl sitting in the middle of a field and she said she lost her mother and so I brought her back to Antoine's and called her family and they don't want her and so she's staying with me until I can figure out what to do with her." I answered sheepishly.
He stared at me in an odd way for a while. "What's her name?" he asked. "Rosaline Evens" I answered. He sighed and looked around and then back at me. "She can stay here with you, that is if you guys want to." He offered and I sensed hopefulness in his voice. "And if you want, Alice could come too, I know you guys are good friends." He offered. "Uh—yeah—sure, I'll ask Alice if she wants to come over and have a slumber party." I replied. "Okay, well if you change your mind just call me so that I know what's going on." He said. I nodded and walked out the door.
I got into the yellow Porsche and drove out of the driveway. When I got back to the Cullen's' I parked in the garage and grabbed the keys and entered the house. Everyone was scattered, doing their normal routines. Alice and Jasper were probably upstairs with each other and Carlisle was upstairs reading or studying and Esme was in the other room probably playing music. I walked upstairs to Carlisle's study room and knocked on the door.
"Come in." he replied in a calm and relaxed tone. I meekly made my way into the room. "Ah, hello Renesmee." He welcomed. "Hello." I greeted back. "I think I have a new plan for tonight." I said. He looked at me with no expression. "Oh yeah? What might that be?" he asked sweetly. "Well, I took a ride to Grandpa Charlie to see how he was and he offered for me and Rosaline to stay with him tonight and since I don't see him much I thought that would be a nice idea." I replied. He looked back at me and smiled. "I think that is a wonderful idea, Renesmee." He said happily. I smiled back. "Has Rosaline woken up yet?" I asked looking out the door. "Yes, she's with Alice in her room." He said looking out the door. "Okay, thanks, Carlisle." I turned and walked out of the room and down the hall to Alice's room and knocked on the door. "Come in!" Alice said in her pixie like voice.
I opened the door and walked in. Rosaline was sitting on Alice's bed and Alice was at her desk reading a book to Rosaline. "I have an idea." I said looking at them. They looked back at me. "How would you guys like to come with me to Charlie's and stay there tonight?" I asked. Alice smiled and nodded immediately, but Rosaline looked at me in a confused, scared, sort of way. "Charlie is my grandpa, he's really nice, you'll like him." I said looking at Rosaline. She nodded and walked over to me and I picked her up in my arms.
Alice packed a few things to take and I walked over to Edward's old room and grabbed my bag and then walked back to Alice's room. "Alice, I just realized something." I stated. She looked back at me and then continued to pack. "What's that?" she asked. "Rosaline has no clothes to sleep in." I said to her. She stood there for a moment and then smiled. "Let's go shopping!!!!" she shouted. I rolled my eyes; here we go again with the shopping.
"Alice, I don't feel like going shopping right now okay?" I complained. She looked at me. "Relax; we'll go to the small store in town just to get some clothes." I nodded and followed her out the door. "I'm going to take Rosaline to Charlie's okay? Just meet me there when you are done." I called to her. "Okay!" she shouted back and we got into separate cars and drove away. Rosaline was in the seat next to me and she was buckled in.
When we arrived at Charlie's I got out and went over to Rosaline's side of the car and opened her door. She got up into my arms and I carried her into the house. "Hey! You're back!" Charlie shouted as he walked into the doorway. "This is Rosaline." I said bouncing her on my hip. "Hello Rosaline." Charlie said smiling. "You can call me Charlie or anything really. Whatever you are comfortable with." He continued. I smiled at Rosaline and looked back at Charlie. "I'm going to take her—"I stopped midsentence, not knowing where exactly we were sleeping tonight. "You'll be sleeping in your mom's old room." He said gesturing up the stairs. I nodded and began to go toward the stairs. "I'm going to show her where we are sleeping." I said walking up the stairs.
When I got into my mother's old room I was actually shocked. It was very low class compared to how she and my father lived now, but it was really nice. I actually loved her room. The bed was purple and the walls were a bluish color and there was a computer across the room. I saw that there was a small couch-like thing next to the bed that I assumed was for Rosaline. I set my bag down on the bed and then set Rosaline down on the bed.
"What do you think?" I asked her. She looked around and smiled. "I like it here." She said. "You don't have to keep me here with you; I wouldn't mind if you put me back where you found me, I'm not your responsibility." She said and I could tell she was feeling somewhat guilty. I looked at her for a while. "Rosaline, you can stay with me as long as you like, just pretend like…I'm your older sister…a nice older sister that is." I said with a smile. She smiled back at me and giggled. I could tell she was getting tired again, wow for a little kid she sure did get tired easily. She lied down on the bed and fell asleep and so I walked over to the computer and turned it on. It was an old computer and it took a long time to boot up, but when it finally did I went onto my I.M. Antoine was on his I.M. at the same time and I clicked his name.
Renesmee: Hello
Antoine: Hello, how is everything going? Did they buy it?
Renesmee: yeah, they bought it and they think we're mad at each other.
Antoine: Okay, where are you?
Renesmee: I'm at my grandpa Charlie's with Rosaline.
Antoine: Okay, would you like me to come see you tonight?
Renesmee: No, Alice is going to be showing up soon and then I'm going to go hunt, why don't we meet in the usual spot?
Antoine: Okay, that sounds good, what time?
Renesmee: Alice just pulled in now and she'll be up here any minute…so…I would say meet me there in like 15 minutes, and then we'll hunt.
Antoine: Okay, I'll see you in 15.
Renesmee: Looking forward to it
Antoine: Love you.
Renesmee: Love you too.
Alice walked in the room and I quickly erased the history and closed the chat. I turned and looked at her and put my finger to my mouth.
"Shhhh." I said and pointed to Rosaline. She nodded and then set down the bags of clothes. "I guessed her size, but I assume that they are right." She whispered. I got up and walked over to her. "I haven't hunted in days and my throat is burning terribly. I'm going to go hunt and I should be back in a few hours at the latest." I whispered. She nodded and motioned for me to go. I opened the door and walked out of the room and walked downstairs.
"I'm going to go grab some things from Carlisle's that I forgot, I'll be back later!" I called out to Charlie. I saw him wave from the couch and I walked out the door. I took the Porsche this time and sped out of the driveway. I drove to the Cullen's and parked the car in the driveway and then ran into the woods. I sped through the woods and felt the rush of the wind in my hair and on my face. It felt good. I stopped when I got to the spot where we chose to meet. Antoine was waiting there and I smiled when I saw him.
I walked up to him and through my arms around him and kissed him. "Ready?" I asked. He nodded and we sped into the woods. I stopped when I caught a scent. I kept walking until I found it. It was a mountain lion trying to kill a small baby bird. I knew the bird had no chance against the mountain lion and I knew that the mountain lion had no chance against me, so I chose to kill the lion.
I crept forward toward it and then made my move. I pounced onto the lion and made sure it wouldn't suffer by killing it quickly; even though I wanted the blood I still had a conscience and I didn't want the poor thing to suffer. After it was dead I began to drain its body of blood, filling my body with it, feeling it go down my throat and quench my burning thirst. After it was drained totally I was still thirsty, so I looked around for something else to drink. I saw a deer that was struggling to walk and I felt sorry for the thing and studied it closer. It had been shot in the shoulder and it wasn't dead yet and I could tell it was in immense pain, so I decided it was only fair to put it out of its misery so that it wouldn't hurt anymore.
I pounced on it and made sure it was dead before a began to drink. I felt the blood going down my throat and it was a fulfilling sensation to quench my burning throat. When it was totally drained I decided I was satisfied and turned to go find Antoine. He was sitting under a tree and I could tell he was satisfied too. I walked over and he stood up when he saw me coming. I reached out for his hand and he took my hands in his and we stood there looking into each other's eyes.
"I have to get going, Rosaline is probably awake now." I said quietly. He nodded and bent down to kiss my lips. It was a small kiss and it was sweet. "I'll see you soon?" he asked with longing in his voice. I reached up and kissed him again. "Soon, very soon indeed." I whispered in his ear. I smiled and ran off. I ran until I reached the Cullen's place again and got in the Porsche and drove away. It wasn't long before I reached Charlie's and I parked the car. I locked the doors and went into the house. "I'm back Grandpa!" I called out. "Okeydoke!" he shouted back. I walked back upstairs and into Bella's old room. Alice was on the computer and Rosaline was sitting on her lap. "Hey guys!" I said as I entered the room. They smiled at me and I went over to the bed and lied down. I laid there and thought of Antoine and what he was doing, eventually I fell asleep.