DISCLAIMER : Still not owning Twilight, but I do have some matches. . Lets make a camp fire! And, um. . . 'Melanie' wanted to be in the disclaimer, so there you go 'Melanie' and you better review 'Melanie'. Okay 'Melanie'. Are you happy now?
A/N Hey! This chapter is going to be one of the last chapters (not thee last) :( But there will be an epilogue (possibly split into two parts)
Anyway, on with the chapter . . .
Oh! Before I start, is anyone doing something as spectacularly awesome as me on the 24th May? LOL, I win!
Chapter 29
Melanie's POV:
We were ready to leave early, waiting for the sun to set. When it was blissfully dark outside, we descended the hillside silently, running in the direction of the sea.
As we ran, Demetri held my hand, despite Felix's complaints, telling us that we were on a serious outing, not a trip to the park. Demetri had told me that Felix was only jealous, as his spouse hadn't been allowed to accompany the 'search party' as Aro had called it jokingly.
It took us under an hour to reach the coast and when we did we didn't hesitate to enter the cool water, starting our lengthy swim to America. Of course, this was our only option. We couldn't exactly board an aeroplane filled with humans when we had red blood-thirsty eyes.
Regardless of our amazing eyesight, the sea water was murky and dark, growing darker the further we got from shore.
Soon, we reached the state of Washington. It wasn't the nicest place on earth. Picturesque yes, but it was too wet for the place to be bright. A good place though, for a coven of vampires to be if they wanted to fit in. Why they wanted that in the first place, God knows.
As we waded up the empty beach, our sodden clothes sticking to our ice skin, Demetri led us in the direction of the coven. They lived on the outskirts of a town called Forks. What a stupid name. Was America full of cutlery towns? Where was knives, I wondered.
Luckily the surrounding towns we mostly filled with forestry, meaning we could run undetected by humans.
Bella's POV:
We sat in the living room – doing nothing in particular. Waiting I guess – for the fourth day in a row. No one had spoken about my decision since Rosalie had in my room the other night, and I was glad. It wasn't something I wanted to talk about, especially in front of Renesmee. I knew our time together was coming to an end, and quickly. I wanted her last memories of me to be happy, not of me shouting at our family members.
At around noon, Alice's shot straight up and she suddenly had a blank expression on her face, her eyes wide like a deer's.
After a few seconds, her mouth opened into an 'O' shape.
"Alice?" I stood up, placing Renesmee – who had been sitting on my lap – on the sofa and walking over to take Alice's hand. "What is it Alice, what's happening?" I gave her hand a light squeeze and she floated back into reality.
"They're. . . here, in Washington. Now!" Her eyes shot to me, and her voice was panicked. "They're coming today Bella."
* * *
I was in my room packing a small bag with a few of my things – A couple of shirts, my locket from Edward, and a picture of our wedding day – when there was a knock at the door. I didn't respond, but I heard small feet padding in on the wooden floor, and turned around to see Renesmee standing holding her favourite teddy bear.
I felt a lump growing in my throat. Would this be my last few minutes with my beautiful daughter?
Probably.
"Renesmee, come here sweetheart." I managed to choke out, holding out my arms to pick her up. She stumbled into me, and buried her head in my neck when I had raised her to my chest.
"Why are you packing a bag Mummy?" She mumbled, "And why is your picture of Daddy and you in there?"
How could I answer her truthfully without breaking her heart? "I'm going away for a while, Renesmee," I saw her face crumple in pain, "but don't worry! Daddy will be coming home!" I tried my hardest to smile excitedly for her sake. "I'm going to go and get him so he will come home and be with you while I'm away." She rubbed her tears with tiny fists.
"Why can't you just stay here, when you bring Daddy home? I'll miss you" Her voice broke on the last word and droplets of water erupted down her cheeks.
"Shh. . ." I said soothingly, rubbing circles on her back, he way Edward had done with me when I'd cried as a human. "I promised a . . . friend that I'd go and stay with them for a while." That was almost true. I had promised someone, but they weren't my friend. "And I'll miss you too sweetheart. Every minute of every day. But will you promise to be good for Daddy?" She nodded reluctantly, her bottom lip pouted childishly.
"When will you come home Mummy?" Her eyes were wide, and she looked so vulnerable that I subconsciously tightened my arm around her. I had hoped she wouldn't ask that. It was the only question I couldn't answer.
"It doesn't matter when I get home, Renesmee, because no matter where I am, I'll always love you just the same. No matter what. And whenever you think of me, you'll know that I'm thinking about you too, okay?"
"Okay." Her warm hand reached my neck and she showed me an image that made me want to turn back time and press pause. It was her favourite memory. My favourite memory. We were in the meadow, just the three of us. We were . . laughing.
It felt like years had passed since that day, when in reality it had barely been two months ago.
How much my life had changed since then. All because of Heather.
A pool of hatred raged in the pit of my stomach. She needed to die to feel the pain that she had caused me. She deserved to burn in hell for eternity. Or longer.
"Renesmee, I want to give you something, and I want you to keep it safe. It's something that your Dad gave me before we were married. Will you look after it for me?" I eyed her cautiously.
"yes." Her round eyes were rimmed with red from crying and her cheeks were still damp.
I unhooked the heart shaped bauble from my charm bracelet and folded it into Renesmee's fist. "Keep it safe, sweetheart. And it will remind you of me."
She nodded, and opened her hand to inspect it, stroking it gently. "Thank you Mummy. I love you." Refolding her fist and putting her arms tightly around my neck, she kissed my cheek.
"I love you too."
* * *
We waited – again – in the living-room until there was a loud knock on the door. Carlisle stood up to answer it first, glaring at me to sit back down. I did what I was told. I didn't want my last memory of Carlisle – My loving, gentle natured father-in-law – to be sour.
"Welcome, gentleman., and Jane, and. . . I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know your name." I turned in the sofa to see four of them standing in the door way, red hooded capes flailing in the wild wind.
"Melanie." The one who was standing next to Demetri answered. I presumed it was his wife.
"Nice to meet you." Carlisle held his hand out to the short brunette vampire. She stared at his hand as if he held an infectious disease.
"We are here to do a job. Not to become friends. Now can we get on with it. Aro doesn't appreciate time wasters." Melanie sneered at Carlisle. I could tell she was not happy to be here. Carlisle pulled his hand back awkwardly.
"So, can we proceed to do what we are here to?" Felix asked.
I jumped to my feet. "Yes. We should leave straight away. We don't know how far away they are, it could take time to find them." I glanced at Melanie, "Wouldn't want to 'waste time'."
She grinned viciously. "I like her. Is she the one we're taking back?" Felix nodded stiffly.
"Let us be on our way, then." Jane spoke up, and authority rang in every word. It was clear that they all respected her. 2But understand, we are here under certain circumstances. No rules have been broken, therefore we cannot inflict punishment. You, however," She motioned vaguely at everyone else in the room, "can do what the hell you want with the immortal."
"We understand, thank you." Carlisle said.
* * *
Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Carlisle and I now gathered at the door, ready to leave. Esme was to stay with Renesmee and we were only waiting on a few of the werewolves – despite Jane, Felix, Demetri and Melanies' disgusted look – and we would leave. I'd said my last goodbyes to everyone, but I stood close to Emmett, as he patted my shoulder in a loving brotherly way. I would miss him dearly. I would miss them all.
But this had to be done. I was ready.
As the wolves sped into view, I took a deep breath, took one last glance at my frightened daughter, and left the Cullen house – with Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, Carlisle and the Volturi members – for the last time.
A/N :'( Okay, it was hard not to cry as I wrote this.
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