The Isle - A Mark Tuan and Renesmee Fanfiction

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I limp out the door of my room and into the kitchen where I can smell something delicious cooking. 

"You're up," Renesmee beams at me, putting down the ladle she was holding to pull a chair for me by the table. 

"Thanks," I say as I carefully lower my body to it. I can walk slowly now, still having a hard time doing it, but at least I can walk around the house. "This house is really big," I look at the glass windows overlooking the sparkling white sand and the clear blue water. 

She just smiles and goes back to her cooking. 

"What are you making?" 

"Just something I learned from the internet," she bites her lower lip. She looks cute that way. "I'm not sure if it's gonna be good. It's my first time making it." 

"It's smells tempting, I'm sure it's gonna be delish." I breathe in the aroma and my stomach starts to protest loudly.

She makes a tiny snicker, "I can hear you're already hungry." I laugh at that. 

"You must be really good at cooking...uh...since your..uh...alone," I stutter. I'm not sure if those words would make her feel bad. 

Instead she smiles. "I don't usually cook. I eat out." It's as if there was another meaning to what she said, but I don't ask further.

"Let me have a taste," I stand and stagger beside her with a spoon on one hand. I try to dip the spoon in the pot but she pushes it away, laughing.

"No, you have to wait." She narrows her eyes and sneers. 

I lean closer and dips my spoon successfully. I immediately scoop the broth and put it in my mouth before she could stop me. 

"You, cheat," she laughs and pushes my chest a little bit too hard. I stumble backward and she quickly reaches out to grab my hand. She pulls me back and my face is inches away from hers. I stare at her chocolate brown eyes that are looking up on mine. I see her pink cheeks turn red as I move closer. 

"Grrr..." Seth comes in the kitchen growling angrily at us. Renesmee steps back and turns to the pot, tucking her hair behind her ear with her free hand, looking embarrassed. 

I move back slowly to my chair, "sorry", I say. I don't even know why I did that. She is just too enchanting I couldn't stop myself from going near her. 

We ate in silence with Seth watching us the whole time. What's with this dog?

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I wake up from my nap and find I was alone. I wander out the house and to the beach. The water is so clear and calm. I take off my shirt and walk towards it. It is warm. I dip my whole body and try to swim, but my legs were still too weak. So, I just sit on the sand with the waves crashing on my chest. 

I look out at the open water. Where could I be from? 

I hear a laughter from the far side of the island. Renesmee and Seth come out from the woods. Renesmee is throwing small rocks at Seth and laughing. They stop when they see me. 

"Hey, where've you been?" I wave at them. 

"Just...exploring," Renesmee comes beside me. I can see red stains on the sleeve of her shirt. 

"Is that blood?" I ask. "Are you hurt?" I stand up and check on her. 

"I'm ok," she pulls her hand away. She goes to the water and dips her whole body in it. 

I look at her with worried eyes. She might've seen my concern, she comes up to me with her clothes dripping and smiles. "I'm fine. I think I just cut myself on one of the bushes. See?" She stretches her arms out for me to see there was nothing on them. 

I held her by her wrists and examined every inch of her arms. I see nothing but her soft pale skin. 

"Are you hungry?", she asks, heading towards the house. 

"No, I'm ok. I think I'll just stay here for awhile." I lay on the sand absorbing the warmth of the sun on my naked chest. 

"Mark, no....hold my hand...." a woman's voice, "Mark, please, hold on to me. NOOOO!" 

I jerk awake from my sleep. I am still at the beach. The water's rising now and it already reached my hip. I stand up and put my shirt back on. 

What was that about? Mark? Is that my name? But that voice, it sounded all so familiar. My heart begins to beat faster. I don't know why, but hearing that voice makes we want to cry, makes me feel lonely. 

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I promise the following chapters would be more interesting. 

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