En el aeropuerto de Port Angeles, toda la familia se reunió para despedirnos; cuando estábamos a punto de abordar, no noté ni un poco de dolor en el rostro de mi padre, era como si estuviera feliz por alejarse de aquí, de dejar a su familia atrás. Yo, por otra parte, extrañaría a todos: Alice con sus montones de ropa nueva cada semana; Rosalie y sus actitudes de madre histérica; Jasper, que parecía que, en lo que yo llevaba de tiempo mi vida, no había utilizado su don sino hasta ayer; Emmett, siempre apoyando a Rose, aunque sometimes his decisions were very extreme, Esme, practically my second mother, Carlisle, from the beginning was on the lookout for my health.
My grandfather Charlie, Sue, Seth ... Remembering every person that I was away, got on the plane, I sat next to mom, I knew I could not bear to go with my father still could not forgive him for what he was forcing do, I had lost my confidence completely, would not listen nor his name, now hated, after all I had not even allowed to say goodbye to Jacob.
I sat in the seat, gave notice that we were about to take off so I buckled my belt and were in the air as I looked at the beautiful landscape of the window: the trees, the endless grass, the small houses ... My whole life was there, something in my heart had been in that little town called Forks, and most it was in La Push.
sighed.
-Jake "I said, feeling a knot in my throat.
I closed my eyes that the tears will not give place, but to no avail. My cheeks began to feel wet. It seemed that my mom would not tell me, obviously she knew she was crying, but I assumed that it would make things worse.
Why?! No fair! My life, my dreams.
My sobs were almost silent, but my pain was the same, I tried to swallow, but my throat was completely closed. I never felt such deep sadness in my life, I knew very well that things changed at any moment without notice, but we were talking about a decision taken by my father. Hate my dad was like hating myself, and senseless hatred as dry as the air of that plane.
would have to start a new life, new challenges, new decisions, although only one break was enough to give me strength and open eyes could not spend my memories like a movie. I was dying
for giving the last kissed Jacob, and back out into the woods and end up full of mud again, can not stand it! Already please! The most beautiful memories I had made me feel the blood boiling, I wanted to erase all of my mind, trying to forget all my life, but if I did end up worse than dead.
never thought that I think Jake will cause much pain. Renesmee
-not-heard preocupes. you suddenly say to my mom.
I calmed down and opened my eyes.
-Linda, this will not last long ...
"Mom," I interrupted without looking and with a cold voice that you know what to say .- I could not see clearly, my eyes were flooded of lágrimas.-but this time, I have no confidence in anyone.
I turned around, I clung to his chest and his arms cried all I could, I did not mind making noise, not all people look at me, I was more than desperate.
When you least expect it ...
-Renesmee, cute ... We wake up.
I opened my eyes slowly turned itself. I had fallen asleep, and not even felt. We got off the plane and we took time to collect luggage.
My father had called a taxi to pick us up, and on the way to my ... "new home" ...
- Are you new in town? - Asked in French, driver to my father, I knew perfectly well the language, I had taught from small talk would not be a problem for me in this city.
"Yes ..." replied my mother trying to be polite.
- Where do they come?
-Forks, WASHINGTON "I replied with my father casually.
"Well, welcome, Quebec is a very quiet, I gustará.-tone seemed that my father had forced him to end the conversation.
The taxi stopped, we had arrived.
The house was small, modest, my mother had chosen no doubt.
was a two-story house was not very big, but it was cute. The walls were blue, the door, and some white trim. At a second floor had a small balcony.
When my parents finished packing down the cab entered the house, the living room was connected to the dining room, inside the house was as warm as the little cabin we had near Forks, we went and my mom showed me my room was smaller than she was used but the decor was special, the walls were a soft yellow color and the head of my bed was a little sun painted, the furniture was made of thin wood, what gave a more rustic touch to my room. Sheets of
my bed combined perfectly with all other decoration, I sat on the bank and asked my mom to help me unpack, needed someone to accompany me, for the first time I felt alone.
My father warned us that would buy food for me, not stopped, I wanted to talk to my mom, after all I was more quiet.
- Why? - Asked taking the clothes to fit in the drawers.
- Why?
"Yes, why did you decide this? Why not stop? Why do not you opposed his decision, "I said with a tone of voice, who had never used with my mother an indifferent tone.
-Baby, relájate. "he said holding my shoulders to look at her.
"What I said apparatus siento. eyes in shame.
"Your father decided to move because he thinks Jake is dangerous if you knew that. Not stopped, because Jake was agreed that we should bring you to Canada ...
- What, "I looked into his eyes.
-Jacob also had a say in the decision.
- Jacob ... called ... me far from him? - Asked, his voice quivering, the lump in my throat was back.
"Yes.
"But ... the ... the mark ..." I could not make my question was more than fill my lungs with oxygen, it appeared that this was missing.
"Never before had heard of a werewolf who sets aside his mark by choice, but ..." my mother was talking, I could tell by his lips, but did not hear his words.
"But, how my father took something like this?" Tears started rolling down my cheeks.
-two agreed to try for at least a few months, just to test ... - try? Prove what?
- I'm not an experiment, "I cried, it was the only thing that occurred to me.
-Small, I know this will not affect you as much as you think.
fell to the ground, was once again shattered. Jacob asked me to stay away from him, had to talk to him as soon as possible.
- I can talk to Jake? - I asked my father.
Hey!
Well chic @ s , I promised, and here my new chapter, almost on Monday [[hehe]], but here it is! Personally I really liked this chapter when I wrote it, my brother helped me a little on me as I was and because I identified when I wrote a farewell was very strong for me ...
Thank you for reading and hope to continue here for the next ^ ^
blog Do not forget that you wet with his tongue!!
x0,
* Tanya *
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