-Evening Sun- Book 1, Chapter 5 : Perfection
Friday, December 31, 2010@5:03 PM
So hey! Yea, welcome back to the blog once again. Recently i got to know this girl on twitter called Bri. She knows Peter Facinelli the way i SOOOOO fantasize to do so ): Lucky Bri! (: Her Carlisle Cullen fanfic is nice! Link's on my previous posts. So here i present to you another dialogue chapter, and don't worry all the getting-to-know is going to end soon. In a few chapters it'll be book 2! YAY! So here is chapter 5. Enjoy and follow me!
Book 1: Renesmee
Chapter 5: Perfection
I walked up the several flights of steps quickly, and in one-tenth of a second I was staring at a flawless looking fine, and feminine woman, with straight blond hair falling perfectly along her back, reaching to about the hip area. She was in a sassy black satin dress, strapless. It flowed beautifully to the length of her knee. She was in 2-inch tall heels, feminine black. She turned swiftly but gracefully.
“Yes, Renesmee?”
“You look… Uh, great! Very beautiful.”
“Thanks.”
“What’s the occasion?”
“Kate and Tanya are getting married, a double marriage.”
“Oh! Today?”
“Tomorrow. We need a day to get there. Come, let’s get you dressed.”
Both of us walked to Aunt Alice’s room, or should I say, closet. Her room was like a closet full of clothes, though she had another room specifically for all her clothes. The room was like a walk-in closet. There were at least a hundred dresses in her room.
“Let’s find you something beautiful. Ah! Here’s one. Pink, your favorite color.”
The dress was pink and frilly. The laces were black. It was beautiful, very beautiful. Aunt Rosalie helped me get dressed and did my hair. During that period of time I took the chance to ask her my unanswered questions.
“Aunt Rosalie, can I ask you a few questions?”
“Sure.” She smiled sweetly and politely.
“How did you become a vampire? What was your near-death accident? Sorry, that I have to bring this bitter memory up, but I’m just curious.”
She smiled bitterly. “I was a fair-lady. I was just 16 and was born magically beautiful, any boy who saw me would be smitten. I was in love with the meaning of love. I was foolish. I fell in love with a guy, Royce King II. One night, I left my friend’s house late. Royce was around the corner. He called for me, so I went. He was with his group of friends, drinking. They… violated me. I struggled hard to get free from them, but they hit my head hard on the wall of that back-street alley. They thought I was dead from the profuse bleeding, and so they left. Believe me, I wished I was dead. I was so ashamed, I could never show my face in the crowd ever again.” She sighed, and kept her eyes closed.
“No-one was wandering the streets so late at night, except Carlisle. He smelled the blood. I thought he was helping me but…” She flinched.
“I never wanted to be a vampire, but at least me being this. I got revenge, eventually. I left Royce for last so he’d know I was coming. He hid inside a windowless room, thinking that could stop me. Apparently I took down his security guards and got in through the door. I was in a wedding dress. I was a little theatrical then,” She chuckled and half smiled. “But I didn’t drink their bloods. I didn’t want any part of them in me.” Her face turned sour, and her teeth were clenched together. She spoke through her teeth. “They costed me my life, and I’d be disgusted if they had any part of them in me.”
“I’m sorry, that I made you bring this up.”
“It’s okay.” She smiled.
“I do have another question, though. Why did you and Mommy insist on keeping me? I was killing her.” I said the word bitterly. I was killing Mommy, and eventually did kill her.
“Who wouldn’t want a child of their own, to marry off, sit on the front lawn in a rocking chair with the one you loved, watching your grandchildren enjoy themselves, playing. I wished for all of that, but now I can’t. When I heard that Bella was carrying you, I was ecstatic. Though I couldn’t carry one myself, I could see one grow up, see you get married. If they removed you, I and Bella would never get the chance to see a loved one grow up. I’m a genetic dead-end, you know. I can’t conceive.” She grimaced. “But Bella could. I was desperate. I wanted one so much, but when I couldn’t, I went all the way just to ease the need. Bella was the only person who could do that. When she called me and told me she was pregnant with you, I told myself that no-one could hurt you. I wanted to see you.”
“Why can’t you conceive?”
“We’re vampires, remember? We’re frozen. We can’t grow. All our cycles stop. Frozen. Never moving forward. That’s what I miss the most about being human. Possibilities. The best thing since the change was Emmett. Nothing else.”
“Oh.”
“Okay, you’re done! You look amazing.”
We walked out into the hallway and own to the living room. Everyone was there. Uncle Jake, Daddy, Mommy, Grandpa Carlisle, Grandma Esme, Aunt Alice, Uncle Jasper and Uncle Emmett. We got into all 3 cars in the garage and made our way to Alaska.
