12
Renesmee

I felt like screaming. Jacob was running too fast. I clung to his fur, eyes closed tight. I think I DID shriek. I heard Emmett laugh in front of us. Ugh. Why does everyone ruin my moment? I was crazy enough to open my eyes. Emmett ran up a árvore and Jacob stood on his hind legs, barking like a real dog does to a cat. I fell off and landed on my backside. Ow. Jacob was still barking like mad. I aimed a kick at his right leg, but he didn't notice. Going to the other side of the tree, I inspected the branches. One was low enough for me to get on topo, início of. As soon as I was seguinte to Emmett, I saw he wasn't looking at either of us. He looked at the land ahead, eyes wide. I looked too. Then I stopped dead. I was looking at pitch black nothingness, where all the trees should be.
"Hey, how'd you get up here?" came a voice that almost startled me out of the tree. I realized Jacob wasn't barking below, but joined us on the topo, início branch. I forced him to look at the swirling vortex of darkness ahead. He stiffened.
"Okay, playtime's over. We need to get back home. Bella's gonna kill me," Emmett muttered.

Okay, we reached back home, and I was built up with millions of questions.
"What the hell was that? Is it bad? Does it have anything to do with the Volturi? Will it-"
"Renesmee, hon, now's not the time for 20 Questions," Jacob whispered in my ear. My mom and dad ran outside, looking relieved. My dad immediately stopped dead in his tracks. Oops. I was thinking of the Vortex of Doom. Mom was looking at him funny.
"Well, I'd like to listen to awkward silence all day, but Rose is probably gonna kill me if I don't give her attention right now. Bye!" Emmett dissappeared.
"Nessie, what's going on?" my mom interrogated.
"Well, it's a long story. See, Emmett tried making us mad again and it worked! Jacob ran him up a árvore and we both chased him up. We looked at the view and there was this Vortex of Doom, see?" I ran out of breath and put my hand to my mother's cheek. Oops, the kiss. Fast-forward. I saw the Spirally-Swirly-Killer-Hole again. Much better. I took my hand back. My mom was in shock. Dad had recovered and was asking perguntas faster than I could answer. When he was through, Jacob hauled me up over his shoulder like he would a sack of potatoes.
"Hey! Jake, put me down or I'll bite your shoulder," I warned.
"We need to see a friend of mine, Edward. He knows this kind of stuff. You don't mind Nessie in La Push, do you?"
"Yes, I mind! Do you have any idea what rule you'll be breaking?!!!"
"Aw, keep your teeth polished. She'll have special access por me. Nessie, wanna be my wife-for-the-day?"
I giggled.
"If you put me down, yes."
"Okay."
Jacob put me down and put my promise ring (which I wear every day) on my left ring finger.
"I now pronounce thee husband and wife," Mom muttered. My dad merely growled.
Jacob picked me up again.
"Hey!"
"You said nothing of being picked up again," Jacob explained angelically. Or devilishly. Take your pick.
Jacob marched smartly to the parking lot, being sure to bounce me up and down. As soon as I'm on flat land, he's dead. Or I could divorce. I was thinking about this so much, I didn't notice we were in my mustang until the engine revved.
"Hey! This is MY car!" I screamed.
"You're my wife-for-the-day, so what's yours is mine," Jacob said gleefully. We pulled out into the driveway, and sped off, me grumbling in the passenger's seat. Yup, he's dead.