Renesmee Cullen

”What?”
”We’re leaving.”
”Where? Why―”
”I don’t know, and I don’t care. Away from here, at least.”
I sat down on the couch in shock. ”Can’t we just talk about this?” I asked him.
”No.” He picked out a suitcase and went into our bedroom.
I went after him. ”Why not?”
"We don’t have time.” He was throwing clothes into the bag.
”Is there a bomb or what?”
”Almost...”
I sat down on the bed instead, legs crossed.
”So what, we’re just leaving everyone without their knowledge?”
”Yes.” His voice was strained.
”Just let me tell Carlisle.”
”No.”
That was it. I had to tell Carlisle, or else I wasn’t going to move an inch. I was going to beg for it; I didn’t want Jacob to leave without me, and he seemed pretty determined to go. ”Please, Jacob, please. It’s all I’m asking.”
He sighed and went into the bathroom. ”Just him, then. Hurry up. We will leave in ten minutes.”
I frowned and lay down on the bed. I took the phone out of my pocket and called Carlisle.
He answered almost immediately. ”Hello?”
”Hey, it’s me.”
”Hi! How are you feeling?”
”I don’t have time. Make sure no one can hear me.”
”Closing the door to my office...now.”
”Thank you.”
He spoke more quietly this time. ”What’s wrong?”
”I don’t know why or where, but we’re leaving.”
I counted to seven seconds before he answered again. ”Okay...”
”But I have to pack now.”
”Will you call me?”
”No. Don’t tell anyone about this call.”
”Okay―”
”And call me tomorrow instead. Then I will know more.”
”But Mark―”
”Thank you. Bye”
”Okay. I see. See you soon.”
I hung up and took a deep breath.
”Renesmee!” He truly was in a hurry, wasn’t he?
”Can I have a suitcase, too?” I asked.
”I already packed your clothes.” He was in the kitchen now.
”Oh, okay. Thank you.” I grabbed my purse and stuffed it with my most important belongings, such as money, passport, phone. And photos. I hid them in a pocket; I didn’t want Jacob to know about them.
I didn’t know when we were coming back, if we ever were. I took a quick look around the room to see if I had forgotten anything. A lamp, some dirty socks on the floor and, in the corner, my guitar.
I had never played it.
”Nessie, you comin’?” Jake shouted from the living room.
”Yeah. Did you take my necessities, too?”
”Yes.”
”Just give me one minute.”
He sighed loudly, just for the sigh.
I sighed at his sigh. Now he was the one who wasn’t fair. I walked into the bathroom and checked the cabinets.
I looked out the door to see if Jacob was there, but he was still in the living room. I grabbed a box of tampons and threw them into my purse. I didn't know why I did. Was there a possibility that this was just a dream? I didn't think so, and I didn't know whether or not I wanted it to be.
On my way out to the car I picked up my book. Wuthering Heights, the title said.
I got this strange feeling; that this was the end. Not the end of life, but the end of chapter. End of story.
A honk interrupted my thoughts and I walked outside, switching off the lights as I went. I locked the door and walked to the car. I sat down in the passenger seat. ”Jake...” I said as I turned my head towards him. I gasped when I saw his expression.
A tear fell down his cheek. He looked straight forward, hands on the wheel.
I scooted over to him and pressed myself against his body. It took a lot to make Jacob cry, so I knew something was very, very wrong. I wiped the tear out and hugged him. ”What happened? Tell me.”
”It doesn’t matter―” he said through his teeth.
”Yes it does.”
He did not move.
”Then why are we here?”
”He’s such a―” He interrupted himself.
”What? Bitch? I think he is.”
”You don’t know...”
I waited. ”What?” I whispered. ”What is it that I don’t know?”
He moved one hand from the wheel to the key.
I stopped him. ”Jake, you’re in pain. I can see that. I’m not an idiot.”
”Didn’t say you were.”
”Then just tell me,” I begged. ”Please?”
He folded his hands and leaned back. His eyes were closed. ”That bloo―man―has never said anything nice to me. Not a single time what I can remember.”
”Though you don’t know what he’s said about you.” I tried to ignore the fact that Jake probably hadn’t said anything nice to Dad either. I was at Jacob’s side in this conversation, in this subject.
”What?”
Did he really have to ask me that? That was not necessary. Or maybe it was, whatever...
I ignored his question, too. ”Then why do you still live here? In La Push, I mean.”
”I’m...don’t...why...” he stammered.
I turned towards him and sat in his lap.
He threw his arms around me and hugged me almost too hard.
I did the same. I caught his scent and kissed his neck, and continued towards his lips.
He kissed me back.
I put my hands in his hair, and he did the same with mine.
Then he lowered his hands to the bottom of my sweater. He caressed my skin and I pressed myself closer to him.
I unzipped his hoodie and touched his bare chest.
He pulled me closer. We never stopped kissing.
Until he remembered why we were in the car, and pulled away.
I groaned, just as he’d done whenever I had refused him before.
That thing―okay, I had to stop calling him or her that―made me want him even more. It wasn’t fair, at least I didn’t think it was.
I sat down on my regular spot beside him and sighed heavily.
Both of us sat and caught our breaths for about one minute. Recovering...
”So, where to?” I finally asked.
”I was thinking maybe we could start out with Seattle, and then perhaps somewhere else.”
”Sounds good,” I mumbled and yawned.
The steady sound of the engine made me tired, and I cuddled up by Jacob’s side.
He lay one arm around me and kissed my head. ”I love you,” he whispered.
”Good,” I said and smiled. I thought he smiled too. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I dreamt of a long road in the desert. I was driving in a jeep, and I had this feeling that I had to hurry, a feeling you only had in dreams. It was really hot, though the heat didn’t affect me. I drove and drove, but I never reached my goal.
Suddenly I stopped because there was something in my way. It was a baby carriage. I went out and towards it.
In it was two babies.
”Renesmee,” one of them whispered.
I winced.
”Renesmee, you have to wake up. We’re here,” Jacob whispered in my ear.
I opened my eyes and blinked at the sudden brightness. I realized I wasn’t in the car anymore. ”Where are we?” I had beed in Seattle before, but I did not recognize this place.
”Welcome to Vancouver,” he greeted me quietly.