Hey all, this is a story, that was originally meant to be a one-shot…but that didn't end up happening. I posted it on another site (/fanfic) under the author name twilight-lamb (so don't worry I haven't stolen anything hehe) I just wanted to see what people thought of it :) So R&R if you have time; it will be much appreciated. Black-Valentine-1992

Disclaimer--I do not own anything created by the wonderful Stephenie Meyer (clicks fingers) I only write fan based stories surrounding her characters and world.

Enjoy reading :)

I walked along the beach with my shoes in my hand. My presence along the sand seemed to go unnoticed- I could barely feel myself sink into it, I was floating. It wasn't until I glanced over my shoulder and saw the faint outlines that I realised my mistake. But there was a problem. There was only one pair of prints. I frowned, since when have I been alone? Oh, this side of me always has.

I longed for some human contact, my heart ached for it- but the constant knowledge that I was far from normal, ruined the very idea.

I'd lived a life of protection. Don't do this, don't do that. No reasons why, just that I couldn't. Rebellion wasn't the answer, my father would have known just as soon as I had the idea. My mother- ever the pessimist- would always try to show reason, try to make me see that it was the best way, and that life wasn't going to be easy, but I was a Cullen, and I'd get through it.

I wanted to feel the warmth of someone's hand in mine, their arms around my waist, there lips on my lips... but it was impossible. The very idea of an event like my parents love story happening again was frowned upon by all- and not just by the Volturi.

I sighed and sank to the floor, before dragging my legs under my chin. My eyes searched the waves for an answer...I drifted with the water.

Renesmee..

Nessie?

"Earth to Nessie" A small gasp left my lips as my momentary state of peace was interrupted. Jacob...

"Hey Jake" I could feel that my smile was too forced, to fake to reassure anyone that I was okay- even myself.

"Is there something wrong?" I bit my lip and stared at the warm gold beneath me. "Want to talk about it?" My shoulders slumped as I shook my head. Tears that I really didn't want to be put on display were playing at the corners of my eyes- inching their way to freedom. "Tell me what's playing on your mind Nessie"

"I'm not normal" I choked. Well there goes my control.



"Oh, Nessie. C'mere honey" I was pulled against a warm chest by two strong arms, and before I knew it, I was sitting on Jacob's lap. "No, you're not normal" Another roll of sobs echoed through my body. "You're amazing Ness. Who wants to be normal anyway? Kinda boring, don't you think?"

"Y-Yeah, an a-amazing f-fre-ak" I buried my head into his shoulder and tried to muffle the tears that I couldn't ebb myself. This was the first time I'd actually attempted to talk to someone about what was wrong. How could I even try to star this conversation with a houseful of vampires, when that was the problem?

Jacob pulled me away from his body so our eyes met. Brown upon brown. Soul upon soul.

"Are you going to tell me what this is really about?" What this was really about? What was this really about? I inhaled deeply and took the bull by the horns. I would say what was on my mind, even if it did sound stupid.

"I d-don't want t-to be alone a-anymore..." His eyes squinted together, but a small smile still played on his lips.

"With a family as big as yours? I'm surprised you're not wishing to be alone. With all the mind reading and stuff" He wasn't getting it, was he? Over the years Jacob has always been there. No matter what. I can honestly say that there isn't a memory I have that he isn't connected to somehow.

About a three years ago, I hit seventeen...well not literally of course, but physically I was all teenager...even the emotional rollercoaster's. I'd never felt any sort of "physical" attraction to anyone before and as soon as I did, my father wiped the very idea from the board...because in the end, he was the only one who could read my mind...and I was the only one who wouldn't speak it.

"It's not like that... I mean alone as in..." I sighed, shook my head and removed myself from Jacob's arms.

"Come on Ness, you're not exactly making this easy for me" Damn right I wasn't, but I couldn't help it. I was having a hard enough time understanding myself.

"How do you see me, Jake?" I asked honestly "and don't sugar coat it to make me feel better" He stood up and brushed his three quarter length jeans, before looking at me again.

"What I see? Well I see..." I looked into his eyes. He was thinking to hard about the answer. "...A young girl who is trying to find a place in the crazy world around her. I see someone who wants to live her life...but not always the way her parents want. But above all that, I see you, Nessie... look, I know your life hasn't been easy, especially being who and what you are, but I have only ever seen you as Nessie. Not the daughter of a vampire and human, not a monster, not even as a bloodsucker" I had to smile slightly at his speech.



"Thanks" My heart beat quickened and a strange feeling made my stomach drop. I returned my eyes to the ocean and exhaled deeply. It wasn't until I heard Jacob again that I realised I was frowning.

"That wasn't what you wanted to hear, was it?" I shot him a sideward glance and pulled the corner of my mouth up into a lopsided, half-hearted grin.

"Yes...and no" My answer was true, even if it was confusing.

"I don't know what you want me to say Nessie" He ran a hand through his long hair and sighed.

"Don't you?" I asked, turning my body so I was completely facing him.

"No...So help me out here a little" How could I go about telling him what I wanted him to say, when I only had an idea myself. Over the past year something has changed between me and Jacob, I don't know what, but it is there. When I joined the local High school, I was thrown into a battle of social acceptance. It was clear to me from the beginning that the only reason why people revelled in my time, was because of my appearance. Which to some people, may seem great, but to me it was just another reason to stay on my own.

I didn't want people to complement me on my long bronze curls, or on my bright brown eyes, I wanted them to judge me on my personality; on the real human me.

"I feel like you're a magnet!"

"A magnet?" He was laughing- but I didn't mean it as a joke in the slightest.

"I'm North, you're South Jacob! You're right, I'm wrong, you're day, and I'm night. Complete opposites, yet we are always together, always associated with one another. We fit together perfectly...but there's one missing piece"

"And what's that?" His voice was slightly confused, but it still held a certain amount of awareness to it. I bit my lip and looked at the ground. I wasn't sure how he was going to handle what I wanted...whether he could give me it or not.

"The truth. Would you lie to me if I asked?" I heard him sigh and thought the worst.

"...No..." A part of me froze, I was in shock to say the least but a part of knew that he wasn't going to deny me an answer I had sought after for so long now.

"A-Am I your imprint?"

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Thanks for reading :) I hope you liked it. Post a lil comment and tell me what you think :) P.s. Sorry it was so short. The first two chapters are short (1300ish each) but I am currently writing chapter 3 which will be over 2000 words :)