I don't want to hear it

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I have basketball and a lot of homework, so I'm not able to upload quickly. It might take a week or two but I'm trying. Sorry for the delay.

*Sierra*

Renesmee...

It was dark in the room. There was no noise coming from anywhere. Maybe they went to hunt or something.

I took a glance at my clock. 2:14 in the morning. I groaned reaching for the lamb and something fell off the table. It was sort of hard to bend down, but I did and grabbed it. It was the book I got from the store. Might as well read it, I can't fall asleep. I couldn't find the page so I shuffled through the book and found a reasonable spot to begin reading.

-The twins were amazing and beautiful. The one that looked twenty-one was called Mayla. She was more of a mother to the tribe and her mother's side of the family. Her sister's name was Chahna. Chahna was named by the meaning of love. She cared for everyone in the tribe. She loved her other family as well.

But we didn't. They're mother was not one of us. She was only part of the pale faces and half vampire.-

"Wait what," I whispered to myself. Before I could continue reading, my door flung open. Dad stood there for a sec and in another second he had the book in his hands reading. "Dad what are you doing," my tone of voice was a little louder than I meant it to be. He didn't answer. "Hello. Dad... Dad... Dad! Will you please answer me," He still didn't answer.

All he did was hold one finger up, but still kept reading. After a minute or two I stormed my way out of the house and into my car. I had to go somewhere that had someone I could talk to. Emily... YA she always listens to me. I have to tell her.

Bella...

"Emmett!" I screamed. "Shut the hell up! It's in the past now, we can't change that. She chose to keep the baby, so that's what we're..."

"Did you forget what happened to you, well?" He interrupted me. This wasn't the conversation I wanted out of anyone today. He was right though. I couldn't say anything back to him. "You almost didn't even become a vampire. You almost died... died, like real dead. It took you a few weeks to be a nine month pregnant teen. It takes her six days, really this is stupid! I love and care for my niece, Bella!"

"She is my daughter! You think I don't love and care for her! She is almost everything to me!" My voice choked out. Relaxation came over me quickly and I took a glance at Jasper. He was staring at me intensely. I looked back to the road at which I was driving the whole time. "Emmett." I whispered to him. "I don't want to lose her, I don't truly even want her to have a child, because of what happened to me. None the less the baby isn't going to be half human and half vampire, it going to be fifty percent human, twenty-five percent vampires, and twenty-five percent shape shifters. Nobody knows what's going to happen, ok so just give it a rest. We're all going to try our best." When I turned to look at him, he looked regretful. "It's all right Em. It's all right." He did a fast smile and then turned it into a frown.

"Alright, Bella. Alright." He whispered back to me. No one had said another word till we reached  where the treaty line used to be. "So, what are we going to do exactly?" He asked me, by the sound of his voice he was still upset.

"Bella?" Alice questioned me. "How can we help her?" Her voice was sweet, but worried all at once. I had enough. I'm done talking to them. Rushing out of the vehicles to hopefully catch site of one of the wolves.

"Hey!" I screamed when I saw either Jared, or Embry running through the thick wilderness. The two wolves ran into a thick brush of what seemed to be thorns.

"Ouch!" Came the screams of a younger boy. Jared came around the corner, with cut jeans on, laughing. "It isn't funny!" The younger one screamed, and soon came around the brush of thorns. He wasn't Embry, that's for sure. He look the age of fifth teen, he had cut jeans, light brown, straight hair, and was tall. Almost taller than me. He wasn't tan like the other wolves, but he wasn't pale either.

"Yaw it... was. I told... you not to... get to close to it." Jared's sentence was cut in half by his laughter. "so, Bella what's going on?" He asked me as soon as he started to breathe again.

"Where's Jacob? Renesmee told us that he smelt a vampire, or something." My voice was still on the edge.

"Oh, yaw. We're all making patrols around the city, oh and don't worry we've been keeping watch on your house as well. Jake makes us." He smiled and I smiled back.

"Who's...?" I spoke questioning Jared and pointing at the other kid.

"Oh, this is Hunter. Hunter Zails. Ha a stupid last name if you ask me. He's one of my distant cousins and he has the jean." Once again Jared was smiling.

"Hi, I'm Hunter, and it's nice to finally meet you. I heard all the stories from the pack about all the fights, battles, and the amazing ending to all of it. And my name isn't stupid, Jared"

"Isabella." I greeted him. "This is Carlisle, Esmee, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice.

"Hi." Alice jumped out of the seat and shook his hand. "It's very nice to me you."

"Great, just what we need. Another mutt!" Rosalie murmured.

"Isn't there another Cullen?" He questioned to me after greeting everyone.

"My husband, Edward. He's at the house, watching our daughter." I explained.

"Why's that?" He questioned again. Man he has a lot of questions. Can't he just shut up and let us through.

"She's sick." Rose hissed at him. Thank god to Rose. I didn't have an answer to give him.

"Oh that's too bad. I was hoping to meet the whole family." He smiled at me. It reminded me of when Jake used to smile like that. Man that was a long time ago. "Come on guys." He yelled out to the rest of my family. "You need to see Jacob then let's go."

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I'm so sorry it took so long. This week was terrible and yaw I had a lot of basketball stuff to do. It might be a little short, but at least I got something.

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