Ok, this is the first fanfic i ever actually wrote, it's a little choppy, but my other ones are better cause by then i wasa more "experianced" writer.

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Nessie POV

"Hey Nessie!" barely seconds after I walked through the door. It was always so nice seeing him.

I smiled, "Hey Jake, what's up?"

"Nothing much," he shrugged, and stuck his hands in his pockets. "Wanna take I walk?" He offered his hand. I quickly took, it warm with comfort.

"Yup!" Perfect! Just the place! I've needed to talk to him forever. Especially ever since I turned 'sixteen,' I realized that I really, really liked him.

"Cool." We walked down to the beach hand in hand, just how I liked it. I leaned in a little, he tensed, weird, that doesn't happen often and I leaned back away.

"Hey, can we talk… how 'bout we sit?" He used his other hand to motion to a soft, white driftwood tree. He seemed nervous. I was somewhat surprised he wasn't shaking. He wasn't usually like this.

I nodded slowly … what else could I do? His nervousness was starting to sink into me a little, making more nervous then I already was.

"Remember me telling you about imprinting? … You know one of my, well everyone's, occasional werewolf things…"

"Mhmm," Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! Of course he –

"Well…" He tensed, "I…imprinted." Of course.

I got up quickly. "You know I have to go," I looked at my watch, well where one should be at least.

"You still have hours 'till curfew!"

"Well, um, I forgot…" forgot, forgot, forgot what? "I have to go shopping with Alice!" I jumbled out, that should work as a cover, right?

"But you hate shopping!" He complained in return, seeing him like this was just making it harder.

"Yeah, well, she got to me, got to go! Bye!"

"But…" he said, trying to come up with something. He looked so confused and hurt at the same time.

I just ran. I held back my tears as long as I could but then I just let them go. The tears just started pouring down my face as soon as I let them go.

I looked down and I noticed the bracelet. I undid the clasp and threw it on the ground, 'I won't ever hurt you,' my tiny, little half vampire butt.

I let my tears pour and my legs take me home. I burst through the front door of the main house and went through the back and ran into the cottage and into my room. I plopped onto my bed and cried my eyes out. I was just surprised that they hadn't all dried out.

How? How could this happen? Stupid. Werewolf. Imprinting. Worst of all just when I was going to tell him how I felt. God, I want to be with him so badly. Now I just feel like a stupid idiot.

"Ness, Nessie, where are you?"

'Go away,' I felt like screaming at my mom. At this point I didn't want to be around anyone, no matter how much I loved them.

"You okay?" I took a minute to compose myself.

"Yeah, fine." No one could possibly tell now that I could have been crying.

Mom raised an eyebrow. Okay, well almost no one would have known. "Alright. Dinner's in an hour."

(Flash back from before) I felt it was necessary to show Jacon's point of view before/while Nessie is flipping out.

Jacob POV

Yes! She's here! "Hey Nessie!" Finally today's the day I'm allowed to tell her! Yes!

"Hey Jake, what's up?" I could almost sing at how angelic her voice was. My Angel.

"Nothing much, wanna take a walk?" I offered my hand. I couldn't wait to have her tiny icy hand in mine. She took it, I felt like I could fly.

"Yup!" Nessie said excitedly. The excitement poured out of her. Maybe it would be easier then I thought telling her about imprinting on her. I just hope she wouldn't really object too much and claim I'm playing a joke on her.

She only started really talking recently. I mean, she knew how to talk before, but she never really used words. They were just optional to her. She only started talking daily because she was starting school soon and she knew that it might just scare people if she walked up to them touched them and they had a random thought.

She had now perfected her gift. She could just touch you, even your hand, and if she wanted to, only if she wanted to, you could see what she was thinking, or what she wanted you to think. She could even prevent you from seeing her thoughts, even if you put her hand to her face; although, she couldn't do anything if she sleeping.

"Cool." I couldn't think of anything else that wouldn't sound kind of hokie. We started to walk down to the beach. She leaned into me.

What if she didn't feel the same way after what I needed to tell her, I tensed, she leaned away! No! No! Bad body language! Bad body language! NO!

"Hey can we talk?" we should sit, yeah, we should sit. "How 'bout we sit." I motioned to the tree nearby. She nodded and gave a smile unknowingly.

"Remember me telling you about imprinting? … You know one of my, well everyone's, occasional werewolf things…"

She mumbled something of a yes kind of noise.

"Well..." I tensed. What if she didn't want to be near me after this? Had I really thought about this? She could just fall for me, and I could tell her later. This was starting to feel like I was giving her no other choice but to be with me. I didn't think about this well. Too late, I better continue. "I… imprinted - "

She cut me off. "You know, I have to go," She looked at her wrist – there was no watch.

No! She can't go!

"You still have hours 'till curfew!" I shook a little. I calmed myself just in time. I wouldn't ever want to hurt her.

"Well, I forgot…" she paused. Lies. "I have to go shopping with Alice."

"But you hate that!"

Why was she lying? She sucks at lying – worse – why was she lying to me?

"Yeah, well, she convinced me, got to go! Bye!" Something wasn't right. I knew My Little Angel way to well to believe that. She had stopped being pushed over by Alice with shopping.

"But…" I couldn't think of anything that could possibly have a chance at reasoning with her. She started running. I could hear her crying… then I heard a clink, a tiny metal clink – NO – I ran after her, I was careful so that she couldn't hear me. I saw something out of the corner of my eye glint, it can't be – she wouldn't – I stopped and walked over to where I saw the glint.

She did.

I picked it up and held it in my hand. I fell to my knees instantly. It couldn't be, it just, it couldn't be.

But I knew I couldn't keep lying to myself.

In my hand lay the bracelet.

The woven bracelet – I made myself. It took forever. It had sliver clasps and a small sliver heart in the middle. I put my head in my hands. I cried, I just cried. I know that's not exactly very macho, but this was harder then losing Bella, Nessie held the other half of my soul.

She – My Angel – had rejected me. She took off my promise bracelet. She took off my promise bracelet and threw it in the dirt. It made me wonder if she even cared what it meant.

I could remember that when I gave it to her, and she asked what it was. I just told her it meant that I would never hurt.

I could never hurt her. It was impossible.

Some time after I found the bracelet I felt an icy, hard hand on my shoulder.

What the Hell did he want? He should be pleased. His daughter ran away from me. He should be pretty damned pleased. He never liked me from the beginning.

"Speaking of which," he said almost as if in a casual conversation, "What the Hell did you do to my daughter?" The last sentence was harsher, acidic; he practically spat the words at me. His hate at me just seemed to grow and transform even more.

I looked up slowly, gruesomely, "What do you mean by what I did?" His face only got harsher, if that was even possible.

"I mean, why did my daughter run home crying?" Damn. She made no sense, I thought she hadn't wanted me to imprint on her.

"Neither thought nor word answered my question mongrel." I ran through, what had happened in my head, what had I done?

"You're leaving something out," he growled.

I didn't respond I just took the cord from around my ankle and attached the bracelet to it. I threw the cord around my neck - bracelet intact.

I phased.

I ran.

I don't know where I was running to, but I didn't care because without my An – Her, I was nothing.

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