| chapter six |

' she was their drug and

they were addicted '

ONCE I HAD FINISHED TAKING A SHOWER in the bathroom of Alice and Jasper, I wrapped a fluffy white towel around me before walking out of the bathroom, watching a bored Alice. She looked up, hearing my footsteps and her eyes immediately widened.

"What?" I asked, raising a brow as I tilted my head to the side.

"N-nothing." She scurried out of the room, and I swear, if she were human, she'd be blushing. I mean look at me, I'm smoking hot. I dropped my towel on the floor and began putting the clothes on that were placed on the bed.

Once I changed, I glanced at the mirror and nodded. She really knows fashion. I began my way downstairs and soon made it to the kitchen. I looked around and saw Renesmee pouting while sitting on a stool.

"What's up, sugar?" I asked as I plopped onto the other stool. She gazed at me before uncrossing her arms and hugging me.

"Mum won't let me bake a cake because they've gone hunting." She said, upset. I grinned.

"Why don't we bake a cake?" I asked, giving her an idea. She nodded, squealing and began to help me. I instructed her on what ingredients to bring as well as equipment and tools. Once we had everything, I started pouring with the help of Renesmee.

"Let's listen to music," Renesmee said, excited. I nodded and slipped my phone out of my pocket, connecting it to the speakers in the kitchen and putting on a song.

"What song?"

"Oath by Cher Lloyd!" I nodded before playing the song. We began singing the song as well as dancing. I grabbed the whisk and pretended that was a mic, giving Renesmee a smaller one.

"I know I drive you crazy, hmm, sometimes

I know I call you lazy, and that's most times

But you complete me, and that's no lie

You are my tuxedo, and I'm your bow tie

We in the car, sing, sing, singing our song

Rocking the building, tear it down, like we king kong

And in my eyes, you can do, do no wrong

You got a best friend sing, sing along

Laughing so damn hard

Crashed your dad's new car

All the scars we share." I rapped, dancing along with Renesmee, the music blaring from the speakers as we put the song on full volume.

Once the song ended, we put on another song, dancing like crazy as we continued to make our cake.

"Love it when you call me baby

When you lighting up my phone

Makes me want you like I'm crazy

I'm running home; I'm running home

Just to hear your heartbeat

So sweet like honeycomb

I gotta have you near me

Cause you're the best; I've ever known." I sang, pouring the cake batter into the tin. Renesmee sang the rest as I put the tin in the oven, setting the timer for 20 minutes.

"Your loving takes me higher,

You set my heart on fire

When you touch my body

Got me singing like Mariah." I continued, singing only Camila's part. She was my favourite in the band as well as Lauren, and I actually shipped the two together. They'd make a cute couple. GO CARMEN! And the group, Fifth Harmony, is my favourite. I hope they never split.

"But I don't need to make a wish,

'Cause all I want is you

When you do it like this,

I just lose my cool." I threw my hair up, spinning my head, so it went everywhere. I enjoyed doing this with Renesmee; it was our time. Our bonding time.

Soon, the twenty minutes were up. It went by quickly thanks to all the fun we were having. I opened the oven and took out the tin. I didn't burn my hands, so I was okay with it, but I made sure to warn Renesmee. I quickly used my powers to cool it so we could decorate it and devour it. I'm impatient, I know.

"Healthy or unhealthy?" I asked Renesmee as I leant against the kitchen Island.

"Mmmm. Unhealthy!" She exclaimed, and I giggled, getting out the Nutella, Flakes and Oreos. We spread the Nutella all over the cake, making sure to put extra before we broke the oreo's in halves and put them around the edge before crushing some Flakes and sprinkling them all over the middle. I grinned at our achievement, taking a selfie with Renesmee and the cake.

"Big or small?" I asked, already knowing the answer as I began cutting two big pieces of chocolate cake.

"Big!" I chuckled, winking at her before handing the cute angel her piece of cake before covering the cake. We went over to the Tv room and put on a movie called 'Moana.'

"Have you seen this before, Auntie Elle?" I shook my head before I froze, realising what she called me.

"You called me auntie!" I squealed, happily to which she giggled at.

"You're so weird, Auntie Elle." She said, rolling her eyes while a grin was plastered on her face.

The Cullen's entered the house, all laughing at a story told by Emmett. They had finished hunting and just opened the TV room when they all went quiet, gazing at the two sleeping figures that were in the sofa, the tv still playing on, the screen flashing as Sponge Bob Square Pants was playing.

Cuddled into the front of the woman was a young child, too big to be a middle-aged teenager, but still very young. For the most part, she kept her head buried in a black and white striped shirt, her brown hair cascading down in waves.

Her fingers curled into the fabric, not clasping it tightly, but just enough to reassure her they were staying together. Against her own shirt, her pale skin was flawless, beautiful.

Renesmee was cuddled into Eleanore, who wrapped her arms around her as if she was protecting her from the cruel world. They were a sight to be held, looking like sisters or even best friends. They knew that Eleanore would protect Renesmee with her life, just like Renesmee would protect Eleanore with her own life.

"I'll take them upstairs," Alice said, picking up Renesmee while Jasper picked up Eleanore, who snuggled into his chest, her warm breath hitting his cold covered chest.

Jasper chuckled softly before he and Alice took the two to their bedroom, placing them on their shared bed where the two immediately went back to cuddling, unconsciously wrapping their arms around each other as they felt content in each other arms, ready to give up their life for one another.

Their bond was strong; nobody could break it.

And if someone dared to try,

Well, let's say,

Not even the devil will stop them.