Trapped in Twilight

Chapter 15 ~ Dreams

Mackenzie's POV

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Dear Journal,

It's now September, the beginning of a new school year and still no sign of going home, eventually, we're just going to give up.

Our house was rebuilt and refurnished in March and I started 8th grade a few days ago, I'm not happy. Being 13 is tough, but I have to live through it right?

Maggie can't help but absorb everyone's power, it takes a lot of energy, she's out like a light at the end of the day; Peter's helping her control it. Also, MyAnna finally learned how to put out flames, just think about it, simple, I know but she's really got to concentrate.

Casey and Elizabeth are cooking lasagna right now, it smells so good, I just want a bite! But I can't, otherwise Kristen might take away my time with Renesmee, she's only aloud at my house after school, we're not aloud at hers, Bella wouldn't approve apparently.

Don't ask me how I know this stuff, I just do, it's kinda my thing I guess. Maybe one day it'll make a difference, who knows?

I closed my journal and stuffed it into my small bag, making sure it's securely safe in between my books.

"Mackenzie! Time for dinner!"

"Coming D!" I shout and I skip downstairs, just picture it, it'll make sense eventually.

Beep!

I look down at my phone.

(Nessie, Mackenzie)

Hey Kenz

Hey

How are you?

Good, you?

Same.. Jake's doing well

I've heard

Oh! And you can come over now, my mom says it's safe

Yay! I'll tell my mom, bye Ness

Bye

Everyone piled in once I looked up and the dining room filled with somewhat loud chatter.

"Hey Kristen?"

"Yeah?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Renesmee says it's fine to go to her house now, can we? Please? I want see the real thing!"

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

Tomorrow. That's such a long time. I chewed my food slowly but surely, letting the tomato sauce melt in my mouth; I'm weird, don't judge!

I went to bed around 10 o' clock, making sure I had put up my plate and other things like that. I played on my phone for a bit, and by a bit, I mean 3 hours. It's regular teenage behavior right? Right.

(A/N: I do it.)

Dream

"Huh?" I say, my voice bouncing against the walls and echoing.

I could hear footsteps from all directions, but no one came out. I'm bound to a metal table which made me stare at the black ceiling, at least I think it's a ceiling.

There were four wires connected to my head, two on each side, one on each of my hands and the same for my feet. The monitor next to me was beeping rapidly to the beat of my heart.

I could hear muffled shouts of a name I couldn't make from behind some glass on the wall to my right but there was nothing there, though I still stared.

My blood pounded in my ears as the footsteps grow louder and louder and louder until I hear a sickly sweet voice whisper in my ear, "Hello Renesmee."

End Dream

I bolt upwards from my bed, panting slightly with beads of sweat trickling down my face. I gulp as gasp for air when my heartbeat finally slows to a steady pace. Only one though is going through my mind at this point though, "Why'd they call me Renesmee?"

Usually, most can tell us apart due to the fact that I have lighter hair and eyes and that I don't drink blood. I might be half-vampire but I'm more human, we all are.

Dakota's POV

I'm so done, I'm done, I'm going to bed. I slowly walked my way to my bedroom, which was at the far end of the hall. Great.

Once I get there, I crawl into my bed and doze off... I also think I snore a little.

Dream

I'm stand alongside Cameron, who's eyes possessed a whole new level of pain and anger. My unblinking eyes turned to the scene in front of me.

It was too dark but I could make out several figures in front of me, shouting out someone's name desperately. I frown slightly, watching another person walk towards the small girl on the table, who was also looking around cluelessly.

"Hello Renesmee."

End Dream

I sit up panting and breathing heavily, my blonde hair sticking to my face. Geez, talk about intense.