As I realized what exactly I had done I jumped to the other side of the room in shock. I stared at her scratched, bruised and beaten-up body shocked and yet still amazed at how i'd done it. Wasn't I meant to be 'too in love' to even think of killing my Nessie, Poor Nessie... Poor Me, Jacob.... I was hysterical as I realized also that along with violently ending her life, I had violently ended my own. Edward was -no doubt- playing this live for the Cullens, and Bella would be crying tearlessly andhysterically, Edward and Jasper in shock, Emmett ready to knock my cranium in, Alice, Blondie and Esme sobbing while comforting Bella, and Carlisle would be trying to figure out a way to piece her broken bones together again. Alice will have to cancel the wedding tomorrow. The Black wedding... Renesmee and I's wedding would be cancelled, or better yet postponed until our afterlife...
If Nessie ever forgives me. What if she moves on? What if she hates my guts for eternity?
Renesmee's screech of pain woke me from my nightmare, and as I was rolling back over to my side of the bed and off of her, I was remotely grateful Nessie wasn't built of god damned Granite. Then I would never have been woken, and would have still been in my nightmare of killing her, and just the thought of Nessie's body, beaten and broken while I am still alive, waiting for one of the Cullens to kill me, and wondering which would get to me first made my heart shatter. Probobly Edward, he is the fastest of them after all. I attempted to swish the thought from my thoughts, but it was still lingering.
I turned my body rapidly to see her face as she popped her shoulder back into place while I smiled apologetically and she grimaced in pain. My brow pulled together at her pain, and I gripped her free hand gently, wishing I could take away the pain. I frowned. At least she heals fast like me, something we discovered half-vampires are capable of before they are full vampires. Nessie is only 7 years old now, but she appears 21 and has the knowledge of a 113 year old. Her bronze hair has eventually changed into a beautiful red, and the ringlets were now frequent, small waves. Alice and Rose finally allowed her to cut her fast growing hair, but only because of the "Tacky bronze tips and wavy AND ringed hair." Fashionistas. Nessie's hair is now at her shoulders, but like I mentioned, it grows rapidly. I tugged on a lock gently, pulling it away from the rest of her hair. It had grown about half an inch (1cm) overnight. Human hair grows half an inch a month, but my Nessie is special.
I smiled at her, but she noticed it shifting into a grimace. She ran her hand across my jawline, showing no pictures.
"Whats up?" she whispered and I sighed and rolled on my back, closing my eyes.
"I had a nightm-" I started, but she interrupted. "Jake, you know my "ability"" she pulled her fingers into quotation marks when I opened my eyes and looked at her sideways. I sighed and faced her again before nodding.
"Yea well there's something else I can do... I can see other people's dreams too. I've known for a week but I wasn't sure, so I didn't tell you until now, until I was sure."