IMPORTANT A/N: A friend of mine who was only 18 and just graduated this year from the same high school that I graduated last year from, died Tuesday 7/28/09 at 11pm, in a motorcycle accident on a back country road. He lost control and went off the road hitting a large area of underbrush and small trees. He was the oldest of three boys and lived down the street from me. He was one of the most gorgeous, polite, and gentlemanly guys you will have ever met in a lifetime, with a smile that light up a room and his life was taken far to soon.
So please, I have a lot of school, a lot homework, and I went out of state on friday thru saturday, and I missed the funeral due to being out of town, so please, it has not been a good week and a half for me... I got this out when I could so I'm sorry for the wait but I hope you understand. please review after reading, because I am in a really depressed mood.
I dedicate this chapter to him and also a friend I lost just 2 ½ years ago.
This was the second death of a friend of mine in 2 ½ years. A guy that I had always been friends with and knew since kindergarten, he never judged, was the biggest goof that always made you smile, and gave the best hugs you have ever had, and not to mention very good looking... died March 10, 2007, the accident was at 1pm in the afternoon, our Junior year of high school on a saturday, he was exactly four months short of his 18th birthday. He was driving down a country road also, but started hydroplaning in his mustang and hit a telephone poll, and it was a beautiful day, but the snow was melting on the side of the road and started running across the road, that was what caused him to hydroplane, that accident was just a "the wrong place at the wrong time" type of accident, he was unconscious after hitting the poll and died later in the hospital.
So everyone please if you drive or even if you haven't started yet, when you do... please be careful and drive safely. Neither of my friends were doing this at the time, but to prevent other types of accidents please Don't text while driving, put the cellphone down, and PLEASE don't drink and drive, your not only harming yourself but another person's or persons' family, parents, brothers, sisters, and friends when you decided to be reckless.
Sorry for the super long AN. I hope to top the amount of reviews for last chapter on this one but this one is shorter... like 5 less pages typed in word. That is due to just wanting to get something out to the readers, this one wasn't going to stop where it did, it was going to keep going. at least ten reviews... please? because 10 is more then awesome if that is all this chapter gets.
Songs for the chapter: Bonfire by Third Eye Blind, and Together by Avril Lavigne
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Renesmee's POV
"NO!!! Bella you can not do it like THAT! ALL the ribbon will look terrible! Give it to me, PLEASE!"Alice's party OCD could be heard all throughout the house, and I made my way around to the kitchen where her voice was the strongest.
I walked into the kitchen packed with everything purple and lime green... My two favorite colors. purple and green un-blown up balloons everywhere. Purple wrapping paper sprawled out over the counter. Wrapped boxes everywhere. They wrapped everything before I could see any of it. It was the classic over done, too many decorations in one room... and that was just the start of their decorating. They haven't even moved onto the rest of the house. You would think that the vampire family with a lot of money would have elegant decorations and not too many, because it would look tacky, but Alice found a way around that theory. Well this was definitely too much. But, there was one thing that really caught my eye, the purple roses with the light green stems were so elegant and in a bunch of crystal vases on the dinning table just in the next room, ready to be dispersed though out the house. Esme had grown all the purple roses in her green house after she heard that I liked purple.
"Alice it is perfectly fine. Renesmee is not going to notice one side of the ribbon is a different length than the other."
"No, but everyone else will! I WILL! You are still doing it wrong. Let me show you what it is supposed to look like."
"Alice just finish your own things, I think I can handle making bows and curled ribbon for my daughter's presents. Go start separating the flowers with Esme or go bug Jasper, I want to do this."
"Alice... Please leave Bella to the bows, move on to something else. I am sure you can get Emmett to help you with the decoration for the back yard."
"Hmph!" Alice's face scrunched in frustration, and she escapes the room, out through the dining room.
"Hi guys." Making myself known. With all the commotion not even my vampire family noticed me walking into the kitchen.
"Oh Renesmee, how was school, Sweetheart?" My mom gliding to my side.
"Good, I met a couple of girls that want me to have a sleep over on Sunday since we don't have school on Monday. They are really nice, can I go?"
"Sure sweetie, I would like to meet the girls first though, maybe have them over for lunch on Sunday or something?"
"Bella, that might not be a good idea since no one is supposed to see us... Even if they don't know who we are it could be put together and that would be really detrimental to our secrecy. Maybe Carlisle or myself should drop her off at the girl's house so it looks more normal." Esme's rational thinking kicking in.
"Yeah, maybe you are right... I wish to meet them at some point though Renesmee."
"Of course mom." Thank goodness for Esme, because if they came over before the party, and dad heard the girl's minds he would know.
While looking at all the decorations, "Can I help with anything?"
"No, the birthday girl does not help with the decorations!" Alice chirped as she appeared again behind the counter, picking at the bows mom had finished. Mom moving over to Alice swatting her hand away and starting back with the bows.
"I want to help though..." giving my best pout.
"Come with me Renesmee you can help me pick a few more roses from the green house." Grandma Esme took my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze leading toward the back door.
"Okay. That sounds good."
Grabbing her trimmers she led the way down the densely growing plants and flowers.
"So, we haven't had a good long talk lately like we usually do... What has been up with you and Jake lately? You guys have been bickering an awful lot. I don't like seeing any of you kids arguing."
"I don't know... grandma it seems like all we do anymore is argue. I am ..... we just.... aren't agreeing on much anymore. He is worried about mom and dad not trusting him ever again with me... so he acts all babysitter-ish now rather than boyfriend, and he doesn't know when to turn off the babysitter and be my boyfriend." I felt most comfortable talking to her out of all of the family, she is really good at blocking dad when I ask, (Grandma says: as long as it is something that he doesn't need to know then she won't tell him, mentally or verbally) so if I can talk to anyone in the house the safest one would be Esme.
"hmm. yeah, that is not good. But Renesmee it isn't all his fault either, when you argued with him the other day about not wanting him going to his pack meeting, that was unfair of you to do to him. And then you shoved him and told him to go then, just to get out. That was a little childish of you. And I know I mentioned this after he left that day, but you do have to know, you still have some maturing to do."
"Yeah, I understand your point, but what should I do I am so frustrated with him and the whole situation right now. We never get any time alone, were are always being watched, and it isn't like I can kiss him in from to Uncle Em, and even if I do kiss him he doesn't put any passion or life into it. He doesn't seem to hear anything I say or talk to me like he used to, we used to talk about the pack, and his new nephew Josh, Paul and Rachel's new baby, and we were going to go and see the new baby, but Paul doesn't like me so he didn't want Jake to bring me over to their house, so he went without me, and that really hurt my feelings. How are we supposed to be a couple when I cant even go to his sister and her husband's house to she my "possible" future nephew?"
"I know it is very hard sweetie. I never like to say this in front of your mother, because I know it would upset her, I mainly only talk about it around Carlisle, .......... but........... I have always worried about what complications would arise when and if you became serious with Jake. I have had my doubts about it working... and the thing with his family and them not excepting you... I don't understand it, but some of the pack still cant get over the fact that you are of vampire breed. The younger ones are just brats, that have been jaded by Paul, when Sam isn't around. But you have to know the Rachel does like you, Paul is just set in his ways and stubborn."
"Yeah. I just don't know what to do. I am so tired of always having disagreements with him, and I just have a feeling it is only going to get worse..."
"Well Nessi-may, I know you don't want to hear this... but maybe you guys should take a break from each other... it might make the heart grow fonder..." Esme half smiled as she lightly brushes her fingers over my hair in a caring motion, leaning in to kiss my hair just above my ear.
"Yeah, I don't know... and your right that was not what I wanted to hear. But thank you Esme you are always full of good advice, I just don't know if I would want to test that one."
"Well Renesmee I think it is time to at least talk to him, if you are not going to consider a break, and it is perfect timing for a talk because, he is here I can smell him, the scent is pretty strong so he must be in the house already."
The door bursting open, causing me to jump "Ness! Where are you?!?! Ness?"
Jake made his way around the thick greenery sniffing, obviously smelling my scent.
"O my god. Are you okay Ness?" Pulling me into a giant hug, I gave him a confused gaze pushing back quickly from the hug.
"What are you talking about Jake? I am fine. obviously... Why would you think I wasn't okay?"
"Rose told me over the phone that you weren't home earlier and that if you were that you wouldn't talk to me, then I got here and smelled a new leech, and got worried that you were harmed. What the hell is another one of them doing here?"
Esme, irritated by Jake's mean accusations and stereotyping, stepped away grabbing the rest of the purple roses and heading quickly back toward the house, leaving the door of the green house open. She seemed a little hurt by his still un-accepting behavior toward my family's species.
"Jake, that was really mean, and you are very lucky my father isn't in here right now attacking you for swearing in front of me... and Jake, I am part of the species you like to call leeches. I'm half leech..." A tear leaking from my eye, wiping it quickly as I look at the ground and squeeze passed Jake and the greenery out of the green house, into the thick trees, escaping from reality for awhile.
I could sense that Jake was following me but I kept going... Maybe if I kept going he would get tired of chasing me and give up.
Why do I have to be a half-breed, the weird one... the misfit... most of he pack refers to me as: the half leech beauty... then I am also: the weak one in the family... the un-accepted one in Jake's friends and family. The one that doesn't fit in the puzzle.
Finding the deeper edge of the river behind the house, about 300 yards away, I jumped in, erasing any tracked scent that Jake could follow. Hopefully Jake has a good explanation for my dad of why I am missing.
I will go back home in a few hours... maybe 3 hours... maybe 6-8 hours... maybe 10 or 11 hours... When ever I can sort some things out... Esme's words rang loud in my ears, buzzing like helicopters around my head... I didn't want that, but maybe I should consider it... maybe... no... We can work through this rough patch we don't need a separation...
Slowly becoming droopy eyed I leaned against a bent over tree trunk, sliding down it into a sitting position leaving myself to drift off, escaping the world.
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QUESTION: this may effect the story.... What should Renesmee do about her predicament???
And don't get mad at her for running away, she was deeply hurt and just needed some time alone... So if not "what do you want Renesmee to do" then "What do you think she will do??"
and Orelina, you are too smart, seeing 'below the onion peel' about this story, lol, you have a good idea about a small piece of what is going to happen in the story so you should keep your thoughts vague on this particular question... lol... but please do answer it non the less, please : )
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