New Dawn

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Dakota visited me for almost two months, at every meal, each day. We became great friends and grew closer over the months. When he would visit me, he listened as I told him about all the different things I had remembered and all the memories I was given back. I talked about Jacob and the pack and Forks. We discussed why my family had chosen to be vegetarians and our way of life. My new friend didn't say much but when he did it was always wise advise. He fought to keep any emotional attachment from me because there was a strong possibility I would die, which I understood and respected. But it didn't mean I didn't grow attached to him.

Dakota was the silver lining in my hell. Whenever he left, I was alone with my thoughts but that wasn't too bad. The worst was when Jane became bored. Most nights she would wake me with her gift, sending me writhing in pain and agony. The memories of that first year away from my family came screaming back to me with an evil vengeance.

For the first month I would scream and kick but over time I was able to handle the pain and control my reactions. That's when she started coming in to my cell to taunt me once again. Threatening to kill me and pushing me around, treating me like a toy. Within weeks I was gripping on to my sanity for dear life but I was slipping.

One morning, Dakota came to me looking a little frazzled, "I don't know where your father has gone to but I know he's waiting for you." His voice was rough and had lost the warmth I had grown to find comfort in. I was surprised with him but I brushed off the warning that seemed to linger in his tone.

"How can you know that?" I kept my voice even and strong but I was confused and a little frightened by the shift in his mood.

He moved closer to me so his lips were against my ear. "He's watching..." He whispered into my ear. As he pulled away his lips gently brushed my cheek.

I was speechless. I didn't understand what had just happened. I looked up at him and he could see the wonder in my eyes, I had made it very visible. He just smiled and walked back out the door like nothing had ever happen. I sat there puzzled for some time thinking about what it all meant but I sadly got nowhere.

When Dakota came back later that day I could tell something was very wrong. His eyes drooped down and the shine was gone.

"What is it? Are you okay?" I tried not to pry but something was bothering him; he was hurting.

"I was listening in on one of Jane's conversations with Aro and Jane's picked up Emmet and Jasper's scents." Panic over took me. They couldn't get caught. They were my last chance at getting freed from this place.

"Do you know this for a fact?"

"Yes...I'm so sorry. But I'm sure they'll be okay, they have some amazing talents on their side. There really is no reason to worry about anything. Everything will be fine."

I appreciated his attempt to calm me but it was pointless. I knew there was always a chance that escape was not a possibility. "Well thank you for everything."

"You know I would do anything for you Renesmee." I loved that he called me Renesmee and not Lydia. It sounded better to me, I was proud of my true name.

"I have to go again. I just wanted to keep you updated on what was happening." He paused and it looked as if he was deciding whether or not to tell me something. "Nahuel's okay. Jane and Alec gave him a pretty bad beating the other day but he's doing much better now." The silence was chilling. "He asks about you every day. Asks me to watch after you too."

"Why did you tell me that?"

He looked down at his feet, "I thought you might want to know. I don't know, I won't say anything more about him." He turned and walked to the door once again.