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A/N: Thanks so much for reading! Constructive criticism helps. This story takes place about 3-4 years after Breaking Dawn. Rated T for very slight language and just to be safe.

Renesmee has a physical appearance of an 11-12 year old in this story. :D

Enjoy! ~

RPOV

I couldn't stifle the bloodcurdling scream that escaped my lips when I took off my final piece of clothing so that I could take my shower. My favorite pair of Justin Bieber underwear was covered in blood!

This cannot be happening! No, no, no! Carlisle said it wouldn't! No!

There was a light knock on the bathroom door not a second later. "Renesmee, are you alright?" My father's voice leaked through the light wooden barrier between us. It seemed slightly panicked.

I immediately started singing in my head to block my thoughts from him. Baby, Baby, Baby oohh… I was constantly singing this song, so it wouldn't seem out of the ordinary.

And I definitely didn't want him to know about this. At all. My heart was pounding through my chest.

"Uh… yeah, Daddy, I'm fine… um… could you go get Mommy, please?" I spat out. I wondered for a split second why she wasn't already outside of the bathroom door.

"Are you sure? I think I can smell blood, love. Did you fall? Do you need any help at all?" he asked, his voice strained.

"No… I… I'm fine… now please, could you get her?" I pleaded.

"Your mother is at the main house with Alice helping her fix up some of her old clothes. I still don't understand why though, given the fact that we can just buy more. Anyway, she won't be back for a few hours. What do you need, love? You can tell me anything," he pushed.

Tears welled up into my eyes, although I really didn't know why. This always happened to me when I got the least bit frustrated. And this situation was definitely frustrating. I was bleeding from my… area… and my mom wouldn't be back for hours. She had told me a little bit about this kind of stuff, but Carlisle said it would most likely never happen to me, so I never really put much thought into it.

Oh my God. PLEASE, no!

He must've heard my last thought. "Renesmee? Can I please come in? I'm trying my best to respect your privacy, but that scream was truly frightening. If there is anything wrong, at all, I would like to help."

I quickly grabbed the towel that hung from the rack next to me and wrapped it around my body. Then I threw the pajamas I had been wearing into the hamper, including the ruined underwear.

"O…kay… I muttered, releasing a sob.

He opened the door in a flash, stepping toward me and kneeled down to my level.

"What's wrong, love?" He questioned, wiping away the tears falling from my eyes.

"I… um… it's just… uh…" I stuttered.

"Renesmee, you can tell me anything at all. Please don't be scared or embarrassed about telling me anything. Please," He begged, his eyes turning and focusing in on the hamper next to me. He took in a deep breath through his nose and furrowed his eyebrows afterwards. Why did he have to have a super vampire sense of smell?

I felt my cheeks blush furiously as I lifted my hand to his cheek and replayed the events of the last minute to him. His expression went from worry to understanding. He looked into my eyes for a moment before hugging me tightly. When he finally pulled back from our embrace, he spoke.

"Renesmee… this is… perfectly natural. Why are you crying?"

"Because Carlisle said this wouldn't happen. Being half-vampire and all… There's something wrong with me, isn't there?"

He took my hands in his when he spoke now. "Love, there is nothing wrong with you. Don't you ever think that way. This is a natural cycle and it-"

My whimpering interrupted him and he stopped talking immediately. I could feel my face turning redder with each passing second. I did not want to hear these things from my father…

He took a deep breath before speaking again. "I take it that your mother has explained a bit about these things?"

I nodded slightly. It was partially true, I guess.

"Alright," he said while a small smile threatened to take over his face. "Well, I'm going to call her and she should be here in a moment. Alice and her clothes can wait."

I nodded and my father stood from my side, kissing my forehead as he rose. "I'll send her right in when she gets here," he called over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.

"Daddy, wait!" I yelled after him. In a moment's time he was by my side again.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Um… aren't you… uh… doesn't it…" I stuttered.

He seemed to catch on to my train of thought instantly. "I'm fine, Renesmee. I could never be tempted with your blood. Especially… um… that," he explained as he motioned to the hamper.

"But you haven't hunted in a while and I just thought…well…" I broke off.

"Sweetheart, the blood is dead. And to be truly honest, it's not the most appealing smell on the Earth. I'm able to resist it quite easily. You don't need to worry about it."

I put my head in my hands at the thought of everyone knowing what was happening, all because of their stupid vampire noses. I groaned into my palms.

I heard a slight chuckle from him. "It's alright. Nobody's going to make fun or anything, love. It's a natural part of life and-"

"Emmett?" I asked. Don't get me wrong, I love Emmett… but he can be really embarrassing sometimes.

"He won't say anything. I'm sure of it. He knows better. And he knows it would upset Rosalie as well."

"But what if he-"

He put his fingers under my chin and lifted my head so that I was looking into his eyes. "If Emmett says anything about this that makes you uncomfortable in any way, you let me know, and I will personally take care of it. Do you hear me?"

I smiled and nodded my head. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and stood from my side once again. "I'll send her right in. But if you need anything from me, just ask, alright?"

"Okay," I said in a small voice.

He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

I went over to the door and pressed my ear against the wood. I heard Daddy dialing a number on his cell phone, and then I heard him speak.

"Bella? No, everything's fine, but… it's Renesmee. No, no, no! She's fine, it's nothing to worry about, but you do need to come home at once. You'll know once you get here, just please hurry. Alright. I love you too. Goodbye."

I pulled my head from the door and trotted over to the toilet. I cleaned myself off and walked over to the corner of the room in the towel. I curled into a ball on the floor, pulling my arms around my legs while I thought about the conversation that had just unfolded.

First of all, he didn't react at all how I had expected him to. He seemed totally cool with it. I thought he would've run from the room; not because of the situation, but from the blood. I knew he hadn't hunted in a few weeks because he planned on going in the next few days… he hated being overly-thirsty around me and I felt really bad for subjecting him to this.

Secondly, why was this happening in the first place? Besides obvious reasons, of course. I mean, I'm HALF VAMPIRE.

And thirdly… What was Daddy going to do to Emmett if he said anything? I smiled at the thought of my Dad hitting him over the head. He always looked so funny when Daddy yelled at him for cursing or talking about those things in front of me.

Just then, I heard the front door burst open and my mother's voice floated throughout the house.

"Where is she? Edward, you know how much I worry. What's wrong?" she spoke so quickly I could barely make out her words.

I couldn't hear anything after that, and I knew that my dad must've been talking so low that I couldn't hear him.

Damn it!

"Renesmee, watch your language," he said sternly, before becoming silent to my ears once again.

A few moments passed, and there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Renesmee, it's me. Can I come in please?" I heard my mother say from the other side of the door.

I got up quickly, straightening my towel, and said yes.

She walked in and immediately went to the cabinet above the huge mirror behind the sink. She pulled out a small blue box and handed it to me.

"Oh, honey, you have no idea how proud I am," she whispered, kissing my forehead.

She's proud of me for bleeding from my crotch? Oh, that's fantastic.

I heard my dad burst into laughter in the living room. I couldn't help but smile at his laughter: it was contagious. He was obviously trying to hide it but he just finished off his laughter with an apology to me.

My mother rolled her eyes and her face broke into a smile before she spoke. "Are you okay?" she asked seriously.

I felt my face heat before I answered her. "Yeah… but Carlisle said it probably wouldn't happen… and he's really smart, Mom. What if there's something wrong?"

"It was only a theory, Ness. And there's nothing wrong with you. It's part of growing up."

I felt my blush deepen as I looked down at the box in my hands. I knew what they were, I had just never seen or held one of them before.

"The instructions on how to use them are on the inside of the box. Now, before I go, I heard that you're worried about the bloodlust, right?"

I nodded.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that it's fine. It doesn't increase any desire we have for blood. We have to deal with this a lot when we go out in public, you know. It happens to every young woman."

"What about you?" I was genuinely curious.

"Well… yes, but when I was changed, they sort of… stopped," she explained. I could tell that if she could blush, she would.

I smiled at her reaction to my question. Now I know where I get that from!

"Anyway, it's nothing to worry about. We won't hurt you," she added, changing the subject.

"I'm not worried that you'll hurt me. I'm just worried that I'm making it harder for you."

"Not at all," she assured me. She kissed me on the forehead and turned to leave.

"Oh, and, I know you're going to hate this, but we're going to have to talk to Carlisle about this."

My head fell into my hands and I groaned.

A/N: You probably hate me for that ending don't you? Well, don't fret. The next chapter will be up ASAP as of 8/24/12.

Just to forewarn you, though: The next school year starts in 3 days… so it might take longer than it has been for me to update my stories. But I will NEVER leave a story unfinished, (like some people do)….

Unless I die. Then the stories would be unfinished. But I have no intention of dying any time soon. So yay! ^-^

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Peace out yo~