Evening Sun: The Saga Continues

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

“Edward, I hate this.” I whispered, burying my head against his cold, hard, chest. He pulled the silky bed covers over us.

“So do I.” He sighed, wrapping both arms around me.

“Can we leave?”

“What?”

“I want to start over. Let’s take Renesmee, and leave.”

He chuckled, and twisted a finger in my ratted hair.

“We cannot leave simply because we are unhappy with the events of our life.”

“Why not?” I groaned. I know my idea was stupid. But it doesn’t hurt to ask, right?

“As much as I would love to, Bella, but that endeavor is immature.”

“I know.”

He laughed quietly. “I love you so much.” He pressed his lips against my hair.

I smiled. “I love you too, Edward.”

He gently turned to his side, taking me with him, in his strong arms.

“Besides, I think whoever is doing this would just follow us.” He said.

“Yeah, you’re probably right.”

“I usually am.” He grinned.

I narrowed my eyes at him, then smiled.

“Mommy?” Renesmee’s tiny voice spoke from her room.

Edward sat up, but I placed a hand on his chest. “I got it.”

He nodded, and laid back down.

I slid out of bed, slipping my light blue fuzzy robe Alice got me on. I walked to Renesmee’s room.

“Yes baby?” I asked, smiling.

Her little face looked so scared, it wiped the smile off of mine.

“What’s wrong?”

She began to sniffle. “Nightmare!” A tear dripped down from her eye.

I lowered my shield for a second, and thought, It’s alright, Edward, I got this. I snapped my shield back in place.

“Want to tell me about it?” I asked.

She nodded.

I kneeled onto my knees beside her bed.

“Can I show you instead?” She asked, her little voice trembling.

“Of course.”

Nessie lifted her hand up to my face.

I gasped.

Her dream was so vivid in color. There was a black figure, a silhouette of a man, stalking towards her. Thoughts were running through her head like chickens with their heads cut off. The figure neared her, and whispered in her ear.

“Beware. I will not back down.”

Nessie removed her hand from my cheek.

“Mommy?” She asked.

“Yes?”

“Who was that?”

I bit my lower lip, thinking. “I’m not sure, baby.”

“Was it real?”

I shook my head. “No, that’s just a dream. Everything is going to be okay.”

But inside, I knew that everything was just getting worse. Why was whoever who was sending these threats sending one to my daughter?

Who?

Who was doing this?!

I looked up again to see Nessie’s eyes closed, sleeping.

I smiled, and kissed her forehead. “Sleep good, baby, sleep good.”