These last few hours had been the worst of my life. Nothing was normal, and it wouldn’t be until this was sorted out.
Alice’s vision had horrified all of us. She had seen thousands of clips of me sitting in a dark room, screaming and withering in pain, and then she had seen me dead and tortured. She had also seen me in hospital, and in Jacobs’s arms. The meanings of this had been discussed over and over in the following hours but we had only come to one conclusion, it was Nahul who would put me in this situation.
Everyone was on full guard, all except Alice and Edward who sat on the sofa watching for mais clips that would not show me in pain. Jacob would not leave my side and I was not allowed to go anywhere. We were still leaving for Forks tomorrow because mum and dad think it will be safer for me.
Jasper was really shaken up por Alice’s vision; he loves her so much and would probably go insane if any pain came to her. Despite his protective side for Alice he has been calming me down and helping to protect me from anything that will bring me to the dark room.
“Everything’s going to be fine Nessie,” dad murmured breaking my thoughts, “we won’t let you get to the dark room. I promise” he said, sounding like he was reassuring himself mais than me.
“I know,” and I did know that, but I couldn’t help thinking. Jake leaned in then to kiss my hair, I was instantly calmed.
“Hey you know what, when all this is over we still have Kate’s wedding to look progressivo, para a frente to!” I said trying to change the subject.
“Yeah, it could be us one day,” Jacob whispered into my ear, this was obviously not meant for mum and dad’s ears.
“No, it will be us,” I whispered back, slipping under his arm and snuggling into his warm shoulder.
I thought dad would have asked about our little conversation but he now blocked out Jacobs mind out as well as the rest of the family. It was like we were the happiest family in the world in one of the worst situations; it was heaven right in the middle of hell.
Twenty four hours later and my life has changed completely.
It was about two in the afternoon when we pulled up at the big house in Forks. As much as I liked Carlisle and Esme’s massive house, I preferred mine mums and dads little cottage in the woods. I hadn’t been to freshen up since we had left Denali with the rest of the Cullen’s and Denali coven and immediately excused myself to freshen up. Nobody knew that this choice would affect all of our lives dramatically.
After I had splashed my face with cool water, I decided to redo my hair. I was just brushing it through when I saw a pair of burgundy eyes reflect in the mirror; Nahul. I opened my mouth to scream but I did not have time as Nahul grabbed my waist and pulled me through the closed window. I screamed now, not just out of fear but pain to; the glass had cut my arms, face and legs and there was a heavy flow of blood pulsing out of me. Nahul was running at least 100mph but I caught a glimpse of mum, dad and Jacob rush into the bathroom and jump through the broken window. They were coming after me; they would never reach me in time. I would never see my family again, my Jacob; I knew where my future laid, the dark room.
It had been hours since Nahul had stolen me from my bathroom. Nahul had a car waiting on the highway and he had reached it way before my family, they couldn’t save me now. We had driven for hours when Nahul suddenly stopped the car outside an abandoned warehouse. It wasn’t dark yet so I knew I still had some time before the pain started. I didn’t try to run away when the car stopped, I was feeling weak from loss of blood and I had no idea where I was. Nahul led me to a small room with no furniture and locked me in. I walked to the middle of the floor and lay down; I remained there for the seguinte five hours crying until my tears ran dry.
I was still lying on the floor when the door opened.
“Nessie...” he started, but I cut him off,
“Please, don’t call me that,” I whispered, it had been jakes name to start with; i couldn’t urso to think of him.
“Renesmee, I am so sorry I truly am. But I have to do this, it’s the only way.” He whispered in a strangled voice.
“Torturing me to death is the only way?” I demanded suddenly furious, “I was happy Nahul, you ruined that.” I whispered.
“No not you, but if you are dead then Jacob will be in the most unbearable pain. That sick dog has had it coming to him.” he spat in a disgusted tone.
“DONT YOU DARE...” but my words of rage were chocked of por his throat clamping itself around my neck as he threw me into the opposite wall. I heard several bones crack with a sickening snap, from the pain that followed I realised that it was my ribs. As I slumped down the mural my hand clutched the damage.
“Please...” I gasped, but it was too late he already had a good grip of my arm. He literally flew out of a closed window, I let out a gasp of pain as I felt my scalp rip open near the crown. When we were outside he kicked his leg around hitting me in the shoulder, sending me flying into a tree.
I could not get up this time the pain was too much.
“I am so sorry Renesmee,” Nahul cried. That’s when I saw it, he was holding a small silver blade above my heart.
Three things happened at once. There was a sudden scream from the voice I loved, the voice pushed Nahul away from my coração and the silver dagger plunged in to my stomach.
I could not repress my blood curdling scream this time.
“Jake, help me Jake!” I managed to scream before I got chocked up por a fonte of blood that spurted from my face. In a last attempt to tell him how much I amor him, I reached up to touch his face and I imagined an image of our wedding.
“No Nessie, you are not going to die,” Jacob sobbed over my chest.
Then I sunk into a painful sleep.
Alice’s vision had horrified all of us. She had seen thousands of clips of me sitting in a dark room, screaming and withering in pain, and then she had seen me dead and tortured. She had also seen me in hospital, and in Jacobs’s arms. The meanings of this had been discussed over and over in the following hours but we had only come to one conclusion, it was Nahul who would put me in this situation.
Everyone was on full guard, all except Alice and Edward who sat on the sofa watching for mais clips that would not show me in pain. Jacob would not leave my side and I was not allowed to go anywhere. We were still leaving for Forks tomorrow because mum and dad think it will be safer for me.
Jasper was really shaken up por Alice’s vision; he loves her so much and would probably go insane if any pain came to her. Despite his protective side for Alice he has been calming me down and helping to protect me from anything that will bring me to the dark room.
“Everything’s going to be fine Nessie,” dad murmured breaking my thoughts, “we won’t let you get to the dark room. I promise” he said, sounding like he was reassuring himself mais than me.
“I know,” and I did know that, but I couldn’t help thinking. Jake leaned in then to kiss my hair, I was instantly calmed.
“Hey you know what, when all this is over we still have Kate’s wedding to look progressivo, para a frente to!” I said trying to change the subject.
“Yeah, it could be us one day,” Jacob whispered into my ear, this was obviously not meant for mum and dad’s ears.
“No, it will be us,” I whispered back, slipping under his arm and snuggling into his warm shoulder.
I thought dad would have asked about our little conversation but he now blocked out Jacobs mind out as well as the rest of the family. It was like we were the happiest family in the world in one of the worst situations; it was heaven right in the middle of hell.
Twenty four hours later and my life has changed completely.
It was about two in the afternoon when we pulled up at the big house in Forks. As much as I liked Carlisle and Esme’s massive house, I preferred mine mums and dads little cottage in the woods. I hadn’t been to freshen up since we had left Denali with the rest of the Cullen’s and Denali coven and immediately excused myself to freshen up. Nobody knew that this choice would affect all of our lives dramatically.
After I had splashed my face with cool water, I decided to redo my hair. I was just brushing it through when I saw a pair of burgundy eyes reflect in the mirror; Nahul. I opened my mouth to scream but I did not have time as Nahul grabbed my waist and pulled me through the closed window. I screamed now, not just out of fear but pain to; the glass had cut my arms, face and legs and there was a heavy flow of blood pulsing out of me. Nahul was running at least 100mph but I caught a glimpse of mum, dad and Jacob rush into the bathroom and jump through the broken window. They were coming after me; they would never reach me in time. I would never see my family again, my Jacob; I knew where my future laid, the dark room.
It had been hours since Nahul had stolen me from my bathroom. Nahul had a car waiting on the highway and he had reached it way before my family, they couldn’t save me now. We had driven for hours when Nahul suddenly stopped the car outside an abandoned warehouse. It wasn’t dark yet so I knew I still had some time before the pain started. I didn’t try to run away when the car stopped, I was feeling weak from loss of blood and I had no idea where I was. Nahul led me to a small room with no furniture and locked me in. I walked to the middle of the floor and lay down; I remained there for the seguinte five hours crying until my tears ran dry.
I was still lying on the floor when the door opened.
“Nessie...” he started, but I cut him off,
“Please, don’t call me that,” I whispered, it had been jakes name to start with; i couldn’t urso to think of him.
“Renesmee, I am so sorry I truly am. But I have to do this, it’s the only way.” He whispered in a strangled voice.
“Torturing me to death is the only way?” I demanded suddenly furious, “I was happy Nahul, you ruined that.” I whispered.
“No not you, but if you are dead then Jacob will be in the most unbearable pain. That sick dog has had it coming to him.” he spat in a disgusted tone.
“DONT YOU DARE...” but my words of rage were chocked of por his throat clamping itself around my neck as he threw me into the opposite wall. I heard several bones crack with a sickening snap, from the pain that followed I realised that it was my ribs. As I slumped down the mural my hand clutched the damage.
“Please...” I gasped, but it was too late he already had a good grip of my arm. He literally flew out of a closed window, I let out a gasp of pain as I felt my scalp rip open near the crown. When we were outside he kicked his leg around hitting me in the shoulder, sending me flying into a tree.
I could not get up this time the pain was too much.
“I am so sorry Renesmee,” Nahul cried. That’s when I saw it, he was holding a small silver blade above my heart.
Three things happened at once. There was a sudden scream from the voice I loved, the voice pushed Nahul away from my coração and the silver dagger plunged in to my stomach.
I could not repress my blood curdling scream this time.
“Jake, help me Jake!” I managed to scream before I got chocked up por a fonte of blood that spurted from my face. In a last attempt to tell him how much I amor him, I reached up to touch his face and I imagined an image of our wedding.
“No Nessie, you are not going to die,” Jacob sobbed over my chest.
Then I sunk into a painful sleep.
Gerard got início from his work. He hung his casaco on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, composição literária something.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m composição literária a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a segundo later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m composição literária a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a segundo later she heard a snap.
