A;N/ Ohmgosh, guys! 13 reviews! Wooh! That must be a record. You guys rock! Especially Kylie. xD. Hehe. ^^ This is for you Kylie. ^^ Because you rock. ^^
This few chapters will be sad. Very sad. Just a warning.
(Back at the beach, Just a filler. Emily Point of View ;)
It had been about 15 minutes since Nessie ran, and everyone was nervous, well, all the girls, especially Claire were. All the guys were sitting around glaring at Paul. Seth and Embry had started to cuss at him, but Leah and I put a stop to it. I admit, I wanted to yell at him, but I couldn't, in front of the kids. I sighed and glanced around nervously. Kendall was sitting on Claire's lap, and Sam was next to me, holding my hand.
"Should...someone call Jacob? Or Rosalie?" I asked, wanting to know how Nessie was. All of us, especiall the guys because it was them, felt so guilty for her finding out. Who knew that she was going to grow up into a beautiful young woman? None of us did. I still don't think Sam will forget that he wanted to kill Renesmee before she was born. I didn't understand why he did back them, but that was his decision, not mine.
"Uh, maybe blondie...later..." Quil said and sighed. I knew he was worried a lot about Nessie too, because he was Jake's best friend, and Nessie, Jake, Claire, and him were all close.
After a while of silence, we all decided it was time to pack up and leave. I think all the guys were going to call a meeting tonight, but I was never sure. Sam would never tell me anything about it. We all piled in cars, and finally, we reached our destination. Home.
(At the Cullens. Edward Point of View ;)
I was sitting at my desk on this boring and oh-so-tragic day. Well-boring until then-When I heard faint cries coming from outside. It somewhat sort of sounded like...Renesmee, but I wasn't exactly sure. I went to the window to look outside. I was right. Jacob Black was standing right there, in my driveway, and my daug-Renesmee, was curled up in a ball on the driveway-crying. I didn't know why, but Jacob probably had something to do with it.
"Rosalie!" I called, wanting her to go get my daughter. She was at my doorway quickly, with a confused expression on her face.
"Yes Edward?"
"Would you go get...Renesmee? She's out on the driveway crying...and I don't know why." I told her.
"Um, Edward, she is your daughter, maybe you should start, oh-I don't know, caring about her once in a while! You'e capable of doing it," She hissed at me and I glared at her. "Only you Edward, would be the one to not even care for a daughter when you had one," She mumbled as she walked out of the doorway, and down to Renesmee. I watched from the window. Her and Emmett had gone outside, and started questioning her right away, and she wouldn't answer. Finally, Emmett just lifted her off the ground, and carried her inside. I could hear her sobs still, and another pang of guilt washed through me, hearing the cries. But the cries just snapped the guilt right out of me, when the cries reminded me of...Bella...when I left her...that night.
(After R&E get Renesmee. Emmett Point of View ;)
Once Rose and I got Nessie inside, I carried her into the living room. Both of us, were confused, not knowing what was wrong with the little girl in front of us. I set her down on big couch, and Rose sat on the other side of her.
"Renesmee, tell us whats wrong," Rose told her, and glanced over at me-probably wanting me to help.
"N...n..nobody....L..l...likes ME!" Nessie started sobbing uncontrolably. "I know...n..no one ever w...w..wanted me here! W..W..Why couldn't you just h...h..have killed m...m...me?" She sobbed, and my Rose's hands instantly were around her tightly. Wait-did the pack...tell her...about...the fued? And before she was born. Shit. She found out. This wasn't going to be good. But-how could she think that? Everyone-scratch that-almost everyone loved her. I loved her like a daughter, as did Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper, and everyone else is so close to her. I'm going to rip Jacob Black and whoever else told her to shreds the next time I see them.
"No, Nessie, no, don't say that," Rosalie whispered to her. Again-if Rosalie could cry, she probably would be right now.
"B..b..but they wanted t..t..to kill me!!" She continued to sob.
"No, Nessie, no, they didn't, no one did," Rosalie lied, but it probably wasn't going to work. Before we knew it Renesmee had gotten out of Rosalie's grip, and flew up the steps, and I'm guessing into the bathroom. And now-it was most likely time for me to go kick some werewolf ass.
A;N/ Hey guys. So I know this chapter sucked. Like big time. But it's just another filler, just to get us more caught up. Thanks for the reviews! Love ya all!
