RENESMEE'S P.O.V
After calming down from yet another pool of tears, I finally relax and sink into my lovers arms. Jacob looks deep in thought. I was too until I called his name to which he did not reply. He's staring out of my window, thinking about god knows what.
I don't bother him, instead I try to fall asleep but every time my eyes close, last night's dream of Jacob and my children always came to mind.
A sob breaks through my chest at the thought of not having children, nobody to hold and dress up and feed and feed and change and show off how beautiful he or she is. The thought that makes my heart ache is that in two years time, I will be frozen like my family; certain to be immune from having kids and ageing.
Jake pulls me closer to his side so my stomach is touching the side of his chest. I place my hand on the top left of his muscled front and feel his heartbeat banging on my hand. I close my eyes and listen to his steady heart, which makes me fall into a relaxing and content sleep.
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The feeling of coldness overtakes me as I open my eyes. I turn my head to see that Jacob isn't on the other side of my bed. I pout but slowly get up. Today is saturday, we ditched school yesterday to hunt but it turned out to be a very different day than planned.
I walk over to my closet to see some clothes hung up on the door. I take them and put on the purple wool jumper and black leggings that Alice no doubt provided me. I put on my fluffy socks and look in the mirror.
Yikes.
My hair looks lifeless, my cheeks are tearstained and pale, my eyes are red and puffy and my lips hold a small frown.
Let's face it, I look like crap.
I feel it too.
Nevertheless, I go downstairs to get some breakfast. I walk down the stairs slowly and into the kitchen where grandma is cooking eggs. Apparently momma used to eat lots of them.
"Morning grandma" I say to her quietly.
She smiles a bright, dimpled smile and cups both my cheeks.
"Good morning Renesmee. Sleep well honey?" She asks before kissing my forehead.
"Sort of" I tell her with a small smile. I hear daddy quietly whimper from the kitchen table but I ignore it. Besides, he wants me dead.
"Nessie, please. Don't think that, I love you, you are so important to me." Daddy says.
A small tear slips from my eye before I quickly wipe it away.
"You may say that dad," I turn to face him.
"But you just wish that I didn't kill momma" his face holds pain and hurt, but I don't care, I know he doesn't love me.
Momma walks into the kitchen and I rush over to give her a tight hug.
"Good morning baby, are you okay?" She asks me with a warm smile as she tucks lock of hair behind my ear.
"Yeah, I'm okay I guess. Where's Jake?" I think back to when I woke up and Jacob wasn't next to me,
Daddy growls at my memory and I smirk. He deserves it.
"He went to La Push for a meeting. He should be finished now." She tells me, looking at her gold watch briefly.
"Is it alright if I go visit him? I haven't seen the pack in AGES!" I roll my eyes dramatically, suddenly feeling in a good mood at the thought of seeing the pack.
"I don't see why not, just be back before ten" momma tells me.
"Promise. See you all later" I kiss momma's cheek and wave at everyone in the kitchen before putting on my purple UGG boots, grabbing my keys and purse, and heading to my Bugatti Veyron.
