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Post by Renésmee Cullen on Jan 31, 2009 22:04:53 GMT -5
Set The Fire To The Third Bar After I've traveled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted close our eyelids And dreaming pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in Renésmee laid in bed next her boyfriend Andrew. She was sleeping over at his house yet again. It had become a regular arrangement with the two of them. Her family still didn't like Andy that much, especially Emmett and Rosalie. She ran her fingers through his long blond hair. He was almost asleep then. He gave her a soft smile. Renésmee smiled back at him, her head still resting on his chest.
"We don't have to move anytime soon, right?" she asked him. They couldn't talk loudly since his mother, his brother, and his sister were asleep in the next few rooms. She giggled softly to herself. Sure, she was two-months pregnant with Andrew, who she only knew a little over six months. She really didn't care. She was in love now. Of course there was still a black hole in her heart for Jacob.
Renésmee would never forget Jacob. She couldn't, she wouldn't. He was her soulmate and he had been taken away from her way before his time. He had been murdered. She had been heart-broken. Even when her family had decided moving to Alaska for a while would be best, it hadn't been at all. She had been depressed for a little over four years. That had been until she had met Andrew at school then.
Then it had been like lightning struck. There was nothing else that matter but that boy. They had started talking and things clicked into place like magic. Sure, they had gotten intimate by month two then. They found out she was pregnant when they had been dating for five months. Her family had been absolutely furious. Emmett had almost killed Drew in the hospital that day. If it hadn't been for Rosalie and Alice, Emmett and Jasper would've kill him on the spot.
Her dad would have gladly helped his brothers kill Andrew if he hadn't been trying to calm her mother down. Then she would have been a single mother raising a baby on her own. She wouldn't have let her family anywhere near Andrew's baby. If they were the ones to kill him, they would have to deal with the consequences of their actions. Sure, they would be bloody pissed with her, well, tough.
Renésmee flipped her long bronze hair over her shoulder so it was out of her face. It was all the way past her waist now, she could easily sit on her hair. She rested both of her hands on his chest. She was still amazed how soft humans were compared to vampires. She buried her face against his neck. It was time to go to sleep finally. |
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Post by Andrew Colletti on Jan 31, 2009 22:36:05 GMT -5
Nessie was over his house. It was ritual now. She didnt dare to bring him over to her house, expecially when her aunt and uncle still hated him to shreds. He had her laying her head on his chest as he was nearly dozing off into a sleep. It had to stay quiet. His mom, sister and brother were sleeping. Andy was nearly asleep until Nessie's voice had came through. He sighed softly and hesitated before he was wanting to reply to whatever she was asking. His one eye peered down at her.
Nope.. We are perfectly fine the way we are right now. andy said softly. She was two months with his baby. She was showing, but barely. He yawned. Andy closed his one eye as soon as he felt nessie. She was quiet. She mustve fell asleep already. Andy gave a small nod and fell back asleep like he was already doing so. No, they did not have to move at all. He wwas comforatble the was he was. And He knew Nessie was comfy as she laid there with him. Thats all she needed.
It was hours later. It seemed like six or so. Andy stirred a little, but maintained his posture of how he slept. He looked down at Nessie, who was still wrapped in his arms and was still as comfy as possible. Gladly today was a saturday. No school. Thank god for that. Andy yawned a little, but dozed back off. He was still awake, but was just resting. He truly didnt want Nessie up at this hour. Let alone any other time. She needed her sleep, and he knew that very well. He hesitated some, and yawned again. Nessie budged a little. Hopefully it wasnt because she was sleeping. Andy waited. It was only her trying to readjust herself again. Thank god. He smiled softly nad dozed again.
ooc;;there u go. it aint the best but..
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Post by Renésmee Cullen on Feb 7, 2009 22:08:23 GMT -5
Set The Fire To The Third Bar I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from A to where you'd B
It's only finger lengths that I see
I touch the place
Where I'd find your face
My fingers in creases
Of distant dark places He had her laying her head on his chest as he was nearly dozing off into a sleep. It had to stay quiet. His mom, sister and brother were sleeping. Andy was nearly asleep until Nessie's voice had came through. He sighed softly and hesitated before he was wanting to reply to whatever she was asking. His one eye peered down at her.
"Nope...We are perfectly fine the way we are right now,"
Andy said softly. She was two months with his baby. She was showing, but barely. He yawned. Andy closed his one eye as soon as he felt Nessie. She was quiet. She must've fell asleep already. Andy gave a small nod and fell back asleep like he was already doing so.
Renésmee felt Andrew stir beside her. She didn't want to get up yet. It was Saturday morning, and she didn't have to deal with the noisiness of the Cullen House this morning. Sure, Andrew's brother or sister sometimes came in and woke them up, but that was never as worse as at the Cullens. That house has no privacy whatsoever.
"Morning," she whispered, burying her face in his chest and curling herself closer to his body. It was much too early for her to move.
"Drew...can we fool around a bit if we're quiet?" she asked. Yes, her brain was already in the wrong place this early in the day. |
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Post by Andrew Colletti on Feb 10, 2009 18:48:09 GMT -5
Renésmee felt Andrew stir beside her. She didn't want to get up yet. It was Saturday morning, and she didn't have to deal with the noisiness of the Cullen House this morning. Sure, Andrew's brother or sister sometimes came in and woke them up, but that was never as worse as at the Cullens. That house has no privacy whatsoever.
"Morning," she whispered, burying her face in his chest and curling herself closer to his body. It was much too early for her to move.
"Drew...can we fool around a bit if we're quiet?" she asked. Yes, her brain was already in the wrong place this early in the day.
I've been up for five minutes and you already want to screw around. what has the world come too. he said joking. He kissed her gently, then gave a yawn. He rolled his eyes some and thought about it. Truly, privacy was a matter. Gladly it wasnt like the Cullen House. That would be very insecure.. Here, its almost the same way, except that Reagan and Nickolas were in the house. But, on the other note, Reagan was with her 'Emo' friends and Nickolas.. Well, he was asleep still.
Andy sighed softly and yawned again.. In a little while. I would surely love to wake up and eat soon. And with you two, i know you guys will be hungry as well. So in a little while. Okay? Andy replied softly. He smiled down at her. She was all curled up next to him and was very comfy. He looked over at the clock.. All he saw were the last two digits. __:30 AM. His hands were around her, and eventually stroked her back. He knew they would have to get up soon. He hesitated and looked down at her with a smile.
ooc;;there u go. it aint the best but..
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