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Uncle Emmett and Jasper got home at about 2 in the morning.
When I asked them where Jacob was, they said they’d left them at his house and that he immediately crashed on the couch.
“Don’t worry; we carried him to his bed.” Uncle Jasper told me when he felt me worry about Jake sleeping uncomfortably.
“Ok…” I sighed
“And he was still breathing when we got him there” Uncle Emmett put in and laughed.
“Uh… thanks”
Emmett laughed his booming laugh when I answered.
I yawned.
“Nessie, you should go to bed sweetheart” Esme said.
“Yes, go to sleep sweetie” mom agreed.
I nodded, feeling the drowsiness trying to pull me under.
“Goodnight everyone”
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I’d told my mom, aunt and grandmother that I really didn’t need a bachelorette party, especially one so soon.
Really though…? I was terrified of what they could come up with, Aunt Alice particularly. I knew she had a tendency to go a bit overboard, and I didn’t want to imagine what she could come up with.
She brought the subject up one day while we were hunting.
“So, what do you want to do for your party?”
“My party…?” I asked, cocking my head to the side.
“Your bachelorette party, silly”
“Oh, I don’t need one really… is it ok if we skip it?”
“But…” she said, preparing her pouting face, the one she used to get her way every time.
I held my hand up to stop her. “Aunt Alice, I gave you my wedding to plan…
Is it too much to ask to skip the parts I don’t think are necessary?”
She sighed resigned.
“You’re right… Ok, no bachelorette party, but what do you want to do?”
I shrugged. “Let’s think about it later ok?”
She nodded.
We concentrated on our hunt then.
Aunt Alice had decided to go deeper into the meadow
to scout for some deer.
I stayed in the clearing, knowing something would come
if I was patient enough.
Suddenly, I heard a rustling of bushes. I was already in my hunting crouch, when I caught the scent. It wasn’t one I was expecting though, it smelled like… me.
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Nahuel, I realized, with an inexplicable stab of fear running though me.
I shouldn’t be afraid of him… but why all of a sudden did I want to run away from this place, run to my family?
“Hello Renesmee” he said.
“Hello” I replied and my voice shook, weird…
“Could we talk for a minute?” he asked innocently, but I could tell something was off.
This wasn’t his usual way of being, not with me at least…
He began to step toward me, seeming more like a predator
than anything to me.
But before he could get too close, arms encircled me and a rag
was put to my face.
As I inhaled, I noticed the scent was not pleasant, and it made my body feel numb and made me drowsy.
I tried to use my hands, to grab at my attacker, but it was useless, I was almost completely under now.