Chapter 11
Renesmee and Her Secret Lover
Giselle giggled and Edward pried his lips off hers.
"What?" he growled.
She giggled in a girlish way again. "You."
Edward hissed and threw her off the bed, but not hard enough to hurt her. She " humpted!" when she hit the floor. "I didn't mean it in a mean way!!"
"How did you mean it then, girl?"
Giselle looked out the window in Edward's room, toward the forest. "I don't want to tell you."
"Girl!!!" Edward hissed.
Giselle crawled back up on the bed and sat on his lap without permission. There was darkness all around. Edward looked at the clock. It was 2 in the morning. He looked back at Giselle, with her clouded blue eyes with the thick, too low set, eyelashes. Her small little nose and full pink lips. Her skin was pure white and she looked just a pinch like she had been dead for a few hours, or if she had swallowed some poison. Giselle Northland brushed off his thoughts. He looked at her again, looking at her snow white dress, with fur around the collar and cuffs. Her white curly hair was disheveled and looked like she had been doing something rather inappropriate. Well...she had....
"Edward?" she whispered. He looked at her. "I just meant...how sweet you can be to me...when you're not trying to over power, undermine, or patronize me. You're sweet. You act like a nice young man that you are. A man your daughter can respect and your mother can love. Your father and brothers can love. Your sisters can love." the gazed up through her silken lashes. "A man that I could love."
"Giselle..." Edward whispered, and he took her back in his arms again. Her little hands layed helpless and innocent looking on his bare chest, and his hand pressed on the small of her back, fingers spread, like a spider crawling and forcing. She lay almost underneath him, and he kept her body off the bed with his arms. His kisses were hard and rough and hers were sof and gentle.
If you were to watch them, it was the hunter attacking the prey. The hunter succumbing to the prey. Both giving into the lust.
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"I'm so bored!" Giselle held out the word 'bored' dramatically in a tenor-typed voice. She flopped onto a chair which Rosalie was sitting in. Instead of being angry-as she would be with anyone else-she sat the girl up straight and began to braid her hair.
"Can't spend a day without your boyfriend, eh?" Of course, Emmett was referring to Mike Newton. Edward stalked out of the room and Giselle shot Emmett a look.
"If you're bored," the little girl in the corner with the bronzen curls and brown eyes said," will you take me to the movies? I promised I meet a friend there."
"Of course, but ask your father next time."
"Yes, Giselle, I will."
Once out on the road, Renesmee spilled her guts. "Okay, turn here."
"...Renesmee...this is first beach...not-Re! You lied to everyone!"
"Not you."
"Ugh, Re! Who are you meeting?"
She smiled. "A person..."
"Re!" Giselle admonished.
"A boy, okay?!"
"I want to meet him."
"Gis-"
"I meet him or I tell your father. You're not even supposed to come to this reservation."
"The treaty was broken when I was born. I've cleared it before."
"I don't like this, Re..."
The bronzen-haired girl stared dreamily out the window. "I do...Oo! Giselle! There he is!!"
He was gangly, with short black hair and sun-kissed skin. He was tall and muscular. Giselle searched his mind.
"Do you know?"
Renesmee blinked, feigning innocence. "Know what?"
"RE!"
"Yes?"
"We're going home. I'm telling you're father."
"...NO! I HATE YOU! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!"
"Re, I'm just looking out for you-"
"Well, quit! You're not my mom!" Giselle stared.
"No, I'm not. Re, we are going home. "
"You're not my mom..." Renesmee cried.
"I know sweetie."
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"How was she?"
I blinked. "Your sister?"
"Yeah."
"How was she?"
"Yeah."
I stared at Alec. "Good...Good...Not as good as you though....Wanna take off your pants?"
Alec sighed.
I laughed. "What?"
"Why is it always about sex with you? That was what was wrong with you relationship with Jane! It was just sex and sex and sex! Can't we talk? Please? Wanna go catch a movie?"
I stared. I'd never thought...It was just lust...but it was more with Alec. Deeper. "I'd like that." I whispered.
We went to the movies last night. I don't know what it was about, because I kissed Alec the whole time, and he had his hand down my pants. I love this man.
I love him so much.
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"It is wrong, Alice."
"He left me!"
"You don't sleep with his wife to get back at him!" Edward had been digging in Alice's mind, and found out the reason he had been sleeping with Talia. Everyone knew...except Jasper. How could you tell him?
"But she's so...sexy..." Alice mocked being seduced.
"You're lucky they are both out of the house."
"Yeah, yeah. Renesmee still grounded?"
"Yeah...I checked her mind. She was only with him to get at me...She's still angry. After all this time....Where's Giselle? I haven't seen her since morning."
"I'm sure she's fine."
"Alice, it's getting dark..."
"Then go check in the forest."
Edward walked in the forest for a long while, and as he did this, the was begining to set. If Edward couldn't find the Northland princess soon, whatever prophecy she had, it would strike her down dead. After walking to the end of the forest, just by the cliff leading up to Quillette territory, he saw a white figure, pale and small. Leaning over it, was a dark figure, tall, burly. When Edward was close enough, the dark figure turned to face Edward. After a moment of scrutinizing him, he turned back to Giselle.
"So, these are your friends. Ah, Giselle...how petty....You'll die soon enough anyway."
"Giselle..." Edward whispered, and he took her back in his arms again. Her little hands layed helpless and innocent looking on his bare chest, and his hand pressed on the small of her back, fingers spread, like a spider crawling and forcing. She lay almost underneath him, and he kept her body off the bed with his arms. His kisses were hard and rough and hers were sof and gentle.
If you were to watch them, it was the hunter attacking the prey. The hunter succumbing to the prey. Both giving into the lust.
****************************************************************************************
"I'm so bored!" Giselle held out the word 'bored' dramatically in a tenor-typed voice. She flopped onto a chair which Rosalie was sitting in. Instead of being angry-as she would be with anyone else-she sat the girl up straight and began to braid her hair.
"Can't spend a day without your boyfriend, eh?" Of course, Emmett was referring to Mike Newton. Edward stalked out of the room and Giselle shot Emmett a look.
"If you're bored," the little girl in the corner with the bronzen curls and brown eyes said," will you take me to the movies? I promised I meet a friend there."
"Of course, but ask your father next time."
"Yes, Giselle, I will."
Once out on the road, Renesmee spilled her guts. "Okay, turn here."
"...Renesmee...this is first beach...not-Re! You lied to everyone!"
"Not you."
"Ugh, Re! Who are you meeting?"
She smiled. "A person..."
"Re!" Giselle admonished.
"A boy, okay?!"
"I want to meet him."
"Gis-"
"I meet him or I tell your father. You're not even supposed to come to this reservation."
"The treaty was broken when I was born. I've cleared it before."
"I don't like this, Re..."
The bronzen-haired girl stared dreamily out the window. "I do...Oo! Giselle! There he is!!"
He was gangly, with short black hair and sun-kissed skin. He was tall and muscular. Giselle searched his mind.
"Do you know?"
Renesmee blinked, feigning innocence. "Know what?"
"RE!"
"Yes?"
"We're going home. I'm telling you're father."
"...NO! I HATE YOU! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!"
"Re, I'm just looking out for you-"
"Well, quit! You're not my mom!" Giselle stared.
"No, I'm not. Re, we are going home. "
"You're not my mom..." Renesmee cried.
"I know sweetie."
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"How was she?"
I blinked. "Your sister?"
"Yeah."
"How was she?"
"Yeah."
I stared at Alec. "Good...Good...Not as good as you though....Wanna take off your pants?"
Alec sighed.
I laughed. "What?"
"Why is it always about sex with you? That was what was wrong with you relationship with Jane! It was just sex and sex and sex! Can't we talk? Please? Wanna go catch a movie?"
I stared. I'd never thought...It was just lust...but it was more with Alec. Deeper. "I'd like that." I whispered.
We went to the movies last night. I don't know what it was about, because I kissed Alec the whole time, and he had his hand down my pants. I love this man.
I love him so much.
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"It is wrong, Alice."
"He left me!"
"You don't sleep with his wife to get back at him!" Edward had been digging in Alice's mind, and found out the reason he had been sleeping with Talia. Everyone knew...except Jasper. How could you tell him?
"But she's so...sexy..." Alice mocked being seduced.
"You're lucky they are both out of the house."
"Yeah, yeah. Renesmee still grounded?"
"Yeah...I checked her mind. She was only with him to get at me...She's still angry. After all this time....Where's Giselle? I haven't seen her since morning."
"I'm sure she's fine."
"Alice, it's getting dark..."
"Then go check in the forest."
Edward walked in the forest for a long while, and as he did this, the was begining to set. If Edward couldn't find the Northland princess soon, whatever prophecy she had, it would strike her down dead. After walking to the end of the forest, just by the cliff leading up to Quillette territory, he saw a white figure, pale and small. Leaning over it, was a dark figure, tall, burly. When Edward was close enough, the dark figure turned to face Edward. After a moment of scrutinizing him, he turned back to Giselle.
"So, these are your friends. Ah, Giselle...how petty....You'll die soon enough anyway."
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