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Chapter 1: Alone
Nessie's POV
I was alone. Completely alone. It was a Friday night and here I was.
I sighed heavily as I took a sip of my wine. Jacob, my husband was gone. He was always gone these days. He worked long hours at the office and when he wasn't there he was with the pack. As the pack's leader it was his responsibility to take care of them and make sure that everything went smoothly.
However this meant that I was permanently alone. It wasn't unusual for Jacob to come home in the middle of the night. As a matter of fact he often didn't come home until two or three o clock in the morning. Even then we barely spoke to each other. He was always really tired and in a bad mood to be bothered with.
It wasn't always like this though. When we first got married he used to be there for me all of the time. Whenever I needed him he was always there. Then when our daughter came along everything was just perfect. Then I don't know what happened but he started to work longer hours and then he had the pack to deal with. Things just changed between us and it hurt me a lot.
Now whenever I spoke to him he would say things like "Not now Nessie" or "I'm too tired Nessie can we talk about this later?" Of course we never did "talk about it later"
I stood up but then sat back down when I got dizzy. That had been happening to me a lot lately. Actually I hadn't been feeling 100% lately and that had me worried. I tried to talk to Jacob about my worries but he never listened to me anymore.
I couldn't go to a doctor either because of my status as a vampire-human hybrid. Carlisle wasn't an option either right now.
I had a huge argument with my family seven years ago and I hadn't seen any of them ever since. My family didn't wang me to get married because they thought that I was too young. Well technically I was only seven years old but I looked about 17 or 18.
My family wanted me to go to school and get an education before I got married but I didn't want that. I wanted to go to school but I also wanted to be married to Jacob. I could handle both. But my family didn't agree so I ran away instead. Stupid. I know. I see that now. I should have found a better way to resolve the conflict but instead I chose to run away.
I did go to school and I got my degree in Psychology. I found the human mind to be very fascinating indeed. I graduated two years ago and right away got a career as a psychologist.
A heartbreaking scream came from my daughter's bedroom. I got up and ran to her room. My Carla was only five years old and she scared quite easily. Yet when I saw her crying I knew this was different.
"Baby girl what's wrong?" I held her tightly to my body to comfort her.
"Daddy is dead isn't he?! That's why we never see him anymore! It's because he's dead! I just want my daddy!"
"Baby what are you talking about?" I was surprised that she even knew what death was at her age.
"My teacher told us about death today. When people did you never see them again! That's why we never see daddy anymore!" she was crying hysterically now and I had a hard time calming her down.
I was definitely going to call and complain about this. Who teaches five year olds about death?! And in school on top of that?!
"Sweetie he isn't dead" I told her reassuringly .
"He's not?" she sniffled .
"No. He's not"
"Then why don't we ever see him anymore?" she asked me.
"It's because he's always busy" I told her.
"Doesn't he love us anymore?"
I didn't know how to answer her question because there was a huge part of me that strongly believed that Jacob had stopped caring about his family a long time ago.
"Sweetie I think we just. We just get in his way sometimes. That's all" Sometimes I felt that we really were nothing more then just a burden to him. Maybe that's why he never spoke to me or even his own daughter anymore. We weren't enough for him.
"But I don't want to be in his way. I love my daddy" she continued to cry.
"Sweetie why don't I take you to visit some family of ours. That way we won't be in daddy's way anymore. How does that sound? Does that sound good?" I asked her.
"Yes"
I had managed to find out where my family lived now. I wanted to make amends for what I had done wrong. Also, I wanted to be close to my family again. I wanted them to meet my daughter. So I booked our flights. We would leave tomorrow. I wouldn't even tell Jacob. Not that he would care anyway. He'd probably be happier with us gone.
He probably wouldn't even notice that we were gone.
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