Your Sister, Breaking Dawn

Chapter 25

The next few days were repetitive.

- Seth would drop me home before he had to run patrol with the wolves.

- I would hang with Renesmee reading to her, drawing with her, telling her about when I was a human child with Edward. You name it. we probably did it.

- Socialise with the vampires that were inhabiting my home.

- Seth would pick me up in the evening.

- We would go back to his where he would eat. We would then watch a movie or do other things (cough cough)

- Seth would go to bed and I would listen to his heartbeat.

However repetitive it got. I loved every moment of it. I did spend some time with Bree one day. Seth drove me to Seattle where I got to meet Diego. Who is really nice. Shy and struggling to convert to the animal diet, yes... but a really nice bloke.

Bree and Diego decided to stay away from the house until closer to the fight. Just because of their pasts with being around lots of vampires. I totally accepted their decision. I didn't truly like being in the house at the moment. Not with the Romanian vampires... they freaked me out.

Seth was having to work a lot more. Mainly because of the vampires at home... a larger vamp presence was causing more kids on the rez to turn into wolves. So, Seth and Jake were helping to look after them and teach them how to control themselves.

Seth had told me that none of the young wolves would fight. Which made me happy. I loved my family, but let's be brutally honest, we didn't stand a chance against the Volturi. And with Alice and Jasper having run away, it just made dying seem like the most likely outcome of this fight.

To stop myself thinking this way I tended to watch Bella practise her gift.

I had walked outside to see Bella throwing a hissy fit at Kate.

"You just have to picture your shield in your mind," Kate explained sounding exasperated.

"I don't know how to picture it!" Bella exclaimed frustrated.

"I can help with that..." I suggested.

"Oh yeah listen to the vamp who lost control of her gift and had to be locked away for years," Rose taunted me.

"But I regained control. Which makes me the best person to offer suggestions," I retorted.

Rose rolled her eyes and Bella turned to me.

"How do you picture yours?" she asked.

"Mines a chest in my head," I stated "I can have it completely open, which is basically lost control of it. I can have it closed, which is when I'm not using it at all. Or I can have it partially opened, which is when I change the colour of my eyes or hair or something," I explained.

"So, if I picture a chest that means..." Bella started but got confused.

"Maybe look at it as a bubble for your shield. Right now, you're your bubble is small. It only covers you. If you push it out a bit more it a bit more, you can cover someone else. Push it even further and you can cover a larger surface area. Never push it all the way. It may drain you too much and we all know. The more air you blow into a bubble the higher the likelihood of it popping," I suggested.

"And if I pop it?" she asked.

"Then your shield has gone. And everyone's gifts would work on you. But that isn't what we are focussing on. Your shield is our best hope. We need the chest open. Not shut. That can be practise for later," I told her.