This is a small book i am composição literária about the life of Renesmee cullen after (Breaking Dawn) It is in he rpoint of view for almost the whole time (with a few exceptions) I suggest starting from chapter 1 to get the full impact and information (:

Chapter 24: Gone with the wind.

I waited in the darkness, counting the seconds.

1..2..3

With each that passed i grew mais anxious. Although i was floors away from the main attraction, i could hear each of their voices crystal clear;

".. Caught scent of a Vampire on our land, it isn't one of your visitors?" I heard seth assume.

"No, We don't have any friends visiting nor were we expecting anyone" Carlisle lied smoothly.

Although it wasn't quite a lie, i wasn't a friend. I was family, and they really were not expecting me.

"There is no possible way this is anyone you may know?" i heard same say in attempt to get premission to hunt the Vampire.

"No." My mother said almost too quickly.

"If we see anything, we'll let you know.." my father said trying to get them out as fast as possible.

"Yeah, we wouldn't mind a good fight. With Renesmee gone and Bella being a Vampire now, things have gotten quite boring." Emmette's voice boomed. It was followed por a bellow of laughter from mixed people.

Then there was silence. Not just any silence, a suspicious type. I started to worry. I listened very closely, but nobody made a sound. Nobody moved.

"..Sam?" Seth asked

There was silence once mais "Thier here aren't they? The Vampire.." Sam said slowly.

"Maybe it's time for you to leave" My mother suggested.

I started to panic. Of course i couldn't run, if they were to catch my scent... But would i be safer staying here? .. well it would be 6 against 2.. I shuddered at my thought of my family fighting the wolves.

"Seth.." I heard my father call, it sounded mais of a warning then a question.

Before i knew it footsteps started to come closer, and along with it was a scent. The scent of blood. My throat burned once more, setting my throat on fire. Again the excess liquid flowed through my mouth. I closed my eyes in attempt to calm myself.

1..2..3.

I counted in my head, holding my breath so i wouldn't intake the fogo more. What surprised me mais was that they didn't smell bad to me. My family and the lobos always complained about how the vampiros cheirado, cheirava, smelt bad to the lobos and vice versa. But for me the lobos cheirado, cheirava, smelt just like any other human, which made it worse.

1..2..3..

The scent was so close i could practicly taste it. I gasped in a breath of fresh air, facing away from where it was coming from. I didn't even register that they were about to find me. And even if they had promised to keep this from Jacob, they would eventualy think about it. And Jake would find out.

1..2..3.

A light broke through the dark room i was hidden in. I stood against the darkest corner staring horrified into the direction of the light. I wanted to dissapear, and if i wasn't worried about another discovering me, i would've ran. There was a near-by window but it was too late for escape.

I looked down at the floor, once mais glueing my eyes to it. Ashamed of what they were about tto see, scared of what they may do, mais who they may tell.

They quickly shuffled in, yet kept their distance. Sam's horrified voice spoke hoarsly

"Renesmee?"

Before i knew it my family started to take up the o espaço in the room aswell. My mother stood on the left side of me, holding me near. My father stood on the right side of me, but his stance was mais protective then worried.

I took my eyes off the floor, meeting their gaze. They recoiled backwards, as if i had hit them. But i knew my deep bloodred eyes would be enough to throw them off guard. I didn't want to have to speak, that would lead to having to breath. But i needed to tell them.

"..Maybe it wont be so boring after all" Emmette mused. Rosalie and Alice both shot him a look of dissapproval.

I sucked in a breathe of firey air, burning my lungs until they felt like two lumps of coal. I immidietly clenched my teeth, trying to keep my composure. I felt Jasper, who was now at my side, ready to restrain me. It was then i noticed everybody in the o espaço was now eyeing me cautiously.

I stared back into the confused eyes of Seth and Sam. A look of horror and confusion was placed across each of their faces.Sam looked around the room, then back at me.

"They did this to you?" His voice was soft, yet accusing towards the others.

A snarl immeditely ripped from my mothers throat. "We would never hurt her!"

Sam only ignored it and only sared back at me in confusion. His once comforting voice now shook the slightest bit when he spoke. I knew he had every bit intention on telling Jacob, but i knew i couldn't let him. Jacob would rather see me dead then..

"Sam, the less you and Seth know, the easier it can be kept a secret.."

"A secret?" Seth asked in a confused tone, his voice raching up an octave higher. He watched my eyes for a moment. I stared back at him, hoping he would understand the meaning. "Oh.. you mean from Jacob"

I nodded once not wanting to suck in another breath of fiery air.

"Renesmee i don't know if-" Sam started to protest.

I held up my hand to stop him. I closed my eyes and inhaled a deep breath so i could speak. fogo raged through my throat, and an excesss flow of amargo, amarga liquid flowed through aswell.

I locked my jaw and waited a moment. Silence filled through, but i knew each were ready to restrain me in neccasary. Once i felt it was seguro enough, i reopened my eyes.

"You can tell him if you want" I agreed. They looked relived for a moment . That was until i continued. "But remember, which Jacob would you rather deal with; The one that thinks Renesmee is gone, or the one that finds out she is a Vampire?"

They knew what i was thinking was right. His reaction would be much mais of a scene if he were to find out. Maybe even dangerous. I didn't want to imagine Jacobs face when they told him. Of course he wouldn't beilive it at first.. I saw Sam hesitantly nod his head in agreement.

"Am i allowed to take her now?" Jasper asked pleadingly in regards to my thirst.

I knew he knew exactly how bad the fogo raged through me at the moment. And i knew it made him mais and mais anxious to have me stand there in such close proximity.

Seth and Sam exchanged quick looks, worried looks. They examined me again, except this time in a judgmental way. I only looked back curious. A hiss pushed out of my fathers throat once more.

"Please, you think we would let her be as reckless as that?!" he spat the words out in their direction.

" I hope so, for her sake that there hasn't and wont be any faults" Sam said sympatheticly.

I may not be a mindreader, but i knew they were discussing my control. If i was to hurt, or kill a human they would have to destroy me whether Jacob said it was okay or not.

They were silent for another moment, as if they were debating if they were going to ask the seguinte pergunta on their mind. My father sighed.

" Bella already told you.." My father answered them.

Seth eyed my father "This is getting quite irritable..."

"..It isn't my fault what i hear and don't hear"

"Anyways it doesn't matter what Bella said" Sam said eyeing my mother "We need to hear it from her" motioning in my direction.
"Renesmee, did a Cullen do this to you whether it was accidently or purposely?"

I stared back at them in awe. How could they even think that my family, my own family would do this to me! I shook my head once.

I didn't want to have to breath again in fear of losing my control. I saw seth's eyes pour longly into mine. I knew he wanted oh so badly to let Jacob know i was fine, but i wasn't.

I shook my head slightly once. And he only nod, that nod was his promise to try and keep this from Jacob.

I broke the gaze suddenly. I needed to get out, it felt as if the walls were closing in. I couldn't breathe anymore, well.. hypotheticly speaking. My fiery throat burned immencly at the pain of their scent.

Jasper shot me a look. A look that told me to get out; fast. I knew he was right, i didn't want to do somthing i would later regret.

I left the room in a rush, trying to find the fastest way to fresh air. I decided to leave, go for a run. I would have to be sure to stay off of their land though, in fear of the outcome.
Before i knew it i was in the forest. I seemed faster then normal, and i didn't mind. It was quite a convenient way to get around. I havn't been able to run as i did when i was younger. My speed is probaly the only thing that has weakend, as the others had strengthened.

A mass of green blurs past por my now fastl moving body. I never imagined an outcome such as this. But my ice cold skin and glourious red eyes were only testimonials tot he awful fact. I haltedto a stop to examine around myself. Although my surroundings felt distant and unfamiliar i had such an uncanny sense of direction.

Suddenly a near-by scent had diverted my attention from my usual train of thought. I felt my musceles tense, and my posture in a crouching position. I listened quite carefully, unmoving. Silence filled there air for what seemed to be a record time.

There was a strong feeling of thirst that broke through my already neglected appetite.

Then i heard it. It was very subtle, just an innocent cough from the mouth of a human. But before i could make sense of what to do next, before i could run away my feet were already moving. Although instead of moving away from the scent - i was quickly getting closer.

NO! This wasn't an uknown movement - mais a distant one. These were the movements you would make if you were hunting. I knew whatever - whoever was on the other side of this trail would surely die if i could not resist the tempting urge. And that grew quite difficult because the closer i got towards the taunting sent - the mais my throat ached.

The hours spent on the plane seguinte to hundreds of humans was merely a candle light compared to the forest fogo that now blazed through my much abused throat. I had allowed this to continue for too long of a time. I quickly jolted myself back, allowing my body to fall back against an old moss covered tree.

"You will not be a monster" I reminded myself.
It wasn't tht i resented vampires, I am - was - half of one! It's the fact that it wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to have to live in this way. I had options, and people i loved and cared about.

I had my two worlds of vampiros and humans perfectly balanced out through my life. And now, i had only one life. As if half of myself is gone - never to be found again. And i would never get it back because this, what i am, can never be undone.

Although the scent of the human had quickly fluttered away in another direction, the pain still sat in my throat. I looked back into the direction of my home, debating whether or not to return or continue on my soon to be hard lived journey. But for the sake of the ones i amor i decided i should return.

I have left my family one to many times - only to return and leave again. But i would not let that happen.

I carefully stood up, brushing off the remaints of moss that clung to my clothing. As i did, i felt a single drop of water catch onto my ice cold hand. I stared up into the dark sky as small rain droplets began to form, filling the air around me. I ran swiftly in the rain praying for only the best to return in exchange for my coming home.



*NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR*

I apologize for the time it has taken to write this (short) chapter. I have been debating whether or not im going to keep composição literária the book. I find if there isn't enough interest in it, i may stop composição literária it.

Again, i am sorry for the time. But thank you so much to my loyal readers that have been witth me from chapter 1, i amor you all <333333333





-Brianna