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Chapter 1: Stealing

Nessie's POV

I wasn't sure what it was that woke me up. If it was the soreness that I was feeling or if it was the whimpering sound coming from the baby girl in my arms. Maybe it was both. I had no way of really knowing.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times before the view of the abandoned smelly building I was in suddenly came into view. It was completely worn down and I knew there were rats and mice hidden around here. Occasionally I saw them. Mainly I just heard them though. They were an animal that I had gotten used seeing and hearing a long time ago. Most of them didn't approach me though. My theory was that it had something to do with Rex.

Rex was a white German Shepherd. He was a stray dog I had come across two years ago when he was still a puppy. If I had to guess I'd say he was a purebred that was callously abandoned by his owner or breeder. For some reason he stuck around and we became kind of like family.

The crying baby girl in my arms caught my attention. I had given birth to her last night in this old, leaky, run down, rat infested building. That's why I'm extremely sore right now. Giving birth will do that. Rose. That's what I decided to call her. It was unique and beautiful like my name. Renesmee. Or Nessie as most people called me.

I started to feed my baby knowing that's what she wanted.

Renesmee C. That was the name inscribed on the only piece of jewelry that I had ever owned. Until my adoptive parents stole it from me anyway. I was found as a young child.

I was quickly adopted by what I thought was two loving parents. The second they found I had leukemia I was gone though. Abandoned on the streets and left to die. My prognosis was bad. I was only given a 2% chance of survival and that was with the necessary medical treatment.

They decided I wasn't worth the time or money so they abandoned me on the streets at the age of five and I've been on my own since then. I know I still have the leukemia. I have days where it hurts to move anything. I have days where my nose will bleed non stop. I have days where I feel like I'm going to die. How I've survived this long is beyond my comprehension.

I put my small baby girl down and decided to head out. Rex started to follow me.

"Stay boy" I commanded. "Keep an eye on her will you? I'll be back soon"

I needed food and a blanket or clothes for Rose. She was freezing. The pouring rain and the 15 degree weather was not helping. I was afraid that she'd get sick if I didn't do something soon.

There was only one way that I could get what I needed. Stealing. Something I was quite good at. I needed money. I needed to steal money and that part wasn't always easy.

Leaving my baby girl alone for any length of time also made me extremely uneasy for many many reasons. What if she started crying and someone found her and took her? What if an animal attacked her? What if a person hurt her? I lived in one of the worst parts of the city and violence/gang activity was extremely common. Yes, I had to get back as soon as possible.

I was walking by the hospital when one particular car in the parking lot caught my attention. It was a Mercedes. It looked extremely fancy and expensive. I wasn't stupid. The owner of this car had money. Lots by the looks of it. If I was lucky this car would be unlocked and there would be money in it.

I approached the car cautiously just in case an alarm happened to go off. Luckily one didn't. I grabbed a door handle cautiously and to my surprise it easily opened. Why anyone would keep a car like this unlocked was anyone's guess.

I rummaged through the glove compartment until I found a wallet. When I opened the wallet I suddenly found myself staring at a picture of the most beautiful man that I had ever met. He had blond hair, extremely pale skin, and gold eyes. Something about the man, Carlisle Cullen, looked godly.

I shook my head. I was on a time sensitive mission. I found two hundred dollars worth a cash in the wallet. That's the most I had ever seen anyone carry around in a wallet. I left the credit card and debit card alone. I only needed the cash.

I looked around the car quickly for anymore cash. The only thing I did find was a pink baby blanket with the name R. Cullen sewn into it. Perfect for my baby girl.

"Hey!" I heard someone yell.

Oh shit!

I looked up and saw the owner of the car running straight over here. I felt the blood drain from my face.

I ran away from the scene as fast as my legs could carry me. I glanced back once and saw the man standing there talking on his phone. Probably just calling the police.

Oh well. One more crime on the impossibly long list of crimes that I have committed. The police have been after me for years but somehow I've successfully evaded them.

Once I had run as far as I could I stopped and walked the rest of the way to the McDonald's I went to every single day. It's the only kind of food I could afford with the money I stole. Everyday I would get breakfast, lunch, and dinner here from the dollar menu. If I had enough money anyway.

I got my usual breakfast platter and left. I walked back to the abandoned building I called home as fast as I could. The relief I felt when I saw my daughter there was instant. Rex was sleeping a few feet away from her.

I got Rose and wrapped the blanket around her tiny shivering body as much as I could. She started to cry and I began to rock her softly.

The rained stopped and the sun came out. Finally. A break from the non stop rain and the leaking. For lunch I went back out to the McDonald's again and several cheeseburgers and fries. All I ever ate was McDonald's. That was my diet.

The rain started back up again later that night. That's when I heard a noise that scared the hell out of me.

Footsteps.

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