I was sleeping, peacefully, dreaming of a life with no worry, only happiness of my family and I together forever. A life with no Volturi to scare us or threaten us with harm. Then something had waken me.
Opening my eyes I sat up and did a quick scan around the room. I was alone. That meant my parents must be somewhere in the house. One sniff would easily tell me their location. Inhaling once I allowed my senses to take over. I tasted their scent but it was fading meaning they were not in the house.
Jumping from my bed I scampered across the room to the doors that led to the beach. The moment I wrenched it open I tasted the salt of the sea. Then I saw them. They were heading towards the dock where the boat was that brought us here. Where were they going?
Without wasting another second I ran, my feet barely touching the sand as I moved fast enough that it was as if I floated.
"Mommy, daddy. Where are you going?" I called out. My father turned to face me just as I jumped into his arms. I waited for three seconds and then I just couldn’t wait anymore. I quickly brought my hand up to meet his face and then willed the information from his mind.
I saw the plan from the beginning, before we even headed to Forks. It was decided. My parents brought me here to Isle Esme to leave me. Though I knew there was more to the reason behind this just knowing they were leaving me was all I cared about.
Immeadiately my face grew warm and my eyes grew damp. As a gentle breeze blew, the teary trails on my face grew cold. My lips parted slightly and I took in a rattled breath.
"Why are you leaving me? Is it because I caused all this trouble?" I cried, my voice full of agonizing despair. My mother brought me quickly into her arms and began her attempts to sooth me. The only way to make me feel better would be to stay with me. That was all I wanted.
"Renesmee you know that's not true. We are doing this to keep you safe." My mother said to me.
Of course I understood that too but I didn't care. Being safe and alive meant nothing to me if it meant my family couldn't be with me. If they die I don't want to live another moment.
"Bella." My father murmered. "We need to go. The Volturi." At that moment my mother set me to my feet and kissed me.
"Renesmee, you need to go back inside and go to sleep okay?" She added.
"No! Please don't leave me mommy." I cried as I wrapped my arms around her tightly. "I'll eat my human food, even that yucky green stuff." I pleaded as I thought about the tree-like vegetables that smelled as bad as they tasted. "I'll go back to school and I'll be a big girl." At this time the tears were flowing non-stop down my cheeks. The emotional pain began to grow into a physical pain that I knew showed in my eyes. I turned my head to my father. "Daddy please don't leave me." I begged. My father knelt down on his knee and placed his hands on my shoulders.
"Renesmee we are doing this for your safety. The Volturi won't be able to find you here. Rhiannon and Ethan will take care of you and make sure you are safe. Gracie will be your friend and keep you company." He explained.
Did he not know that none of this mattered to me if I didn't have my family. Nothing could replace that. Nothing in the world could fill that void. Not even Jake. Jake. My Jacob would be torn when he finds out I will not be coming back. This frustrated me.
"I don't WANT them. I want you and mommy!" I screamed bitterly.
Suddenly Rhiannon and Ethan were there. Rhiannon lifted me effortlessly into my arms and started to head back to the house. There was no way this could just end like this. I wasn't going to let my parents just leave. Wriggling around I was able to get out of Rhiannon's arms. The moment I landed on my feet I took of running back to my parents. I was arms length away when Ethan grabbed me around my waist and hoisted me over his shoulder.
"Come on Renesmee its time for bed." He said as he carried me towards the house.
"Daddy, mommy. Please! I don't care about being safe I want to be with you!" I screamed in a last attempt to persuade them into stay before I disappeared into the house.
The moment he set me to my feet I headed straight for the door but he cut me off.
"Go! Get out of here already." Ethan said as he chased me around the house, thwarting my attempted escapes.
Then I froze as I heard the boat start. Soon enough the sound began to fade and I knew they were gone. But if I could just get to them then maybe they would have to give in and stay. I quickly took a seat on the floor and pulled my knees to my chest before wrapping my arms around them. Ethan must have thought I gave up the fight because he let out a sigh and headed across the room before sinking into a over-stuffed white leather arm chair.
This was it. Jumping to my feet I threw the door open and ran as fast as my vampire side of me would allow. I made it to the dock and jumped into the water before I started swimming as best as I could. This was the first time I had ever been in the water, unless you count the seattle ferry incident. Since that day I read up on some books about swimming. It was alot harder then it seemed because after a minute of doing a breast stroke I was achingly tired.
This is how I was going to die. In an attempt to get my family back I simply bit off more then I could chew and because of this I was going to choak and die. I was tired. Too tired to continue. If I was to die I might as well accept it and seccumb to the deep blue willingly. Stopping in mid-stroke I treaded the water. Looking once at the moon I thought of my family and Jake. Then I blew out my breath and allowed myself to sink.
As I sank I looked around at the ocean. Many colorful fish swam here and there. Some of them, startled by my appearance hid behind some coral. Smiling to myself I closed my eyes. A hard pain began growing in my lungs as they wanted to inhale. I needed air in order to survive. But I wasn't going to get any, this was my end. Before I was taken into complete blackness it felt like I was raising. Or maybe flying. I was definitely dead.
I was watching myself from above. Ethan had just set my body down on the wooden floor that belonged to the living room in the house on Isle Esme. From the looks of it I was soaking wet. My clothes appeared darkened from the dampness of water. My hair was plastered to my face and my skin was unnaturally pale, for me. I had a ghostly appearance as my blue lips stuck out from my lifeless face.
Then Rhiannon appeared and began pumping my chest repeatedly. After a few moments she would breath into me. Three cycles of this was all she did before she sat back on her heels and buried her head into her hands.
"She's gone." Rhiannon said. "She isn't breathing and there is no heart beat.
If I was truly dead then why was my spirit still here. What was happening? Was this what happened after you died? Did you stay in limbo and watch your loved ones continue on in life?
"What are we going to do?" Ethan asked as he stared at my lifeless body. "What do we tell Bella and Edward?"
Oh no! What would my dad and mom think? My dead would break their hearts terribly. What have I done.
"We should wait until after the fight to say anything. If we tell them now they won't be able to focus and my sisters could die." Rhiannon said quickly.
"Wait until after the fight, Gotcha." Ethan replied before getting to his feet. He took one look at my body and quickly looked away. "What do we do with the body?" he proceeded to ask.
Before any ideas could be mentioned I felt as if everything was growing hazy around me. It felt like I was suffocating with a heavy weight sitting on my chest. Then all around me was black. I no longer existed.
Sorry Mom. Sorry Dad. Sorry Jake...