I sighed with relief as the phone conversation was over and snapped it shut. God! Edward, is way too curious, and pushy, he asks too many questions, as if he was interrogating me; which he kind of was. I thought over tonight, and Renesmee's little adventure. I had to get rid of those bottles, so that would NEVER happen again, (and my new shoes, which i had just started to like). I'm not sure what would best for us right now, and Edward was asking what’s going on, and where precisely Renesmee was, I was glad he couldn’t read my mind from the phone.
Renesmee
Oh.
What a throbbing headache! What was it that I did last night? I remember going exploring, and then all was a blur… I am so having a lie in.
15 dakika later a knock interrupted my peace.
“Renesmee? Are wewe awake? Can I come in?” I heard Cynddylan’s voice.
“Yes…No.” I croaked. I heard a door knob twist and Cynddylan stepped in. I looked at him in narrowed eyes. “I thought I alisema “no”!” I snapped. He rolled his eyes.
“Any way… How are wewe this morning?” He asked quite eagerly.
“I’m fine.” I lied.
“No you’re not. I can feel the presence of a lie, remember?” How could I not?
“Then why bother asking?” I asked placing a mto on my face.
“Do wewe remember what happened last night?”
“You went hunting.”
“And after that?” He asked obviously irritated kwa not getting any answers. I chuckled quietly.
“I don’t know? How am I supposed to know what wewe did while hunting?” I was really annoying him now.
“Well then. I’ll tell wewe what wewe did…” I listened with shock. I drank a wine AND vodka!? And I “willingly” kissed him? No way. I never. “You did.” He replied as if hearing my mental question. I was getting annoyed of him now! God! KILL ME. KILL ME! NOW!!
“Are wewe sure wewe weren’t dreaming? au had a deer’s blood which was a bit off?” I asked hopefully and sitting up and throwing the mto on the floor.
“No. No. I don’t dream.” He shook his head smiling and amused. Damn it. I groaned.
“What did Father say?” I asked and Cynddylan grimaced.
“He…um…he…nothing much.”
“If my Father would call, it wouldn’t be a “hi-how-are-you” au “what-a-nice-day” conversation would it?” I demanded, he may be able to DETECT a lie, but he’s not much a liar, which is quite surprising for a vampire like him.
“Well…he asked about you, if I’ve found you, about…Cornelia.” He alisema the last word very bitterly. Curiosity crawled through me. What was it between him and Cornelia? And before I could stop myself, I blurted out the question.
“What happened between wewe two?”
“Who?”
“You and Cornelia. Something big, otherwise she wouldn’t hate wewe so much for so long.” I was surprised kwa the tone of my voice, demanding yet soft. His eyes bored into mine. Cool! He’s going to tell the story!
He had suspicions about him, that he was the Creature of Hell on Earth. After Anthony had met Cornelia, things began to… change, she was more… aware of her surroundings, and she was… stronger, faster, and smarter. Cynddylan’s hand when to his ala, scabbard (it was basically a ukanda with a sword hanging, not a genuine case), he had his hands on a dagger, he wasn’t sure if it’d work, but either way, if his suspicions were true, Anthony would be dead, if he wasn’t, he be dead anyway, win, win, he thought. The inayofuata thing he knew was that he was slicing Anthony’s limbs as if it were meat, au butter. Anthony was screaming in agony, while he started a fire. I recognised what he was doing, executing the vampire, he threw the bits of him into the fierce flames, the flames danced, they looked to be hungry; hungry for zaidi chaos to burn. And within minutes, and Anthony was ashes. He turned, to where Cornelia was standing, she was gone, and an uncertainty pulsed through him. He went home, miserable, his intentions where good; to protect his sister. He opened the door, she stood there. Hands clenched into brutal fists; her eyes burning with hatred, and violent anger. He met her gaze, held it, she roared and began to destroy anything at hand; tables, chairs, beds, as if they were brittle ice, au glass then, when everything was broken, and she turned to Cynddylan. She pushed him to the floor, with amerce strength, as if we were a toy. Cynddylan realised solemnly, bitterly and angrily, that she was one of them too! And then… Then…nothing, but black. The vision was over…
Renesmee
Oh.
What a throbbing headache! What was it that I did last night? I remember going exploring, and then all was a blur… I am so having a lie in.
15 dakika later a knock interrupted my peace.
“Renesmee? Are wewe awake? Can I come in?” I heard Cynddylan’s voice.
“Yes…No.” I croaked. I heard a door knob twist and Cynddylan stepped in. I looked at him in narrowed eyes. “I thought I alisema “no”!” I snapped. He rolled his eyes.
“Any way… How are wewe this morning?” He asked quite eagerly.
“I’m fine.” I lied.
“No you’re not. I can feel the presence of a lie, remember?” How could I not?
“Then why bother asking?” I asked placing a mto on my face.
“Do wewe remember what happened last night?”
“You went hunting.”
“And after that?” He asked obviously irritated kwa not getting any answers. I chuckled quietly.
“I don’t know? How am I supposed to know what wewe did while hunting?” I was really annoying him now.
“Well then. I’ll tell wewe what wewe did…” I listened with shock. I drank a wine AND vodka!? And I “willingly” kissed him? No way. I never. “You did.” He replied as if hearing my mental question. I was getting annoyed of him now! God! KILL ME. KILL ME! NOW!!
“Are wewe sure wewe weren’t dreaming? au had a deer’s blood which was a bit off?” I asked hopefully and sitting up and throwing the mto on the floor.
“No. No. I don’t dream.” He shook his head smiling and amused. Damn it. I groaned.
“What did Father say?” I asked and Cynddylan grimaced.
“He…um…he…nothing much.”
“If my Father would call, it wouldn’t be a “hi-how-are-you” au “what-a-nice-day” conversation would it?” I demanded, he may be able to DETECT a lie, but he’s not much a liar, which is quite surprising for a vampire like him.
“Well…he asked about you, if I’ve found you, about…Cornelia.” He alisema the last word very bitterly. Curiosity crawled through me. What was it between him and Cornelia? And before I could stop myself, I blurted out the question.
“What happened between wewe two?”
“Who?”
“You and Cornelia. Something big, otherwise she wouldn’t hate wewe so much for so long.” I was surprised kwa the tone of my voice, demanding yet soft. His eyes bored into mine. Cool! He’s going to tell the story!
He had suspicions about him, that he was the Creature of Hell on Earth. After Anthony had met Cornelia, things began to… change, she was more… aware of her surroundings, and she was… stronger, faster, and smarter. Cynddylan’s hand when to his ala, scabbard (it was basically a ukanda with a sword hanging, not a genuine case), he had his hands on a dagger, he wasn’t sure if it’d work, but either way, if his suspicions were true, Anthony would be dead, if he wasn’t, he be dead anyway, win, win, he thought. The inayofuata thing he knew was that he was slicing Anthony’s limbs as if it were meat, au butter. Anthony was screaming in agony, while he started a fire. I recognised what he was doing, executing the vampire, he threw the bits of him into the fierce flames, the flames danced, they looked to be hungry; hungry for zaidi chaos to burn. And within minutes, and Anthony was ashes. He turned, to where Cornelia was standing, she was gone, and an uncertainty pulsed through him. He went home, miserable, his intentions where good; to protect his sister. He opened the door, she stood there. Hands clenched into brutal fists; her eyes burning with hatred, and violent anger. He met her gaze, held it, she roared and began to destroy anything at hand; tables, chairs, beds, as if they were brittle ice, au glass then, when everything was broken, and she turned to Cynddylan. She pushed him to the floor, with amerce strength, as if we were a toy. Cynddylan realised solemnly, bitterly and angrily, that she was one of them too! And then… Then…nothing, but black. The vision was over…
i was just bored and i thought thats the same way edward feels towards bella so i just uploaded it! hope u like it!
wewe KNOW YOUR OBSESSED WITH TWILIGHT WHEN:
1.You see a silver Volvo flying down the mitaani, mtaa and yell, "Edward come back!"
2.You ask your boyfriend to rub ice on your lips before he kisses you.
3.You walk around thinking,'I know what wewe
are' encase Edward is nearby.
4.You approach a mbwa mwitu without taking precaution.
5.You put the name on your Myspace as, Mrs.Cullen.
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
6.When wewe are kusoma this article!
lol! I hope wewe all enjoyed! Please maoni and rate. TEAM EDWARD!!!
1.You see a silver Volvo flying down the mitaani, mtaa and yell, "Edward come back!"
2.You ask your boyfriend to rub ice on your lips before he kisses you.
3.You walk around thinking,'I know what wewe
are' encase Edward is nearby.
4.You approach a mbwa mwitu without taking precaution.
5.You put the name on your Myspace as, Mrs.Cullen.
AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST:
6.When wewe are kusoma this article!
lol! I hope wewe all enjoyed! Please maoni and rate. TEAM EDWARD!!!
wewe promised me that
every time we touch
wewe will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
wewe promised me that
no matter what happens
wewe will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
wewe promised me that
my feelings for wewe
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
wewe promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
wewe promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
every time we touch
wewe will never release your hold
your hold on to me
your hold on to reality
wewe promised me that
no matter what happens
wewe will comfort my aura
my aura of my stress
my aura of my mind
wewe promised me that
my feelings for wewe
would never change
never change from love
never change from us
wewe promised me that
nothing would ever
be serious in life
that life was a game
but that I was the dice
wewe promised me that
though we come from seperate worlds
no one could hold us back
hold us back from fate
hold us back from destiny
And as I look around the room
I realise
that all of us
in our own two intertwined minds
are Inseperable.
On Italy: "Italy was a dream. Very surreal. I think everyone there, no matter who it was, Rob Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, [director] Chris Weitz au anyone else would say that it was an experience that they may never go through again. The hospitality of the whole thing, the way they treated us, the whole setting was so magnificent."
On Rob: "Rob, I feel sorry for him a little bit. I feel for him, because he’s like a paparazzi fugitive right now. He can’t leave his house. He’s the most photographed person in the world."
Transformation
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then wewe hear the voices of your pack,
calling wewe to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
wewe stalk your prey together,
till they see wewe and wewe act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
wewe feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds wewe to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf wewe were,
is now inside of you
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then wewe hear the voices of your pack,
calling wewe to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
wewe stalk your prey together,
till they see wewe and wewe act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
wewe feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds wewe to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf wewe were,
is now inside of you
