So I know it is a short chapter. I am really busy with school. I will try my best to update soon, but I have some research papers to write first. I hope you enjoy.
Nessie
The morning arrives and with it comes that same sense of dread I felt last night before bed. Something is wrong. I know it. And if Mom and Dad don't tell me, Jacob will. I will do whatever I need to do to make sure of that.
I walk upstairs to find that both Grandma and Grandpa are gone. When I ask Mom where they went, she avoids the question by asking how the party went. I'm in no mood this morning to humor her. "Where are Grandpa and Grandma?" I repeat a little more firmly. She tries to hide it, but I see the way her eyes change shades just the tinniest bit.
"Your father and I are going hunting in a few minutes. If you come along we will explain everything," she replies after some time.
"I'll get dressed."
I'm ready to go in record time. As usual, I am waiting on my parents to stop sucking face and get going. They are clinging to each other even more than usual. It's a sure sign that whatever is going on is bad—really bad.
Dad and Mom run a little slower than they would like because I am with. Even with my increased strength and speed, I am not quite as fast as Mom. And Dad is fast even for a vampire. My strength has basically peaked now. As long as I maintain a healthy diet of blood, I won't get much stronger. At least I won't unless I only drink human blood all the time. Even then, I will peak eventually.
We hunt in silence. I don't even take the time to notice the way they move when they hunt. I'm much too worried to care. I take out my aggression on the animals that I slaughter. It's the only way I can distract myself from whatever is coming.
When we are all fully fed and on a bit of a blood high we stop a few miles from home. Mom and Dad insist that I sit down as they talk, which just freaks me out more. I wish they would have brought Jasper along to calm me.
"As you know, we have been tracking the decisions of the Volturi for weeks," Mom begins. "Last night Aro made the decision to come here."
"What do they want?" I ask even though I can guess the answer.
"They want you Renesmee," Dad answers. "And they will stop at nothing until they have you."
"Which is why we are going to overthrow them," Mom interjects with a feral growl.
"When do we leave?" I ask now eager to go. I want to get this over as fast as possible.
"We leave in a week," Dad answers. I can't help but notice the emphasis on we. Obviously I am not invited to go on this little excursion. "You will stay here with all the imprints. Plans have already been made."
Imprints? The wolves are going too? It feels as if someone has kneed me in the gut when I picture Jacob leaving me. What if he dies? "He won't die Renesmee," Daddy whispers. "I've seen him fight before. He's good."
"Can you guarantee he will be fine?" I fire back because I want to yell. I immediately feel bad for taking it out on Daddy.
"We can't guarantee anything Renesmee," Mom answers sounding defeated already. "But we are going to go do our best. That's all we can do for now."
The rest of the conversation is a loss to me. Mom explains something about gathering others to help. The Dad explains the plans which seem to me to be basically gearing up to say goodbye. By the end of the conversation I feel crushed and alone. My whole family is going to die and I will be stuck here waiting on the Volturi to come capture me. This sucks.