The Only One

Pairing: Jake/Nessie

Rating: PG-13 for some language, mild sexual content and action.

Based: After Breaking Dawn.

Disclaimer: All thoughts and such of the Twilight Saga belong to S.M. though I do own this plot hehe, but not the characters, though Jasper and Jacob I wish belonged to me ;D

Summary: Renesmee, or Nessie for short, has been an orphan her whole life. After her parents died when she was only two months she was sent to an orphanage in the pits of Seattle. For 16 years she lived there, not knowing of her parents past, or her future containing what she was. When a lady of the name of Sue Clearwater adopts her she's taken into a whole new world. Going to a school on a reservation, being the only one who is as white as snow with light hair, she's the only one there who is different, only…that's what she thinks.

My head pounded against the offending sunlight, that streamed through the greased windows of the girls bleak dormitory of the orphanage, as I opened my chocolate eyes I squeezed them shut trying to block it out. I couldn't move in fear my head would roll off my shoulders, but then again that didn't seem like to bad of an idea at the moment…. My hangover would be gone at least… but then I would have to explain the missing head….

I vaguely remember last night. It had been a farewell party for my leaving. Surprisingly I had been adopted, which I could say came to as a shock to all of us since I was sixteen and that was well past the age limit that most couples looked for in a kid. But I wasn't adopted by a smiling newlywed couple that made me want to gag every time they cooed over one of the toddlers. No, I was adopted by an older lady with long black hair that she wore in a long braid down her back. She was shorter then my 5'5 stature but only by a couple inches. She had tan skin and wrinkles at the corner of her eyes along with deep laugh lines that deepened every time she smiled, which was a lot since she did it about ten times when she met me. Her eyes where dark brown a bright smile and motherly touch that made me like her instantly when she pulled me into a warm hug.

I was slightly confuse about the whole ordeal to state lightly, but I soon pushed away those thoughts when I realized that I would soon have a warm home and a family to call my own, not that I didn't like my own little family I had made here, but it wasn't what I wanted, I wanted more.

I laid still in my slightly lumpy hard mattress, trying to win the battle over my head, so far the aftermath of the alcohol of last night was winning.

Staying there, I laid as still as possible, which wasn't hard for me since staying still was as comfortable to me as sleeping. That was until I heard the sound of chunky combat boots running down the isle of beds that where lined up at opposite ends of each wall. Soon I felt a hard shove from my best friend Mandy. "Mands, this better be important because right now my head is about to split in two." I growled under my breath through clenched teeth.

I could almost hear her roll her heavily lined eyes, "Yeah well if you don't consider Miss bitch-a-lot coming up here to talk to you important, then, ok, I guess it's not really."

Well crap.

I scurried out of bed still wearing last night's clothes, and went to straighten the quilt that had covered me only moments before. Miss bitc- ahem Miss Patrick was not the best of people to be around, she always complained that something wasn't clean enough or that we made too much noise, when of course we made none at all and it was in fact the stupid house that we lived in that made all the noise… ok that sounds a bit weird.

Not only did she complain but she also likes to nitpick, a lot! Especially to me. She would go at it on a daily bases, she would tell me that I'm a freak, which I would reply with "what gave it away?" and then of course she would get mad, giving me dishes for a week.

What I didn't get was why she said I was freak, I mean I'm not unnaturally tall, I was 5'5 and had brown eyes and copper hair, ok so my skin was a bit on the pale side, but I did everything I knew to try and get it to a "Sun Glow" tan. Nothing worked; I always came out looking like an orange, and one time I actually turned a shade of yellow. It was a bit pitiful at times, especially when my friends "family" called me a vampire. I mean really, I have a beating heart; I don't drink blood though at times I sort of couldn't help but think about the taste, and my skin is warmer than most.

"If you don't change out of those clothes she's going to bust a nut."

I looked over my shoulder to my friend, she blue eyes lined with heavy black eyeliner, nothing new. I nodded taking my clothes she was offering to me and stripped quickly out of the black mini skirt I was wearing and red tank top, shoving them hurriedly under my metal bed frame.

Mandy watched me with an amused expression on her features as I quickly pulled on my old, soft worn, ripped jeans and black turtle neck, I don't know how I survived the cold Seattle nights in just a mini skirt, tank top and heels. Oh shit! I looked around before spotting the silver pumps a few feet away. I ran and grabbed them throwing them under the bed to meet my clothes.

"Well that took all of one minute." I gave her a look, "I'm sorry, I tried to wake you up earlier but you kicked me, which, might I add is going to bruins later. " She finished giving me a pointed look. Sighing I sat down on my bed my head falling into my hands. The mattress caved a bit when she sat down next to me, the chains that where hooked onto her black skinny jeans rattled in my very sensitive ears as she moved. "What's wrong?" She asked putting an arm around me.

I just shook my head, my hair falling in a wave around my face. I suddenly felt scared, thousands of questions going through my mind a mile a minute. Would she like me once she got to know me, would she to think I was a freak? Would she send me back if I did something wrong, or if I messed up, would the rest of her family like me? Would I be accepted? I was having a mental break down as the thoughts poured over me like a flood. This was the first time I felt insecure about anything, I guess I had a right to feel that way, I didn't like it but I couldn't help it either.

Mandy gave an audible sigh bringing me closer to her, "OK I can totally tell what you're thinking about, every kid who has walked out of this place has thought the same thing." She turned my face towards hers, "Ness you're going to be fine, and her family is going to love you no matter what, I promise."

You know for a girl who looks like she would mug you in the streets, she sure does have a warm disposition. Just how she was when she was younger, I sighed smiling a bit at the thought.

"Well if you promised, then I guess it must be true."

She smirked, "of course it's true." And just as the words left her lips, Miss Patrick walked in, her obnoxious heels clanking on the hard flooring the lady who had adopted me, behind her. "Oh boy." She said giving me a playful eye roll when we both saw Miss Patrick's bright pink office dress. I let a giggle slip past my lips before covering my mouth with my hands.

The women came to a stop in front of us, again that feeling of insecurity washed over me like a tidal wave when I looked at the dark haired lady that waited patiently behind Miss Patrick. I suddenly realized that I didn't remember her name.

Finally Miss Patrick spoke up; her annoyingly high voice broke when she said my name in a high pitch. We all winced at the sound, even the lady.

"Renesmee!" Why did she have to shout my name like that? "I hope your bags are packed." I nodded gesturing to the single suitcase at the foot of the bed that rested on the floor, thankful that I had packed it the day before. "Good. Well, Miss Clearwater this is Renesmee Carlie, she doesn't have a last name but don't pay attention to that, I thought you could introduce you two before we sign the last of the papers. So shall we?" She asked gesturing to the door at the end of the ling room.

Before they left Miss Patrick sniffed the air, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "What is that horrible smell?" She said looking around the sparse room and floor.

Mandy nudged my side with her elbow, a devious smile playing at the edge of her mouth.

Shrugging it off, Miss Patrick lead Miss Clearwater away, the good slamming shut with a loud echo through the walls.

"It's probably your clothes." Mandy exclaimed with a burst of laughter.

I scowled while kneeling down to drag the clothes I had barrowed from some of the other girls. They did smell really bad, like a mixture of piss and vomit.

"Someone spilt beer on your shirt, along with Michael throwing up from too many shots. Which is actually a good thing since he probably would have gotten alcohol poising or something of the sort." She stated in a thoughtful voice.

I just shook my head throwing them back under the bed; they'll find them eventually if Mandy dosen't tell them. "I can't believe you had to get me drunk for the first time, right before I was to get adopted." I said with a sigh.

"Well it had to happen sometime, just be glad you where around people you love, and care for you. You had nothing to worry about since I don't get drunk. One beer and that's it for me."

"How many did I have?" I don't think I want to know.

"About five straight shots one apple martini and a sip of a beer, you didn't like the last one so much." She counted off her fingers.

I groaned, "God, never again do I want to drink,"

She chuckled, "I highly doubt that sweetie, and you'll probably drink again, but not as much this time. Lessens the hangover if you don't drink that much." She said with a wink.

I came to a sudden thought and smelt myself. "I must smell horrible." I whined making a face of distress.

Leaning forward she sniffed me, "nope you smell fine, like lavender, lilacs and I think the ocean. Weird but true." I groaned, great so I smell like flowers and water, oh well it's better than piss and vomit.

Mandy looked outside, before reaching over and grabbing my purple suitcase, "We better get you downstairs before Miss Bitch-a-lot comes to rip you a new one," I realized what was happening and tears started to mist my eyes, "Awe don't cry sweetie. I'm gonna miss you a lot, we all are, but you have a new life to start babe. Don't let little things like leaving us, stop you." She said giving me a tight hug and pulling back. "We're going to be just fine without you, sure I might cry and if anyone sees I'll kill them but hey at least I know you'll be somewhere nice, somewhere where people will love you. A family."

My nerves calmed down a bit as she talked, my tears fading away with every word she said. "You'll always be my first family." I said in a whisper. She smiled.

"I know Nessie, I know."

We walked slowly out of the room and down the bare hallway, towards the stairs, descending them as we went. No other kids around, all of them outside taking advantage of the sun, though the air was still cold.

I felt tears mist over again when we came to a stop at the front doors. Michael, Sandra and Kasey where all waiting for me by the door, they stopped talking when they saw me. Sandra and Kasey where first to run forward and wrap me in a group hug.

"Oh my God I'm gonna miss you so much!" Kasey gushed crushing me in her thin arms. Boy was she strong sometimes.

I saw Sandra laugh while stepping back, prying Kasey off of me, "yeah well you're going to miss her even more if you don't let her go, the poor girl is going to die from lack of oxygen."

"Seriously, give her some room." Michael said coming up to me and giving me a hug, his muscled body warm around mine as he held me close. "I'm going to miss you Nessie." He breathed in my ear. I nodded in turn, swallowing the lump in my throat.

Mandy came between us, "ok, ok that's enough. Paw off my boyfriend, it's bad enough you guys where making out last night."

I choked on air as I stared at my friends. "what?"

"Oh hush, it was nothing really, it was clear you guys where drunk off your asses, plus Michael vomited the minute you guys pulled back so all in all I don't think it really counts." Sandra said, her New York accent thick. She flipped her black hair behind a shoulder, her dark skin sparkling from the makeup she wore. "Besides I don't think you really care Mandy, their like brother and sister, it was kind of hilarious to watch if you think about it."

Kasey butted in, throwing her arm around my shoulder. "Yeah, though just don't let it happen again, because seriously I think Mands might bust one if you do." She snickered.

Mandy huffed, "whatever, if it was your boyfriend I bet you would feel a tad awkward to if he was kissing your best friend."

I shook my head, "I am never drinking again." I said giving them all each one last hug before stepping back, Miss Clearwater and Miss Patrick coming up from behind us.

"What are all of you doing inside? Shouldn't you be outside?" Miss Patrick snapped.

Michael made a face without her noticing.

"Renesmee I think we should go now, so we don't hit traffic." Miss Clearwater said in a warm, light, voice that made me smile slightly.

Nodding I said my good byes' to my friends, family, one last time. Giving them each a kiss before I stepped out of the door, I heard Miss Patrick start to nag at them just as the door started to close behind me, Mandy's voice snapping back at her. "Oh shove off!"

Well it looks like they would be fine without me. I sighed looking back at the gloomy orphanage, it was set in not the most pleasant place to be so I can't say I'm too sad to leave, just sad I had to leave my friends.

"Come on dear."

I looked at Miss Clearwater as she took my bags from me and placed them in the backseat; I got in the passenger seat and fidgeted with my seatbelt before settling down in my seat. "I um, I don't exactly remember your name, Miss Clearwater." I said awkwardly.

She laughed, "It's Sue, Renesmee, and please no Miss Clearwater, it's just Sue."

I nodded quietly.

"I'm as nervous as you are, dear, so please don't feel awkward." I gave her a grateful smile, relaxing somewhat into the seat as she pulled away from the gloom of Dominic's Home for Orphans.

So? How was it? I'm very proud of it so far if I do say so myself lol. ;D
I have a lot of hope, and pride, for this story so leave me a review and tell me what you thought, think, anything that your curious about just ask.

xo- Saige

p.s. any mistakes I'm sorry for, I tried to make as little as possible.