19
Renesmee




Jacob and I just lay there, staring at the couleurs on the ceiling.
Then I stood up on the rock, touching the colors. They weren't just colors, they were gems!
"Jacob!" I squealed. "They're gems! Rubies, diamonds, emeralds! There's even a clump of sapphires! We're rich!"
I took out a diamond to montrer him. He went wide eyed and took it from my hands. After inspecting it, he laughed.
"Yes, we are! Now we can pay for the wedding!"
The wedding. I haven't thought about it since last night. I blushed at the thought of last night. Boy, that was stupid. Now we'll have to rush this.
"Umm, Jake, maybe we can rush the wedding," I said.
"Why? Too eager to wait?" he asked.
I pointed to my stomach.
"No, but there's a chance Mom and Dad might find out about last night," I whispered. Jacob cursed under his breath.
"Okay. Sometime this week," he said. I kissed his cheek.

We got bags a few hours later, after another series of cliff diving and eating breakfast. After diving into the cave a few times, we had enough gems to cover ten weddings, complete with catering, music, and honeymoon expenses. We discovered some pearls in the oysters that scattered along the floor of the cave entrance. It was then that Jacob grew excited.
"At this rate, if we find any plus we'll be as rich as the rest of the Cullens!" He cried.
I told to keep the cave a secret. We wanted to go there when we were alone, happily married, without worrying about people barging in on us. Jacob agreed and grabbed a last gem before we colombe into the water again.

We climbed to the cliff haut, retour au début to find three men ransacking the place.
"What're they doing?" Jacob asked.
"Unsuccessfully looking for something valuable," I answered. At the sound of our voices, the men slowly got up and walked up to us. One looked me over and I realized I was still in my bikini. The other two weren't as big as Jacob, but they took out a couteau and a gun and herded Jacob away from me.
"First, we'll take whatever valuables toi have, then we'll take your pretty girlfriend away," the leader said. The one who eyed me grabbed me par the waist. I struggled. He grabbed my left hand.
"Aww, that's too bad. You'll never see your bride again," he laughed. I felt him put a couteau to my throat as he pocketed my ring. I shreiked a shrill shreik, something Mark had donné me as a signal. It sounded alien, and the three men stopped short. I shreiked again.
We all listened as howling started in the woods.