I hear alot of noise going on outside. Im to terrified to look. I just crouch down in a corner hugging the nearest soft object I could find. Tears still rolling down my cheeks. To anyone else this would be a dream. But to me this happens to be real. Its my life. Its not something I could make up. If I were to tell any normal person this. They would think I was a crazy lunatic. I would end up in a physic ward .
What seems like forever I finally hear them enter the house. My father is screaming at everyone. I csnt make out exactly what he is saying. But it doesn't sound good. Im afraid that the guy got a way. I have yet to figure out the name of thus person. Im tired of living my life in fear that I will die .
I make my way out of my room. Im scared that my father is going to keep flying off the handle. He's relentless when his emotions are getting the best of him. My mother tells me he use to be calm . As calm as the sea. But not since I been born. He has had a hard time controlling his anger. All eyes turn on me as i enter the room. I figured I would love the attention on me. But in this type of situation I'm not. I look blankly at everyone. They all look at me with worry on their faces.
" Ness , everything is alright. We are figuring this out." My mother says at me as she glares at my father . And does a quick glance at everyone else.
I just continue to stare. Despite the fact I know my father is knowing everything I'm thinking. I still think it. Im angry , terrified, confused and sad all at once. That's alot of emotions to process. My father takes a quick look at me and then looks away . Looking down but not directly to his feet. I know that look , that's the look he gives when he doesn't want to disappoint me. But he has failed. He always fixes it though.
"Whatever" I say and i storm off back to my room. I could tell everyone was tense and upset. But it's my life in danger , it's me having this guy hunt. Im the one who should know all the details that come along with it. Im a child , but I'm not a child . Im 16 years old . I can handle the truth. I wish all of these people would stop trying to make it seem like i am still to young to understand. When your growing at such a fast pace , how the hell do you not grow mature ? This I will never know.
Im just sitting in this blue chair again , staring out my window. Agian. Like this what my life is going to consist of. Sitting here , in a uncomfortable chair, staring out in the woods of my home. Which is far from town. Kind of. I never been to the town . I will never know. Im always sitting here , at home. In the middle of no where. Only people I know are my family , Jacob and his wolf pack.
I slightly consider letting this guy take my life at the thought of that. But I dismiss it quickly. Because Jacob came across my mind. Then I start to wonder where he was at ? I haven't seen him all day. I haven't seen him for hours. He just disappeared today. That thought started to anger me. Now i don't even want to see him. This makes me want to completely go insane. Just when I need him the most he disappears. I have this slight feeling that this not going to work out. At all .
Just then, breaking my train of thought. Was a knock at my bedroom door.
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Jacob And Renesmee Book 1
Fanfictionthis is a fictional story based off of the twilight saga . it has to do with the way renesmee and Jacob deal with the Impriting and other adventures that come along the way . I do not own rights to the characters , except for the few I add. thank y...