Renesmee’s Story: Chapter Two: Danger, Eh?
“Hey!” I yelled. My mother turned around confused-then she saw me and quickly took my arm and cuddled me. “What is going on?” I asked fighting my mother’s kisses and hugs. She set me on her lap. “Ness” My mom was cut off kwa my dad.”“Nothing Nessie,” He replied lamely trying to cover up my mom’s reply to my question. I nodded suspiccally, and asked Mom to let me down. She did, reluctantly. I ran upstairs and pounced on Jacob. “Jacob!” I yelled. He woke up and yelled, “NOOOOO!!!!!” I looked at him funny. He laughed nervously. “Help Me?” I whispered. He nodded. “With What?” He asked. “Undercover.” I smiled. He looked at me, “I will explain later!” I whispered suddenly cautious. He nodded unsure. “For Me,” I did puppy dog lips. He smiled. I kissed him quickly on the lips. He drooled-I smiled, happy that a thirteen mwaka old could please a sixteen mwaka old.
Mom lies in Dad’s arms murmuring, “Our daughter.” She says. “The Volturi.” I look at Jacob. Then Alice walks in and screams, “You’re gonna tell Charlie!” Oh my Gosh. I can’t take it anymore! I jump on juu of Dad, and scream at the juu of my lungs, “JUST TELL ME!” Dad sets me on his lap. “Don’t worry about it.” He tells me. Then he hands me to Jacob, who takes me upstairs and sets me on my bed.
chajio, chakula cha jioni that night was weird, Jake and I ate fried chicken-Jake had zaidi than me. I was so depressed, I mean just tell me! I can totally take it! Good lord! I can take it! Jake was shaking me, trying to get me out of hypnosis. I finally got up, and walked over to him, and jumped into his arms. Newly Wed style he carried me up the stairs-I was fighting back tears.
He sat me on the bed, and held my chin, and spoke to me, “Nessie, give it time.” My mouth watered at his hot breath, and without thinking I kissed him enthusiastic, he kissed me again, and again. “RENESMEE!” Dad yelled, when he saw me and Jake kissing. I got off Jake, and pushed my father out the door, he smiled, “Uhhh No, No, No!” He pushed me back inside my room. “Jacob, can I talk to Nessie alone?” Jake nodded. “Sure, thing, Edward.” My father stalked in (what? He’s a vampire…) my room. “You’re worrying about what we’re worrying about, yes?” he asked. I walked over to him and placed my hand on his forehead, ‘Yes!’ I thought. He looked down, “We, wewe are in danger, Renesmee Cullen…”My jaw dropped down, hitting the floor (WOW! Does that hurt! Lol) and I think I passed out after that-I assume it was very black then.