Playing in the moonlight
Nessie? Nessie...are you out here?" I was terrified. Though my footsteps were quiet I felt as though they were making loud thuds. "I'm right here, mother," she whispered. I immediatley spun around to face her. She was gorgeous as the moonlight shined down
4. Chapter 4
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“What’s wrong?” Edward asked as he kissed the top of my forehead. I laid quietly on top of him with my head buried in his chest. It had been two weeks since the incident with Esme and Renesmee and they were still across Edward’s bed with their hands across their chest as if they were real vampires.
“Edward, how long is this going to go on?” I asked. I could feel him shrug from underneath me.
“Bella, I wish I had the answer for you,” he said longingly. He too was suffering from his Esme and his daughter acting as if they were lifeless puppets.
Every now and then if you walked in the room you would find one of them out of the bed at the window starring at the twilight sky. Carlisle tried to test them several times, but they neglected human touch.
Carlisle was looking shabby these days. Esme acted as though she never really met him at all. Jasper told us that he was feeling unwanted and unloved. I thought that he should know how much Esme loved him.
And Jake! Poor Jake! He never left the Cullen house these days. As long as Renesmee was still acting this way he was bound to stay.
“Bella? What are you thinking? Please tell me?” Edward asked.
“Nothing,” I replied. I hadn’t heard the voice in quite some time since that day. “I think I would like to go see them.”
“Are you sure?” he asked. “You usually get all sad when you see them.”
“Yes, I am sure,” I claimed. For the past two weeks we have been on the look out for any more attacks. None occurred. Edward, Jasper, and Emmett still didn’t let the us out on our own because of Rosalie’s fear of being next.
“Okay,” Edward agreed as he lifted me off him and strolled over to the closet to put some clothes on.
“You say something?” I asked Edward.
“No, dear why?” Edward asked me back.
Damn! The voices were back. I tried to ask the voice a question in my head. ‘What do you want from me?’ I got no answer.
This was only getting weirder. I am a shield for crying out loud! No one is supposed to use mind tricks on me except Renesmee.
I slowly rolled out of the bed to join Edward in getting dressed.
“Tonight…is the night, Bella,” the voice called. The eeriness of it caused me to shake violently.
“Bella? You stopped being temperature sensitive a long time ago. Now, tell me what the hell is wrong?” Edward demanded to know.
“The voice again,” I answered. Edward started to long around the house for any sign of invasion. That was silly. He knew that if someone tried to make his or her way in here that we would hear it.
I could hear the growls erupted from his chest as I placed my hands on it.
“Don’t worry. I think this guy is a bluff,” I said trying to soothe him.
“He sure wasn’t bluffing when he attacked our daughter,” Edward reminded. He had told Carlisle the news of the voice I had been hearing. Emmett only laughed at me about it every chance he got. Carlisle found nothing to work with about the information that we had given him.
We walked silently towards the Cullen house from our cottage. I could see Edward in my peripheral. He was scanning the area for any movement that he saw.
Once we reached the house and settled down in the living room he began to relax by stretching out on the couch.
“You don’t want to go see them?” I asked.
“Maybe in a little while. I’ll give you your privacy with them first,” Edward stated. I nodded my head and was about to ascend up the stairs when Rosalie stopped me.
“Yes?” I asked confused.
“Bella, you said you have been hearing a voice right?” she asked.
“But aren’t you a mind shield? No one should be able to get into your head,” she stated.
“But Renesmee,” Rosalie stated. “So what if it is her. Maybe she wants attention.”
“I doubt my daughter bit herself to get attention, Rose,” I mumbled a little bit annoyed. “Plus that is only by contact.”
I walked past her without another word. Our differences had been settled when Renesmee was born was sometimes she plainly got on my nerves. I could tell that with her not getting attention anymore she was becoming a little grouchy.
“That’s right, Bella, come up the stairs,” the voice sounded off in my head. I immediately stopped in my tracks. What should I do? Go upstairs or warn Edward? I already knew that Edward was going to overreact, but I was completely terrified to go alone.
I began to ascend slowly up the stairs again taking deep breaths that I didn’t need. I placed my hand on the door and slowly twisted the knob trying to stall myself sometime.
When I opened the door I only spotted Renesmee. Where was Esme? The wall of glass was opened up like a door. The darkened sky shown dimly in the room. The sun was setting.
“Nessie?” I said alarmed. She slowly turned to me with her pale apathetic face.
She then signaled me to follow her.
“Where do you want me to go, Nessie?” I asked obviously scared to follow.
“Follow me mother,” she replied. Mother? She never called me mother. It was usually mama or mom. This wasn’t my daughter, it couldn’t be. She signaled me to follow her again. There was some kind of attraction pulling me to where she wanted me to go.
I glanced at her as she got on the edge of the opening in the two story room.
“Don’t,” I gasped. It was too late. She had sprung out gracefully onto the front lawn and took off into the forest. on instinct I followed her out the window.
When I landed I waisted no time on situating my self. I flew after my daughter into the dark part of the forest. I was grateful that my eyes could make out the objects of the forest as I darted past them.
Coming up ahead was a clearing. As I approached it o noticed how clear the sky was. Not a cloud in sight as the darkness began to dim the skies, and as the moon began to pull out.
“Nessie? Nessie…are you here?” I said. Even though my footsteps were silent I felt as though they were making loud thuds.
“Over here mother,” her voice caught me of guard as I spun around to see her. She was standing right beside Esme as beautiful as ever. Both of them were. My mouth almost dropped as I watched them stand by each other. With each growing moment the moon continued to make it’s way past the treetops.
“Bella, you finally made it to me,” the voice called. This time it was not in my head. When I turned around to meet this voice I shrieked in utmost horror.
“Surprise!” said the white haired vampire that was standing a few inches in front of me.