This child, Edward’s child, was a whole different story.
I wanted him like I wanted air to breathe. Not a choice—a necessity.
Maybe I just had a really bad imagination. Maybe that was why I’d been unable to
imagine that I would like being married until after I already was—unable to see
that I would want a baby until after one was already coming.…
As I put my hand on my stomach, waiting for the next nudge, tears streaked
down my cheeks again.
“Renesmee sat on my lap, playing with her locket, opening and closing it. I watched her and imagined the things I would say to Jacob right now if I didn’t have to keep my words out of Edward’s head. If it’s ever safe again, take her to Charlie. Tell him the whole story someday. Tell him how much I loved him, how I couldn’t bear to leave him even when my human life was over. Tell him he was the best father. Tell him to pass my love on to Renée, all my hopes that she will be happy and well…”
Kristen Stewart was ONLY 17 years old when the whole world started hating on her for no reason and making jokes about how she “never” smiled. She was judged by everyone and even people of adult age literally cyber bullied her. fck it, you are all idiots and she deserves better. Kristen Stewart is a damn Queen.
Requested by anonymous: Can you write a Jasper imagine of him training you and helping you trying to control your special ability?
Your strong arms were wrapped around your partner as he struggled to break free from your grip.
Jasper was training you in case a battle ever threatened the family, and boy was it difficult facing him. Unlike you with your newborn abilities, he has been fighting for over 150 years. In his past, he had fought off some of the strongest clans of vampires. At one point, he had even fought for a clan and trained their young, creating warriors. The memory of working for such evil beings is still hard on him, so you always encourage him that he’s a better person now.
He continued to gasp for air and soon gave up fighting your grip. You let go of him with a smug grin on your face and turned around to run. Before you could even get out of the clearing, he grasped your neck and pulled you back, slamming you onto the ground. He smirked down at you as you tried to calm your breathing.
“Don’t you know you shouldn’t take your eyes off of the enemy?” He asked in his strong southern accent.
You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, yeah. I promise I won’t make that mistake again.” He extended an arm to help you up.
Once your were up, you didn’t let go of his hand, but instead twisted it around behind him instead. Your move backfired once he escaped your hold and faced you. He flipped you over him and for the millionth time that day, you were on your back looking up at the gray sky.
“Can we take a break?” You sighed.
“No.” He plopped down on the grass next to you. “But we can work on your gift instead.”
“Fine.” You groaned.
“Remember what I told you and really focus this time. I know you can do it, (Y/N).” He encouraged.
You stared up at the sky and squinted your eyes, attempting to muster up the familiar feeling of power.
For a moment, the sky darkened and a strong wind picked up but before long it fizzled out.
“I can’t do it!” It was too frustrating and every time you tried, your head would start pounding.
“Yes you can, darlin’. Just try one more time.” He rubbed your back in a soothing gesture. “Go on.”
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Before long, you felt another gust of wind and heard thunder in the distance. You kept your eyes screwed shut as you focused to keep control of the brewing storm. One by one, rain drops began to shower over you and Jasper. The rain started to fall harder and you even summoned a couple of strikes of lightening.
Your face broke out into a smile and you looked over at your mate. His golden eyes showed his excitement for you and he grinned at you. The rain was beginning to soak through your clothes so you released your power and the sky slowly returned to its normal state.
“I can’t believe it!” You shrieked and tackled Jasper into a hug.
He laughed but soon started groaning. “Not so tight, (Y/N).”
You quickly let go. “Right. Sorry.” You gave him a nervous smile. “I keep forgetting I’m stronger than you.”
“Yeah? I’d like to see you take Emmett on.”
“Anytime, any place.” You smirked. “Race you back to the house?”
Before he could answer, the trees were going by in a blur and you didn’t look back.