Chapter 17-Renesmee Revealed/On the Way to Volterra

Chapter 17

Renesmee Revealed/

On the Way to Volterra

     "I don't even know where to start looking,"Edward cried, flopping down.

"Edward," Rosalie whispered,"If she doesn't get back here before dark..."

"Oh, God!" Esme fell onto her husband, sobbing wildly.

This is all my fault, Edward thought.

"Emmett," Jasper commanded,"go get a pot from the shed out back, and  fill it with soil from the front yard."

"Aye!" yelled Emmett, as he hit the ground running.

"You think that will work?"

"I'm hoping," Jasper whispered to his oldest brother.

"Daddy?" Renesmee whispered. "You're looking for my brother...right?"

"Yes, Renesmee," replied her father.

"Daddy...there's something I need to show you." Renesmee put her palms on her fathers neck and forced her thoughts on him.

     His eyes widened, and he shook for a moment.

"Renesmee, where did you get that?"

"They're my dreams. Daddy...I think I'm seeing what my brother is seeing."

"Like, some kind of telepathy?" Carlisle asked.

"It's the only hunch I've got," said Edward rising.

"Where are you going? What did she show you?"

"The inside of Volterra."

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"Hey, you."

"Hey, Alec," I leaned in to kiss him. He smiled at me.

"Wedding date is all set. So's the honeymoon. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever. Aro always has me on sweeps now."

"Only every other night," I reminded him, the guilt taking another jab at me.
"Well, at least we get tonight. Wanna go out to dinner?"
"Sounds great," I said, taking  his outstretched arm. He leaned down to kiss my cheek, then lead us unsuspectingly from the tower.
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Esme leaned down off the porch to kiss the top of her son's head.
"I have to be going. I can run the whole way."
"You'll be dead tired, and not much use if it gets violent."
"I will fight for her, and my son. I will bring them both home, I swear." He had a small green pack on his back, and a cup of soil from their yard in the other.
As he turned and got in a position to run, his mother yelled out to him.

"Edward!" he turned. "You bring her home."There were tears in her eyes.
"I will. I promise."

An Edward Cullen began the 5683 mile journey to Volterra, on the way to rescue the woman he had misused, and the son he had never met.



Chapter 16-Realization and Escape

Chapter 16

Realization and Escape

"Edward?" asked his mother, coming down the stairs. "Your up early." Her son gave no reply, but stared out the window, his hand supporting his weary head covering the tangled mess of bronze hair. "Edward," his mother whispered cautiously,"where is Giselle?...Edward?" she repeated. "Edward!"

"Esme?" Emmett asked, emerging from his room, his golden hair wife by his side. She rubbed her eyes, as if she had been sleeping, and pulled the silk string tighter that held up her robe tighter around her waist.

"Where. Is. Giselle!" Esme repeated to her pale son, her eyes frantic with worry. Carlisle emerged from his office, as did Jasper from his room. Talia and Alice emerged. (Alice continued sleeping with Talia to make up for the heart break. They were engaged and Alice was not happy about the union, but was putting up with it.)

"Where is she, Edward? Please tell me..." Esme looked like she would cry if it was possible. She was on her knees. Edward looked at her for the first time.

"Gone," he whispered, his voice hoarse and broken.

"What?" Carlisle breathed. Rosalie was staring daggers at her brother.

"Where is she, Edward? Where did she go? Why did she go? Edward, damn it, answer me you bastard!" Rosalie was there, her hands at his throat, and Edward didn't even try to push her away. Emmett quickly stepped next to his bride and pried her off the bronzen-haired vampire. Esme stayed by their feet, sobbing, knowing that if Giselle left, she wouldn't be coming back.

"Why is she gone?" Rosalie sneered.

"You know something Rose?" Edward said,"You are ugly when you're angry."

This time Rose and Emmett both charged, causing Carlisle and Jasper to intervene.

"Edward," Carlisle said, holding back Rosalie with difficulty,"I don't know why you saying things you don't mean but I do know this: you do know why Giselle is gone. You must tell us, Edward. No matter how horrid it is. She did not only belong to you. Please."

     Edward sighed, and didn't take his eyes off the greenery outside.

"We were...together, you all knew that. Apparently thought on the relationship weren't mutual. She left. Just couldn't stand to be with me anymore. Apparently, it's not an uncommon thought." He stared at his family, and he stared at his little daughter, who had climbed down the stairs. She was old enough to be a grandmother, but only looked 13. He had truthfully cursed his daughter by letting her exist. And his son? What of him? Did he suffer the same? Had a nomad found him? Had anyone? A son. His son. Heathcliff and Isabella...Linton...Edward Jacob. "Oh my God..." Edward breathed.

Esme looked up. "You've figured something out," she whispered.

Edward stood, and starting grabbing anything he could find. "Before Giselle left, she made an analogy, saying I was Heathcliff and she Isabella. She said since she was Isabella, she needed to do her job."

Carlisle inserted himself. "Isabella Linton was in love with Heathcliff, but Heathcliff only married her to upset her brother."

"But think!" Edward said.

"Isabella left...."

"And had a son!" Edward yelled.

"She's pregnant?" Jasper asked.

"No," Edward said. "I definitely would've notice that. Guys...

She's on her way to look for Edward Jacob."

Chapter 15-Heathcliff and Isabella

Chapter 15-

Heathcliff and Isabella

     Edward was once again taking advantage of Giselle. It was the middle of the night, and he was pushing his limits.

"...Edward...Edward....Edward...EDWARD!" She screamed, but not of joy, but pain. Shoving at the vampire, she rolled over, grasping her abdomen. She moaned and coughed up a little blood.

"Giselle?" Edward asked.

     Edward often neglected to understand that he was a thousand times stronger than the pale princess. He knew, but discarded the thoughts. He had been banging her so hard, it had bruised her stomach.

     Crawling out of the bed, she walked to the closet, and found a silken robe. Slipping it on, she went to lean up against Edward's leather couch.

"I-I'm sorry I hurt you," the vampire whispered after a pause.

"No you're not," Giselle whispered, blood dripping down the corners of her mouth,"you're that you banged me so hard I couldn't keep giving you good sex."

"...You don't mean that."

"Aye, Master Cullen, but I do."

     Edward looked away, ashamed. But there was fury in him, dark, as if he were a drunk, and an angry one at that. He spat on the bed and knocked over the side table.

"Will you calm down?" Giselle reprimanded.

"Don't you patronize me! You damn little whore, can't even do you job."

"You're disgusting!"

"Watch your-!" Edward had stomped over to the girl, who had spat on his face in return.

"I'm nothing but a vampire's whore. I cannot return to my kingdom and claim to be pure, as the Northlands are. I am a disgrace. Not only have you taken away a soul of a girl, but the hope of a nation. I hope you are proud Master Cullen. Perhaps you now have something to ponder during every erection."

     Edward was at a loss for words.

"She left me," he whispered,"with a daughter. Alone. She left me. She took something from me, too."
"But you don't gain anything from taking things from me!" she was sobbing loudly, head up against a chair. "It's Anton's fault. It's always been his fault. I have to find him. I have to kill him. It's the only way."

"Killing is a sin."

"Not if it is a work of God, which is what the people of the Northland believe."

"Why don't you just stay here?"

"Unlike you, I don't wish to have the death of millions of people on my hands. Innocent people...women, children in the village, with dead husbands because they fought for the country and I can't do anything because I'm a whore? Is that's what is happening, Master Cullen? Is it all your fault?"

"...What if I joined a union with you?"

"I wouldn't hear of it," she sniffed.

"...Giselle...if we were making love-"

"Hah! Is that what you call it?"

"as equals," he continued," would you still feel as rotten."

"...I guess it would boost morale in me."

"Come out with me tomorrow night."

"I have a date with Micheal."

"That bastard?"

"I pity him. He's such an unfortunate boy. His parents died, and he is being raised by his senile grandparents."

"Jessica and Mike?"

"...I've no idea."

"That's how Newton knows where to hide you! But why are you still with him?"

"He's a sweet boy."

"You're cheating on him."

"And you, you're wife, whom you never left a union with."

"She's never coming back, Giselle."

"I'm not breaking up with Micheal."

"Why do you always treat me like that? I'm starting to feel like Demetrius in this."

Giselle laughed darkly. "You? Demtrius? Are you saying I'm Hermia?"

"The very same whore."

"Hah, honestly, I feel like this relationship is more like Heathcliff and Isabella."

"Are you calling me Heathcliff?"

"Yes," she hissed.  She stared for a moment, then went for Edward's wardrobe, collected several items of clothes, and came back. She went down to the pantry, took as much food as she could, and took some money from the jar on the counter.

"What are you-where are you going?" Edward asked.

"If I'm Isabella, I best be doing my job."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just think about it." and she ran from the yard, as the dawn was coming, disappearing from sight.

Chapter 14-Something Secondhand and Broken

Chapter 14-

Something Secondhand and Broken

     Giselle woke up in Edward's empty bed-again. She went to his closet and pulled out a white dress from the stash she now was forced to keep in there. Edward was gone when she woke, as he was everyday. Why couldn't he wait for her? He never did. She sat on the bed, and yelled at herself inside her head to stop the tears from coming.

     She forced herself out of the room, and into Jasper's. Talia was the only one present, which is what Giselle had expected. "How do I look?" Talia asked frantically and afraid.

"Fine. Gorgeous." She was dressed in black taffeta, all black. It was all she wore since she came here.

"Humble?"

"Uh..."

"Do I look humble, Giselle?" she cried.

"Dear, there is only so much an outfit can say."

"UH!" She flopped onto the bed.

"You're telling him today, aren't you?"

"...Yes," whispered the redheaded vampire.

"Somethings are best left unspoken, dear, remember that."

"Are you saying I shouldn't tell him?"

"I'm saying that Jasper is a sensitive man. You telling him will kill him. You're running off with his ex-wife, Tal. How would you react?"

"I don't know. It's not happening to me. I'm just happy!" she beamed. "Alice and I are going to run away, and have a child. I always wanted a baby, Giselle...Jasper, he can give me that, but he...he forgot about me, ya know? When I found him, I was like a savior, his gift. But now, he's used to me being around. Alice treats me like a gift, and she makes me feel special. Jasper couldn't have done that, even when we were human. Ya know?"

"I guess. You should either leave with Alice now, Tal, or just drop her. Never tell him a thing. It would end better that way."

Giselle turned to leave.

"Giselle!"

"Yeah?"

"... Can you tell me what he's going to say? I want to know the outcome and for some reason, Alice can't see it."

"...You're limited, so I can't tell you. You're meant to be limited, Tal. It's part of your humanity."

"But I'm not human."

"It's an adjective, babe. It means pure. Good."

"I am good."

Giselle cocked an eyebrow. "Are you?"

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"Talia tells me you can't see the outcome."

"I don't know why I can't Giselle, but it's driving me nuts! Maybe it's better I wait to see his pain..."

"Alice, are you really going to do this?"

"Yes. He deserves it. Everytime he touched that bitch, he gets to know she loves me ten times more. You know he always wanted a baby? Talia can give him that...I never wanted a child. Too noisy and messy. I like teenagers, I have the power to predict what they are going to do, and Jasper could sense their feelings. If we were human, we would make perfect parents. But we aren't. We aren't even together. He left me. Over something something that didn't even involve us. He didn't even want to try again. She was the savior. Yeah, well I was the savior a long time ago. I'll be damned if a third comes around."
"Alice-"
"This is my life, Giselle, don't tell me how to live it."
"...I love you and Talia both, and I also love Jasper. You break his heart, your breaking mine...you shared that heart once, and I don't think it's entirely severed. "
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Giselle walked into Edward's room, and was taken off guard by his presence there.
"I didn't know you'd be here."
"Big day. I changed my shirt. Just got back from hunting."
"Ah."
Edward stared solidly into the crystal eyes of the Princess. "Giselle? Can we talk?"
"I've got to go check on Tal-"
"Giselle." She turned to look at the man. They hadn't been talking much lately.
"Giselle," Edward whispered again,"why have you been so distant? I just want to talk to you. Please?"
Giselle avoided his eyes, but burnt holes in the wall. "May I speak freely?" she growled.
Edward paused. "Always."
     The Princess turned on him, and put her pale pointer finger in his face. "You've been sleeping with me, and then you act like I don't exist! I do whatever you say whenever and you treat me like garbage! Do you know what you called me last night? Do you?" she yelled. He stared at her. "Bella." she spat. "Bella! Bella! Bella! 'Bella, I love you sooooo much!''Bella, do that again!' If you're going to abuse me at least use my name!"
"Giselle-"
"I don't want an excuse, Edward Cullen. You don't care about me and you never have. I feel under the spell of the undead and it's my fault. I don't think you knew you were lying but the pain is all the same. I'll leave soon. Just like the rest of your family."
"You shut up you whore!" Edward struck her across the face. Having on his leather bracelet, it cut open her cheek. She walked stiffly to the closet, pulled out a tanned bag, and pulled out a vile. In the vile was some purple substance which she rubbed on her cheeks, and the cut healed immediately.
     She walked up, and looked at Edward with no hate nor love in her eyes.
"I will stay here, at this Cullen's Manor. But not because I feel for you. It is because I have no  choice!"

And the Northland Princess fled the room.
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"What's going on?" Jasper whispered to Giselle.
"J-just a family meeting, I guess," she whispered, feeling pity for the Whitlock boy.

"Um, okay," Talia sighed, then squealed, in a stupid, girly way. "Jasper, honey? I really think was the best way to do this, and Alice agrees, just so there's no questions.
     Jasper, Alice and I have been sleeping together behind your back. At first it was just for fun, but over time we began to develop feelings for one another...I really think I love her and Jasper...we are going to have a baby."
Jasper's eyes were on fire, he hadn't drank in a few days either. "What!?" he snarled.
"I love her-"
"Okay, time to cut the crap!" Alice squealed and feel to her knees. She crawled to Jasper, sobbing heavily. "I-I-I slept with Talia!! I just wanted to make you mad!! Talia fell in love with me but Jasper, there isn't a person I hate more in the world!!"
"What?" Talia whispered.
"Jasper, I love you and I'm sorry!! Please, what I did doesn't mean a thing!"
"HOW COULD YOU!" Jasper screamed.
"I'm so sorry! I'm sorry!! I-I-I didn't think!"
"To hell you didn't think! You thought this whole thing through! And Alice, Talia before either of you gets another word in. I can never be with either of you again. Talia, you cheated on me with my ex-wife. And Alice...as far as I'm concerned, I stopped loving you. And after this, I don't even think I can love you again. I just...I'm going hunting. No one follow me."
"Jasper-" Alice whispered. But he was gone.

"You lied to me?!"

Alice didn't even justify Talia with an answer.

Chapter 13-I'll Give You My Dirty Little Secret...

Chapter 13-

I'll Give You My Dirty Little Secret...

   Edward slowly slipped off his boxer shorts, and when again he looked up, his eyes violated every nook and cranny on the Princess's body. Her body, pale and fragile, look plump and...well...hormonal. That was what was giving him this shameless erection, right. He looked at his hands, which were shaking. Back again at the Princess, and her conscious blue eyes.

     Edward stopped, looking Giselle face to face. She looked tired, and her eyes didn't stray toward any place on his body that was inappropriate. Her legs were wide open, as if waiting for him to enter. If Edward could get sweaty palms, he would have them. He was nervous. Was she giving permission? Or just signaling she caught him? One way to find out.

     Edward crawled up on the bed, and positioned his naked body right over the virginal naked Princess. She stared at him, apathetically through her dark eyelashes. Gingerly place his hands on her shoulders, and legs on top of hers, he lowered himself down on to her. She said nothing, and made only a sigh as he forced himself into her. Her eyes rolled back as he kissed her neck, and took away the virginity of the Pure-white Princess of the Northland.

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Aro stared at my boyfriend and I, the only reigning member still on duty. Caius and Marcus had both retired, and Aro had locked the rest of the guard out.

"How long have you two been in this relationship?"

"Two weeks, Sire," Alec whispered, staring at the floor.

"Why?"

"Sire, if I may speak candidly?" Alec asked.

Aro sighed. "You may."

"I do believe Beltrano is my soul mate."

"...This is odd. There has never been-that I have met-a homosexual vampire! Just never! How truly, truly strange. But you feel this way?"

"Yes, Sire. Beltrano and I would like to stay with the guard for the rest of our lives, granted, that we may continue to make love, unsuspected by the other members of this guard and coven."

Aro laughed. "Ah, young love. How darling. Beltrano? You feel this way?"

"Y-yes, Master."

He extended his arm,"Let me touch your hand." I gave him what he desire. "Ah, Jane, too? But she never meant much, hmm? Boys, I will let this go on, but I do not approve this unless it is under a wed-lock. Please, join in union soon, will you?"

"Yes, Sire," we both chorused.

"You are dismissed."

Alec took my hand as we were leaving and kissed my neck, we were both still naked and he did not even mask his erection.

"There are cloaks by the door, but first, Beltrano, may you stay? Go on, Alec." Alec sent me a apologetic look, then left.

     I felt my heart sink as the door 'clanked' when Alec left, and I stood stark naked in front of my leader. He stepped down off his throne, and came face to face with me. We stood right next to one another, and I stood just a head taller than he. He got extremely uncomfortable close, so close his cloak cover my dick from view.

"Beltrano," he whispered," this is affecting my guard. Jane is upset and has not been doing her best. Now I know why. I will support a secret wed-lock between you and Alec, if you continue one thing. Making love with his sister. I do give permission for you and she to go out every other night to the chapel and to make love. Understood? You must keep both relationships secret from the other. Do not tell Beltrano you are seeing Jane and vice-versa. Do not tell the other where you are going. Alright? Go make love to Alec now, and then, tomorrow night, to Jane. Or, there will be dire, consequences. Yes?"

"Y-yes..." I whispered. And I sulked off to meet Alec.

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Alice and Talia were still having sex in Jasper's room. They knew that Edward and Giselle were both in the house-Alice heard them last night-but the rest of the Cullen's were not returning till daylight over 47 hours away. Talia shivered as Alice played naughty games. And Alice thought about killing Jasper's lover with every touch. Alice loathed Mrs. Whitlock, but Mrs. Whitlock couldn't keep her hands off the pixie.

"Alice?" Talia whispered in ecstasy.

"Yes, my lovely?" Alice breathed, going back to Talia's vagina.

"...I want to have a baby." Alice surfaced to stare at her enemy and her lover.

"Talia...I can't do that."

"No, Alice! There are doctors, who take part of your DNA, put them into my egg, and make me fertile. Alice, I'm not like other vampires, I'm not sterile. Alice, I can have your babies!"

"Um...wow...Darling, this is a lot to take on. Jasper...?"

"I want to tell Jasper about us."

Alice's insides were spewing venom. Jasper...her main target. This was what she wanted, the main event. And Talia pregnant just sealed the deal.

"Alright," Alice whispered to her false lover. "I'll do it."

And so Alice sold her soul to the Devil.

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     Edward stared at what he had done, the blood covering the sheets. He didn't mean to. Last night...he hadn't meant to.  What had he been thinking. He looked at Giselle. Would she ever be the same. She was asleep, and because she was a virgin, the blood was coming out of her by the bucket full. Edward wondered for a moment if it was possible she could be pregnant. He cast it away. She couldn't be.
     Edward stared out the window, and thought of a girl. She was pale, short, skinny, with brown eyes and hair. She was fearless and ignorant. She had no voice, and was desperate, always. Until she found her voice.

     Then, he thought of a boy, cold and trembling as his father left him alone. Glowing green eyes, with curly brown hair. His skin wasn't pale, but had a normal glow to it, like his grandfather maternally.

     Then he thought of Giselle. Would she be angry? Last night, she layed there while he made love and played out his fantasies. She was absolutely apathetic during the whole scene. What would happen? What would she think...?

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     I wandered the corridor that night, waiting. I knew she would come. I heard her before I saw her, her thoughts sad and alone. She really does need me.

"Jane," I whispered. She stared at me with the deer in the headlights look.

"What do you want?" she whispered.

"We need to talk. Can we go to your room?"

"Why didn't you go with Alec on the city sweep? He won't be back till morning but-"

"I don't care, about Alec!" I sighed.

She looked at me with those red eyes, and I sighed.

   We entered her bedroom, and it was different than before. Everything girly had been removed, and it was a sad, regulated room.

"What do you need to talk about?" she asked.

I sat on the bed, and she stiffened. How many times how our naked bodies layed there?

"Jane..." I whispered pitifully,"I made a mistake. Alec...I...It was a fling, okay? I thought it was more...I was wrong. I was so wrong. Jane," I got to my knees, and kissed her feet,"You are my savior, Jane. I need you. I can't live without you, please don't make me. I deserve it and I will never deserve you but I swear, I will never do what I did to you, ever again. Please, Jane...Jane, I love you. I want to be with you  forever."

     Her eyes were confused, I saw that. She thought she was hiding it, but wasn't.  I stared, and I hoped my acting was good enough.

"Oh, Belt!" she sobbed, and fell into my arms.

      We layed like that for an hour, her splaying out every fantasy she ever had, letting herself be venerable to me. She sobbed, and I told her how much I needed her. She started kissing me, and I let her start to get a sexual high before we got naked, and she screamed as I entered her again, for it had been so long. Maybe too long for her.

     How many times had our naked bodies layed here? How many times more?

Chapter 12-The Southland Prince

Chapter 12-

The Southland Prince

"G-giselle..." Edward whispered. Her blue eyes were glazed, and staring dreamily at the stranger.

"What's wrong, human? Afraid of a Wizard Prince?" the man was dressed in all black, the color of his short, curly hair. His skin was olive, and he had black eyes. His smile was white behind his tan lips, but it was meant as a curt sneer. Giselle was humming.

"Anton Southland?" Edward asked.

The Southland Prince lit his black eyes a blaze. "HOW DARE YOU ADDRESS AS A COMMON MAN YOU LOW DOWN-!" Giselle fell to the ground, for Anton had released his grip on her. Anton sneered, and kicked her side. "Sorry, love," he whispered.

 "Giselle!" Edward screamed, and lifted her from the ground. Anton laughed darkly.

"You're too far! You can't run and get her back to your territory! She's going to die! I have won the war! I-" Edward began to sprint faster than he ever had, leaving the Southland Prince in the dust.

"Please don't die, Giselle," Edward whispered as he ran,"Please don't die..."

And Edward did something he hadn't done in a long time. He prayed to God. Edward couldn't stop the sun, but if God would listen, maybe he could.

"Giselle...please don't die..."

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Giselle's body stirred under the white sheet, and looked at her state. She was under a silk white night gown, which was twelve sizes too big, and who had dressed her had neglected to put on a bra. She wiggled her lower portion to find she had on some sort of lace pantie. Her curly was sticking to her face due to the thin layer of sweat on her skin. She was shaking her her skin was more gray than white.
"Is she conscious?" Rosalie's head popped into the door way, her golden eyes wide.
"Giselle?" she squealed. Several Cullen's ran in the room. It was lack of Emmett and Jasper, so Talia boldly grasped Alice's hand. "Giselle? Can you hear me?" Rosalie knelt by her bed side.
"Where's...Edward?" Giselle breathed.
"He's...er..."
"Where is Edw-urd!" she sputtered and Carlisle was there with a napkin to catch the blood that blew out of her mouth.
"Giselle!?" The bronze-haired vampire was in the doorway pushing through the grouping of his family.
The sickly girl sat up with shocking speed, gripping the vampire's shirt. "Did he touch you?!" she growled, blood dripping down her chin.
"G-giselle?" he whispered.
"Did he touch you?"
"N-no...I-I-I don't think so..."
"Are you sure?!" she yelled.
"Not...entirely..."
"Get on the bed." Edward stared curiously at the girl, as she flipped out of bed with energy she shouldn't have. She spit blood on the floor, but it didn't bother anyone anymore. "Take off you're shirt. Everyone out of the room. Now!" Everyone did as the girl commanded, and Giselle fliped the door closed and shut off the lights. Edward's eyes quickly adjusted and he saw the little girl whip her legs around his waist and put her hands on his chest. She whispered gently,"Flower skinne og glød, la din kraft skinne, få klokken omvendt bringe tilbake det som engang var mitt ... helbrede det som har blitt såret ... endre skjebnen design ... redde det som har gått tapt ... bringe tilbake det som en gang var mitt ... det som en gang var min ...." her words were rapid and sickly and she threw up more blood.
"Giselle!" Edward sat up, and grabbed the princess by the small of her back.
"Whatever could've been in you is gone now," she panted.
"Giselle..." Edward whispered in the Princess's ear,"are you going to die?"
"...No...but just being around Anton has made me sick as a dog. I won't be well for a few days. I don't want you looking after me either. You know I don't like the attention."
     Edward breathed into her snow white hair, and his whole body trembled. "I was worried you had died...Giselle...please don't go back to the Northland."
"...Edward...I wish I could love you. I would if I could...I promise...I..." she started kissing him, and the warmth spread through them.
"Mmm..." Edward whispered, and Giselle melted into him, their bodies intertwined. She shook with excitement, and Edward shook...but he know not what with.
"Aww screw it," she whispered,"I love you, Edward Cullen. I always will."
Edward brought her in tightly and cried out in delight.

"Sounds like we know why she wanted us to leave the room."
"Shut up, Emmett."
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"Is the waitress flirting with you?"
"Ha, she doesn't know I'm gay."
"Do you consider yourself that?"
"I guess. Don't you? I mean...were together."
"Why does there have to be a name for it?"
"I don't know, Belt, but-shit, here she comes."
The waitress slinked up in whore-like way.
"Here's your food, and Handsome? You sure you don't want anything?"
Alec laughed, then looked at me,"I think just some more wine for my boyfriend," then whispered at the waitress,"Don't ya just love drunk sex?"
The waitresses brown eyes got wide, then she stumbled back toward the kitchen, where she could be seen from a round window whispering to her co-workers. I cracked up.
"C'mon man! It wouldda
     Alec scooted closer to me in the seat, and kissed my neck. "Speaking of drunk sex..." he whispered. He took my hand and led me to a broom closet at the end of the hall and we had seen the janitor leave several minutes early. We went in and locked the door.
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Giselle blew the door the door open and without knocking and Talia didn't even bother to cover her naked body. She giggled loudly as Alice's lips did something shameless.
"Hey, has Edward been in here lately?" she looked at Talia without a trace of embarrassment.
"Well, lately I've been doing nothing but getting orgasms!" and Talia squealed again.
"Alice?"
"Ih'm kuhnda buhsy," she mumbled. Giselle sighed. She continued to rifle through the room as the girls made love on the bed.
"Where could he have hid it..." she whispered to herself. Talia screamed.
"You two are reaallyyyy lucky no ones home."
"Yeah, don't tell me you want to join."
"Sehxcual exphrimants are nahural," Alice mumbled, her mouth still full.
"Uh, thanks, but no thanks. Three is a crowd." and she left the room.
"Edward...damn it...where did you hide it?" Slipping into his room, she let herself fall asleep. She hadn't realized how late it was getting, but it was late. The Cullen's wouldn't be back for another 3 days, so she decided to sleep naked, because it was hot without a vampire next to her. Curling up in Edward's bed, she pretended he was next to her, touching her, but scared to. Gently, his lips tempting up her breasts, her neck. Her lips, the pools of venom falling out of his mouth. But he wasn't, and Giselle fell asleep alone.

Feeling more and more anxious, as the night was the time of the Southland.
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"You think the waitress is gonna knock on the door soon?"
"I don't know, it's closing time and someone has to tell us to get out. Suck my dick and wait for a key in the hole and-awwwww..." Alec had done as Belt had asked.
     A knock came about twenty minutes later, and Belt had his head buried in a mop to drown out his moans when he couldn't take it anymore. He had his hands gripping Alec's round buttock, letting his fingernails dig into the hard flesh, which wasn't hurting the guard member in the least. Another knock came, and another. Then the door was busted down. Belt stared wide eyed as the door fell out of the frame.
"Boys," said the visitor,"I think it's time you came home."
And Aro smiled at the two homosexual members of the guard.
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Edward tromped up the stairs that night, feeling more tired than ever. He wished he could sleep, how must rest would he acciquire? He thought a good hour of making out with Giselle would get him back to full strength. Maybe he could talk her into going shirtless. Yeah...that'd be nice....
     Coming into his room, he saw the Northland Princess asleep in his bed. She was waiting for me. Edward got giddy at this thought. With the lights still off, he crawled into his bed, next to the Princess. Ripping off his shirt, he grabbed her tightly to his chest, and his eyes got wide. Pulling back the covers, he saw something he knew he shouldn't.

The Northland Princess was naked.

Slowly Edward reached down, and touched her breast. She layed still, never stirring. Her legs were up, knees toward the ceiling and open. Her arms were sprawled out. Looking upon her, Edward stared and looked at the clock, then back at the girl.
    
     Slowly, Edward reached for the buckle of his belt, then slide his pants to his ankles.




There will never again be this opportunity....

 

Chapter 11-Renesmee and Her Secret Love

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."