Kristen & Taylor @ Eclipse Photocall in Rome

from the straße bellow came the nighttime in a slummier part of seattle some Musik with heavy brass a couple of people walking with nervous fast steps some drunk bum Singen off key in the distance.

"you`re bree right?" diego asked "one of the nebies"
i didnt like that newbie. whatever. "yeah im bree but i didnt come in with the last group. im almost three months old"
"pretty slick for a three monther" he sagte " not many of us would of been able to leave the scene of the acsident like that " it was like a complitment like he was really inpressed.
"didnt want to mix it up with raouls freaks"
he...

3 months later...


"Come on." I whispered as i listened to Jacob's phone ring on the other end. "Pick up."
I whiped down the küche counters to give myself something to do. "Pick up, pick up, pick up."
"Hey it's Jake. Leave a message." His voicemail picked up.
I rolled my eyes. "Jake. What good does it do to have a phone if Du never answer. I could be dying!" I huffed and hung up.
I set the house phone back on the hook and went into our room. I made the bett and grabbed the dirty towels from our bathroom. I pick up Jake's jeans and his cell phone fell out of his back pocket. "Ugh." I groaned...

The Nightmare

I carried Rensemee, we ran to a hügel and watched the schloss being swallowed up Von the flames… Renesmee woke up, “What’s going on?” she whispered, she was still very weak. I felt even closer to her now, now that MY blood ran through her veins, I was literally part of her. “We’re burning the Volturi, go back to sleep.” I whispered, she looked confused, but then sank back to asleep again. Bella came over to stroke her hair,
“She’s been through so much, even Mehr than I, in one month, I think. I don’t remember much of my human life.” Bella murmured , I agree....

I was warm. To warm. And something was pressing on my chest. I try to open my eyes, but something is covering them. I reach up to remove the blockage, but a cool hand grabs mine.
“Not too fast,” the voice attached to the hand says in an amused voice, as it gets placed beside me again.
“Carlisle?” I groan, trying to figure out where I am.
“Yes Bella, it’s me. Du hit your head awfully hard, so try not to move, okay?”
I mutter something unintelligible, and sit up anyway. Carlisle sighs.
“Where am I?” I ask as I take the wash cloth off my face.
“Your in La Push, Jacobs house.”
I...