“Renesmee Carlie Cullen,” my mom used my full name. I glanced up at her with no idea of what expression was on my face. “I will never let anything happen to you. Do wewe understand? wewe mean zaidi to me than my own life.” As she alisema these last words she came to look me strait in the eyes. “I upendo you, honey” she whispered in my ear and held me tight in her arms. Then she released me, but didn’t songesha from my side.
    “What do we do?” Esme asked.
    “What else can we do? We fight!” Uncle Emmett answered her swali while a grin stretched across his face. He was way too violent.
    “We have been in this situation before. We could always do what we did last time.”
    “They don’t come to fight us though. They don’t come to kill they come to steal.” Alice replied and as soon as she alisema these words I knew that we had no hope. I would go to the Volturi whether I liked it au not. I pictured myself with blood red eyes in one of those dark cloaks they wore.
    “No!” My father practically screamed. I looked over to see his face infuriated. “Renesmee please don’t think like that.” he alisema calming down a bit.
    “Sorry dad. I know wewe won’t let anything happen to me. Sorry, really.” I responded hating to see him upset.
    “It’s ok Nessie. It’s not your fault, but I just can’t stand to picture wewe like that.”
    “Ahem,” Emmett cleared his throat. “Are we missing something? wewe know the rest of us can’t read her thoughts, Edward.” he alisema annoyance clearly in his voice.
    “Well wewe seem to survive fairly well Emmett. I’m sure this moment without knowledge won’t kill you.”
    “Humph.” Uncle Emmett got frustrated so easily.
    I stifled a giggle not wanting to bug him which I am pretty sure I do on a regular basis. Oh well.
    My dad smiled as he read my thoughts. I wish I remember that siku my mom beat my uncle in an arm wrestle. Its brought up in conversation a lot as it is, but I would like to bring it up even zaidi if I remember. He needed a good blow to his self esteem.
    My dad burst out laughing at that and I couldn’t help but smile with him. The others looked at us like we were crazy and my thoughts went back to the matter at hand. What were we going to do? Would I end up being a member of the Volturi? Would my family save me? Could they?
    “We will fight and we will win.” Jacob alisema confidently interrupting my thoughts. I always worried about him and when I voiced it he repeatedly told me that my worry wasn’t necessary.
    “I don’t think it’s anything to worry about now. When the time comes we will do what me must, but for now can we please just continue life normally?” As if life was ever normal, I added in my thoughts.
    “Yes Nessie     we can. Don’t worry no one will harm you.” Carlisle answered.
    “Thanks” I turned to give my dad a hug. “Dad, can I go to Jake’s? wewe know I’ll be salama there.”
    “But wewe were there all morning and it’s your birthday.” he complained.
    “Alright, I’ll stay here with wewe guys.” I turned to face everyone else. “What’s inayofuata on the to-do list?”
    Aunt Alice moved to my side in one of those creepy, fluid movements she does. “Presents!” She bolted over to where a big pile of presents sat on the dining room table. “Mine first!” She handed me a medium-sized package in blue and pink paper.
    I moved to the sofa to sit down and tore the present open. Inside was a clothing store box. I opened the box and gasped. Inside was the most beautiful party dress. It was light blue with a darker blue tint to it. It was spaghetti, tambi strapped and low cut with jewels lining the neck line. The bottom blew outward.
    “It’s beautiful! Thanks auntie Alice” I looked over at her face and almost groaned as I saw that blank expression on her face that meant she was seeing someone’s future. Probably mine, but wewe never know.
    “What’s wrong?” I directed this swali zaidi towards my dad because Alice didn’t usually answer when she was in this trance like state.