After Breaking Dawn...

After Breaking Dawn... Chapter 26

I'm going to be honest:

This was hard to right.

But only because I didn't know who's POV to right it in.

Thats why it took SOOOO long.

I played with Rose's and Emmett's POV, but it didn't work.

Then Jacobs, then Edward's, and then Rachel.

Nope. So I settled on our lovely daughter.

&&&I'll start on 27 ASAP.

Oh, and I didn't edit it. There are spelling mistakes in every sentance, I assume.

Sorry. I haven't got the energy.

Anyway, 30 votes for the next one?

Lets try it.

Enjoy, tell my what you think!

Much love,

-Amber

CHAPTER 26

RENESMEE CULLEN

I watched as my only sibling, my adopted sister, flicked the pen she'd been writing with across the room. If I was oblivious to her being human, I'd assumed that force was vampiric. But needless to say, she was pissed to no end. I snapped the paper up from the desk she'd been sitting at; an e-mail that'd been printed and passed around to each person in our family. I read it over once more,

Rachel,

I'm glad to hear you're okay, yes, but I don't know these people. The 'Cullens' that you speak of. They might seem to be good people, but what if they're really physco-killers out for your body?

You never know.

Thus I shall be paying you a visit this coming weekend, what with my finding their address.

And I hope that the 'Cullens' are real, beacuse you're known for making people up. So you better be serious, or else Linette and I will be taking you to the police station where you'll get adopted.

You're too much trouble for us, you always have been.

Don't kill yourself.

Always,

-David

I wanted to laugh; out for her body?

How rediculos. The 'Cullen's being made up? Ludicris.

And he wasn't coming this weekend; we weren't going to be here. Well, we were but as far as he was concerened, we weren't. Rachel had told him that we'd be on a trip for the month, in Kenya. He bought it, too.

In two weeks, though, our family in Forks, as well as La Push, would be coming for Jacob and my wedding. I was elated, though it was bitter-sweet. Rachel was severely depressed, and that hurt... But on the other hand, I was getting married, for Christ sake! "Don't worry about me." Rachel's words echoed in my mind, bitter and unkind.

She wasn't in the happiest of moods, that day, not even close. Ciaran... had, well, something had happened between them that I wasn't at liberty to speak of, thus my questioning and over-protectiveness of her was seen as over-bearing, and annoying. She'd snapped at me, and each word she'd spoke was burnt into my mind.

"I can do whatever I want to, Renesmee! Just because you and Jake are, oh-so-perfect doesn't let you in on my love life! Don't worry about me." she spat, storming off the property, towards the woods. "Rachel, don't do this." I cried after her, Jasper restraining me from following her. "Let her go, Renesmee." my father said, "Just let her go." his voice was pained as my heart was.