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Annabelle Sarah Fellows POV-

I looked at my self in the mirror. I look nothing like them.

My light russet colored skin, Black curly hair with bronze natural highlights, My big emerald eyes, My long model like legs, my curves in the right places.

I look nothing like my pale, blonde haired, blue eyed parents.

How the hell am I their daughter?

"Mom?" I asked timidly as I walked into the kitchen, she was making dinner.

"Yes hunny?" She replied, while humming along to the radio.

"Am I adopted?" I asked,

That's the only solution . . . I have to be adopted.

He breath caught in her throat. "Ann . . . We have to talk." She said softly, her humming cut off.

I knew it.

"So . . . My mother's name is Renesmee Carlie Cullen?" I asked as I studied the photo of a gorgeous young woman with long curly bronze hair. She was laughing in the picture, with a man - he was tan, tall and very muscular. His pearl white teeth shined bright against his russet skin.

"Yes," My 'father' answered.

"Is that him?" I asked, while pointing to the tan man laughing in the picture I was holding.

"Yeah," My 'mom' said with a smile, "They were always so happy together - always laughing and smiling."

"Why didn't they want me?" I murmured mostly to myself. I heard someones breath hitch, I turned around and looked at my 'dad'.

"He died, and your mother couldn't handle life without him - let alone a child." He looked at me, and then the ground.

I let the words sink in, he died. I'll never meet him?

"How did he . . . die?" I managed to choke out, tears pricked at my eyes.

My 'mother' sighed, "He was bitten."

By what? A snake?

"By what?" I asked, more intrigued to know what exactly happened.

"Well a uh - a - a vampire." He stuttered out,

This isn't a time to joke around.

"A what?" I asked, I was beyond livid.

"A vampire." My 'mother' said for my 'father'.

"I thought if you were bitten by a vampire then you turn into a vampire." I said in a bitchy tone, Why the hell are they making a joke out of this . . . it's not funny!

"No sweetheart - your father was a wolf. He was human too. He could shift into a wolf, but he was much bigger than a regular wolf. He was a werewolf, if you want to put it that way." Jason said, I couldn't even address them as mom or dad after joking about this.

"This isn't funny mom." I said angrily as I gripped the back of a chair in the basement,

"Anna, I'm not joking here, I'm being completely serious."

"Oh sure."

"Your mother was half vampire half human, her mother was a human when she had her and he father is a vampire, This stuff excised Annabelle."

"Prove it. Then I will believe you." I'm not gonna put up with this fucking bull shit, I can't believe them.

"Follow me." She got up from the table and we went down to the basement, She picked up a large box labeled PICTURES.

The first one she pulled out was of a bunch of people.

"This is Carlisle . . ." She pointed to a man looking to be in his thirties with blonde hair, pale white skin and golden eyes.

"He's your great grandfather." I nodded my head, unsure if i should believe her.

"This is Esme . . ." She pointed to a woman standing next to the man named Carlisle. She had Carmel colored hair that was slightly curly, she also had pale skin and golden eyes, looking to be in her mid thirties as well.

"She is married to Carlisle, They are mates. They along with the rest of the people in this picture are vampires." I nodded my head again.

"This is Edward Cullen and Bella Cullen, They are married and mates also. Their daughter is your mother." She pointed to Edward and Bella first, Edward had a strong jaw and straight nose, he was rather handsome. He had messy bronze hair and was pale with golden eyes. Bella was also pale with golden eyes, to say she was beautiful was an understatement. With her long brown wavy hair and delicate features - she was extremely pretty.

Then my mom - or Bethany, pointed to a stunning woman with bronze copper curls that was mid torso length. She had the same small nose, heart shaped face, and cheekbones as Bella. Her big chocolate brown eyes stood out along with her big white smile was breathtaking. She looked tiny next to the man standing next to her, with his arms around her waist, holding her tightly to him. He - he must be my father. He was well - gorgeous. He had Black hair, big muscles, russet skin and big dark brown eyes. I picked up a mirror and looked at my self and then looked back at my . . . parents. I looked just like the mix of them. My curls, my black hair that had bronze highlights in the summer, high cheek bones, small nose, light russet skin, my height - my everything was theirs.

"Who are the rest?" I asked quietly, disbelief flooded through my veins.

"This is Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie and Charlie . . . He's Your biological great grandfather." My father said quickly,

And the rest apart from Bella, Edward, Renesmee and . . . that guy - " I pointed to the russet skinned man. "Are not related to me?"

"Correct." She said, she looked distressed.

"What's his name?" I asked quietly, I wanted to know about them.

"Jacob. Jacob William Black." She said softly,

"He's my father?" I looked back at the picture, I wish I knew him.

"Yes." My dad - or should I say Jason? Well, Jason's voice cracked when he answered me.

I looked at him and he attempted to smile.

"I think you should go meet her." He said softly, I knew he didn't want me too.

"What?" I said, kind of shocked.

"Meet your mom, You would love her. Everyone does." Bethany filled in for him, she didn't sound happy.

"Where is she?" I asked, excitement started to bubble up inside of me.

"Canada, she's been there since she gave birth to you." Jason said as he turned away from me and walked to his wood work shop.

He wasn't happy - at all.

Bethany showed me more pictures, of my parents and the rest of my family - sharing their back stories with me. She showed me the last picture, which was of my mother and father. My father was in his wolf form and my mother was smiling. She was sitting on top of him . . . I asked more questions - ones they didn't want to answer. But I didn't care - I had to know everything.