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Jacob
I can't believe this. Renesmee is going to drink blood again. What's worse is, it's human's blood, and Renesmee had a freak attack when she learned this. She was actually clinging to my chemise at the thought. Why was I so stupid that first night? I still imagine Bella when she was (thankfully) crazy enough to keep Renesmee. Poor Renesmee was donné a plastic cup with a lid and straw par Rosalie. I don't think Renesmee is mentally ready for this. One sip and she wanted no plus of it. She looked scared.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It tastes too good. I don't want to dissapoint you," she whispered.
"There's no way toi can dissapoint me," I answered. She clung to my every word and took the cup from Rosalie's hand. She sipped with caution, flinching when it hit her tongue. We sat on the bed.
Once it was finished, she stood up. I grabbed her hand.
"Where are toi going?" I asked.
"I feel sick," she moaned.
I followed her into the bathroom. It looked like her body won't accept it.
"Carlisle!" I called. He entered, then looked frustrated.
"Human's blood can make us stronger, but it seems to make her weaker. I don't know what to do. We could try animal's blood," he suggested.
"It's worth a try," I murmured. Then I knelt par Renesmee when she started to cry.
The animal's blood was no use. She puked it out as soon as it was finished. Everyone was now extremely worried. I took her downstairs.
"I don't know why this is happening to me," she cried. "Everything was fine, and suddenly, I couldn't hold it in."
I went into the kitchen.
"Maybe a little rare meat will be a better chance," I told her. She walked in with me. Then she ran away when I cut my finger with the sharp knife. I cleaned the wound and bandaged it. But when I looked for Renesmee, she was gone.
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Renesmee
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No. Jacob's blood smelled too good. I ran out before thirst endangered my love. I ran to the bedroom and fell on the bed. I was feeling too weak.
After lying there for a few minutes, I realized it was growing dark in the room. The sun was still shining through the window, but then the window disappeared.
Everything disappeared except the bed. Then I was lying on the ground. I stood up, now frightened.
"Renesmee," came Jacob's voice behind me.
I turned around to find Jacob smiling down upon me. Then I realized he had cuts on his arms, chest, and face. I couldn't stand it. I attacked him, breaking the skin on his throat. Jacob held me, like I was merely s’embrasser him. Tears filled my eyes as I slowly killed my true love. Jacob finally spoke in a frightened tone.
"Renesmee! Please, Renesmee! Wake up!"
I shut my eyes, trying to block the pain. Then they snapped open. I was in the brightly lit room, with Jacob standing over me. I was still on the bed. I sat up and felt my cheek. It was wet with salt water. Jacob lifted me into his arms and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I found toi passed out on the bed, moaning, 'No, not Jacob.' toi were crying. What happened?" he asked. I placed my hand on his unscarred cheek.
Then I relived the realistic dream. His cut up body, his caress, the bite. I felt the real Jacob shake. I stopped it right then and there. He closed his eyes in concentration. I shuffled closer. His eyes opened.
"Renesmee, toi a dit the blood was fine, until it couldn't settle?"
"Yes."
"I think I know a solution. A mix of animal and human's blood. Natural."
"What?"
"I'm talking about me."
Jacob
I can't believe this. Renesmee is going to drink blood again. What's worse is, it's human's blood, and Renesmee had a freak attack when she learned this. She was actually clinging to my chemise at the thought. Why was I so stupid that first night? I still imagine Bella when she was (thankfully) crazy enough to keep Renesmee. Poor Renesmee was donné a plastic cup with a lid and straw par Rosalie. I don't think Renesmee is mentally ready for this. One sip and she wanted no plus of it. She looked scared.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It tastes too good. I don't want to dissapoint you," she whispered.
"There's no way toi can dissapoint me," I answered. She clung to my every word and took the cup from Rosalie's hand. She sipped with caution, flinching when it hit her tongue. We sat on the bed.
Once it was finished, she stood up. I grabbed her hand.
"Where are toi going?" I asked.
"I feel sick," she moaned.
I followed her into the bathroom. It looked like her body won't accept it.
"Carlisle!" I called. He entered, then looked frustrated.
"Human's blood can make us stronger, but it seems to make her weaker. I don't know what to do. We could try animal's blood," he suggested.
"It's worth a try," I murmured. Then I knelt par Renesmee when she started to cry.
The animal's blood was no use. She puked it out as soon as it was finished. Everyone was now extremely worried. I took her downstairs.
"I don't know why this is happening to me," she cried. "Everything was fine, and suddenly, I couldn't hold it in."
I went into the kitchen.
"Maybe a little rare meat will be a better chance," I told her. She walked in with me. Then she ran away when I cut my finger with the sharp knife. I cleaned the wound and bandaged it. But when I looked for Renesmee, she was gone.
........
Renesmee
........
No. Jacob's blood smelled too good. I ran out before thirst endangered my love. I ran to the bedroom and fell on the bed. I was feeling too weak.
After lying there for a few minutes, I realized it was growing dark in the room. The sun was still shining through the window, but then the window disappeared.
Everything disappeared except the bed. Then I was lying on the ground. I stood up, now frightened.
"Renesmee," came Jacob's voice behind me.
I turned around to find Jacob smiling down upon me. Then I realized he had cuts on his arms, chest, and face. I couldn't stand it. I attacked him, breaking the skin on his throat. Jacob held me, like I was merely s’embrasser him. Tears filled my eyes as I slowly killed my true love. Jacob finally spoke in a frightened tone.
"Renesmee! Please, Renesmee! Wake up!"
I shut my eyes, trying to block the pain. Then they snapped open. I was in the brightly lit room, with Jacob standing over me. I was still on the bed. I sat up and felt my cheek. It was wet with salt water. Jacob lifted me into his arms and sat on the edge of the bed.
"I found toi passed out on the bed, moaning, 'No, not Jacob.' toi were crying. What happened?" he asked. I placed my hand on his unscarred cheek.
Then I relived the realistic dream. His cut up body, his caress, the bite. I felt the real Jacob shake. I stopped it right then and there. He closed his eyes in concentration. I shuffled closer. His eyes opened.
"Renesmee, toi a dit the blood was fine, until it couldn't settle?"
"Yes."
"I think I know a solution. A mix of animal and human's blood. Natural."
"What?"
"I'm talking about me."
Yeah i get it its short Chibimoongirl leave the suspends
Renesmee's POV
I was walking to my parents meadow but i was wasnt paying attention to the beauty i was écriture a poem:
A winter night,
Cold and harsh
He only holds me in his too hot hands
Our l’amour is like a blooming rose
Only ten times faster
And plus sweeter
He disolves in darkness,
My handsome knight is gone
But he doesnt come back
LIke i thought he would
Back to the meadow
Here I am
fleurs growing so vibrantly
But my meadow is gone
And so is he.
I was so deep inside this poem like it was worth everything to me. But at the same time i was listening to my ipod the song was My Immortal par Evanescence and it just reminded me of him. I heard noises even with the musique on full blast but i didnt care i just sat there waiting for sleepiness take over me. But the pain of staining in my cœur, coeur was just to much and i saw bare feet in front of me.
Renesmee's POV
I was walking to my parents meadow but i was wasnt paying attention to the beauty i was écriture a poem:
A winter night,
Cold and harsh
He only holds me in his too hot hands
Our l’amour is like a blooming rose
Only ten times faster
And plus sweeter
He disolves in darkness,
My handsome knight is gone
But he doesnt come back
LIke i thought he would
Back to the meadow
Here I am
fleurs growing so vibrantly
But my meadow is gone
And so is he.
I was so deep inside this poem like it was worth everything to me. But at the same time i was listening to my ipod the song was My Immortal par Evanescence and it just reminded me of him. I heard noises even with the musique on full blast but i didnt care i just sat there waiting for sleepiness take over me. But the pain of staining in my cœur, coeur was just to much and i saw bare feet in front of me.
When she first looked into her daughters dark chocolat eyes she felt l’amour and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt l’amour for this little one.
A kind of l’amour she had never felt before:of l’amour and protection. The kind of l’amour a mother feels.A l’amour so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt l’amour and happiness forever.
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A kind of l’amour she had never felt before:of l’amour and protection. The kind of l’amour a mother feels.A l’amour so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt l’amour and happiness forever.
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