I screamed louder hoping someone would save me.
A pair of cold arms wrapped around me holding me up shaking me softly.
My eyes fluttered open. I was in Jake's lap, in a position alike the one i had been when i fell asleep, except my mother was holding me up slightly. I looked up in to my mother's frantic eyes. She sighed and touched my cheek. She hugged me tightly to her chest.
When I moved out of her grasp slightly to see my surroundings. Jake and dad were the only people in the room with us. The others were hunting. They stood with both of their faces scrunched up in horrified expressions. I crawled from jake's lap to sit on the bed. I felt dazed.
I brushed a piece of auburn hair off of my forhead.
"You saw?" I asked, finnally meeting my father's eyes. He was knelt down next to the bed. He looked up at me and nodded. He looked at me and shook his head and pulled me into his arms.
I didn't know why I was crying; maybe it was for Michele. I wept into my fathers shoulder quietly, trying to hide from Jake. He'd want me to show him the dream... and I didn't want to relive it.
Dad patiently rested his hand on back, stroking my hair.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "For scaring you." I looked up and let my eyes touch on all three of their faces.
"Your scream, Renesmee Cullen, is the most terrifying sound on this earth," Dad said.
I half smiled. "I'm sorry," I said again.
"You and your mother have the same slightly annoying tendency to appologize for uncalled for reasons."
Jake rolled his eyes. Mom put a hand on dads shoulder and leaned next to him. She smiled down at me.
"Mom, we need to save her. Someone has to." I addressed my mother instead of dad or Jake because she seemed to be the last overbaring, but at the same time the most compassionate for others.
"Save who, hunny?"she asked.
"Michele of course!"
"It'll be easy," Dad said. My eyebrows raised, as did my mother's.
Dad and I stood up at the same time. "Jasper, Emmett, Carlisle and I will run down to Atlanta, where Michele is being held."
"Stop being so sexist! Ugh, Rose, Alice, and Esme are just as capable as you are," mom said with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.
"Bella, now is not the time," Dad groaned in reply. "It's just a convinient way to divide ourselves. And you haven't hunted."
"Neither have you."
"I'm not eight years old. I can handle it, Bella. Please do not make this a bigger deal than it is."
"I'm going with you."
"So am I," Jake said suddenly, standing up from his seat on my bed.
My dad looked at Jacob like he was ready to kill him. He always was, but now more so than usual.
"Jake, your not going," I said flattly.
Jacob put his hand on either side of his face. He pressed his temples hard with the palm of his hand.
Dad looked at Jake with his eyebrows raised. Jacob glared back.
"What?" Mom finnally asked, breaking they're silent conversation.
"Jacob is slightly annoyed that Renesmee is not allowing him to go with us."
"Us?" Mom said hopefully. Dad sighed.
"No, Bella. Not meaning you."
Now Mom looked pissed. Before anything else could be said she ran down to the second floor, where her and dad's room was located.
"Wow," Jake breathed sarcastically.
"Jacob," Dad said in a hard tone. He then motioned toward the door.
Jake sighed and grabbed my hand. He lead me down the two flights of stairs to the kitchen.
Esme had food on the table, as she did every morning. Human food was better now; Carlisle said it's because I was older. I sat down and ate whatever it was in front of me; not that it wasn't amazing, I just couldn't think about the food I was putting in my mouth.
"Ness," Mom said with a smile as she walked down the stairs. Dad followed her. He kept his eyes on the ceiling. "Dad and I are going to Atlanta with the rest of the family. Jake's babysitting."
I hate that word. It doesn't even make sense.
"So everyone is going?... But me... and Jake?" I said in a flat tone glaring at my parents.
"Edward," Mom said turning both of them so their backs faced me and Jacob. "Maybe she could..."
"No." Dad had cut her off. "Do you understand what this actually means? Bella, if they can bind us, they can kill us."
Jake met eyes with me at the same time. In both of our eyes there was no fear just determination and confusion.
Mom nodded. As she walked out of back door into the woods; they were going to confer with the family. She touched Jacob's shoulder for a moment. She looked up at him; I couldn't see mom's face, but something changed in Jacob's face.
His serious face. Ugh.
Mom then proceeded to walk out the door. Dad followed her after he touched my cheek briefly and sighed.
"Your not even gonna even press them to take us? At all?" I said when they were gone.
Jake pulled me into a hug. "Not this time." He stood there for a moment running his hand through my hair. I breathed in the earthy smell of him. Like pine. My Jacob.
He pulled away from me and took my hand instead. I was calmer when I was this close to him, touching him. He knew that.
I thought about the dream for a second, the part when I was on the table, on accident and Jake saw.
"Wait... What was that?" he asked.
"What was what?" I replied innocently.
"You know what... THAT!" he said as I thought it again accidently.
I pulled my hand away from his and shoved it in my jeans pocket.
"Nothing."
"That... that was the dream? Awe Ness, thats horrible. You know that's not what they're doing to her down in Florida."
"You don't know that. None of you do."
"They're going to get her tonight. She'll be alright..."
"Can wetalk about something else?" I asked suddenly.
"Like?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Are we going to school tommorow?"
"Nope. Unless you want to."
"I do actually. It'll be good to keep a sence of normality, you know?"