This is really happening? No, I must be dreaming. Having a nightmare. My best friend/brother Jacob, didn't say he loved me, and kissed me. I blinked my eyes, trying to go back to reality. But when I opened them again, I continued to see Jake, in front of me, expecting something. Oh, fuck! It was real.

"Nessie?" he asked squeezing my hand.

Lately, I was agreeing with my mom. Nessie was a terrible nickname. She was right, it was like being called Lake Ness' Monster.

"Renesmee" I corrected.

"What?" he asked confused.

"My name. It's Renesmee. Not Nessie" I said and looked away from him.

"What are you talking about? We always called you Nessie" he said squeezing my hand again, trying to get my attention.

I looked at him, with a confused and surprised expression.

"Jake…? What… Why?" I asked, barely able to speak.

"Ness… Renesmee…" he corrected himself smiling. "I love you".

That should be an explanation? He loved me? He… what the hell! He kissed me. And again told me he loved me.

"That's not a good explanation" I murmured.

"I… You're my imprintee" he said smiling widely.

"What?" I yelled.

Seven years, he was my best friend, my brother and now he's saying I was his imprintee? He was mistaken.

"Jacob, do you even know what are you saying?" I asked.

"Yes. I love you. Always did. I imprinted on you when you born." He said trying to pull me closer.

I took my hand from his.

"Are you saying you imprinted on me? When I was a baby?" I asked disgusted.

"Nessie, it's not like that. I didn't have romantic feeling for you then. I just was attached and needed to protect you" he said. "I would be anything you needed. A brother, a friend… Like I was. You are everything to me."

"And now…?" I asked shutting my eyes for what I would hear.

"I love you. Not like a brother, or a friend anymore. I'm in love with you. I will always be. I couldn't hold my feeling anymore. I had to let you know. Now we can be happy, and…"

"Stop" I interrupted him.

I opened my mouth a few times, trying to say something, but couldn't. I think I didn't have anything to say.

"Nessie, say something please" he said after a few minutes.

I shook my head, and closed my eyes.

"I feel sick" I said. "Take me home, please"

"What? What's wrong?" he asked worried.

"I need to lie down. Take me home" I said.

"Ok. Come on" he said putting his hand in my back.

I flinched away and run home, not even saying bye to him. I got to the house, and before I reached the porch my dad opened the door.

"What's wrong, honey?" he asked.

I couldn't breath. I sat on the porch, with my head between my knees.

"Renesmee! What's wrong?" he asked putting his hand in my forehead.

"What's happening?" my mom asked behind me. "Oh God! What's going on? Sweetie?" she asked kneeling beside me. "Carlisle!" she yelled.

"Ness, please, say something" dad said.

I replayed in my mind what happened tonight.

"Mutt" he murmured after I was done.

"What? What happened? Was it Jake? Where is he? Is he okay?" my mom asked.

Grandpa Carlisle appeared, and tilted my head up with his finger.

"What do you feel?" he asked.

I put my hand in his cheek, and told him I was okay, physically.

"Can someone tell me what's wrong?" my mom asked annoyed.

"Jacob told her about the imprinting" my dad answered.

My head shot up, looking at him.

"You knew?" I asked surprised.

"Ness…" he started, trying to explain.

"Everyone knew?" I asked angrily.

He hesitated before nodding. My head was spinning, and I throw up. I felt cold hands in my forehead, hair, back, arms… My whole family. And they knew. They lied.

"We didn't lie" my dad murmured.

"No!" I said sarcastically "You omitted. I don't know what is worse"

"Nessie…" aunt Rosie said.

"Renesmee" I said. "My name is Renesmee. I don't like Ness, or Nessie, anymore" I didn't miss my mom's smile. "It's not funny mom" I murmured and she stopped smiling.

"Sorry" she said.

"For what? For the nickname? For hiding the imprinting? For agreeing with it?" I asked angry.

I got up, and stared at her.

"I… I'm sorry" she said again.

"That's not enough! And don't make everything okay!" I yelled at her "How could you! It's… It's disgusting! I was a baby, for God's sake!"

"I told you she could react like that" aunt Rosie murmured.

I glared at her.

"You told them? And tell me? You didn't think of that?" I screamed at her.

"Renesmee! Stop screming like that! Behave!" my dad said.

"What else you lied about?" I shook my head and glared at my father "Sorry, omitted!" I corrected myself.

"Nessie, come on! It's not that bad!" uncle Emmett said.

"Emmet, for your well being, shut up" aunt Rose said.

"We didn't… We thought it would be better for you. We didn't know you wouldn't like" my mom said.

"Should I be okay with it?" I asked bemused "I was lied to. I found out my brother/best friend never was really that. And I'm suppose to be with him? Why?"

They stayed silent. I took a deep breath and entered the house, leaving them behind. I run to my room in this house, entered and closed the door, locking it.

"Renesmee!" I heard my dad screaming.

I run around picking things up, putting everything in a huge bag.

"Renesmee! Open the door! Now!" my mom said knocking the door.

"I will break in! So, if you want to have a door in your room, you unlock, now!" my dad yelled.

I ignored. A second later, my door was down. I continued to throw things in the bag, clothes, shoes, photos, diaries…

"Stop!" my dad said grabbing my wrist.

I tried to pull away, put he had a tight grip, too tight.

"Let me go! You're hurting me!" I cried.

With my words, his eyes filled with regret, and pain. He let me go.

"I'm sorry" he said "Forgive me"

I hold my wrist with my other hand.

"It's okay" I said.

"Renesmee, what are you doing?" mom asked.

"I'm going" was my answer.

"Going? Where? Why?" she asked. "Please…"

"Going away. Haven't decided where, but I'll call you when I get there. I can't stay here right now. It's too much. I need time and space." I said.

"Here" aunt Alice said giving me a Gucci huge purse.

I looked inside there was rolls of money, and I was sure, it was money enough for a few decades. My current documents, and other ones too, if I needed to change identities

"Thanks" I said to her.

"Oh! I almost forgot!" she said running out of the room. "I don't need my vision to know that you won't give up sneakers in a trip. So…" she appeared with heeled sneakers "Please, wear this!"

I smiled taking the shoes. It looked like a gray converse, but it had 4 inches heels. I changed shoes and closed my bag. I took a hoodie and throw over my shoulder.

"Renesmee, please…" my dad said.

"I love you daddy" I said hugging him "I know it's a cliché from romantic movies, but… It's not you. It's me. I need this. Please, understand" I said.

I let go of him, but he didn't let me go.

"Dad, please" I said looking in his eyes.

He looked like he would be crying. It broke my heart. He reluctantly nodded and let me go. I hugged my mom.

"I'm sorry, Renesmee. But don't go, please" she whispered.

"I have to. Sorry mommy. I call you." I said letting go of her.

I run downstairs, my parents didn't move from their spots in my room. I gave a quick hug and goodbye to the rest of the family.

"Here, take your mom's car. We'll pick it up in the airport later." Aunt Alice said giving me keys.

I smiled. I could drive, but my mom was scared of me having my own car at seven, and I couldn't drive alone. So I didn't have a car, but I loved my mom's Ferrari. I took the keys, and gave her a kiss in the cheek and run to the garage. I throw my things in the passenger seat, and drove top speed to the airport. As soon as I reach the highway, I saw a reddish brown blur, in the woods, following the car. Jake. I thought in speeding up, leave him behind. But I couldn't. Even with all that happened, he was still my brother, my best friend. That was the problem. I stopped the car, got out and run to the woods. He was still in his wolf form. Thank God! It would be easier. He looked at me with questioning, pleading eyes.

"I'm leaving, Jake" I said.

His eyes were concerned, desperate. I could see the question in his eyes, why?

"I'm sorry, Jake. It's too much. I… It's not okay for me. And I need space. And time. To think."

He looked around and back at me pleading. He backed away a few feet, probably going to phase back. I took a step back, going back to my car. I was coward. I didn't want to talk to him. He barked. I stopped and look in his eyes.

"Sorry Jake. But… You're my brother, my best friend. I can't be what you want. And right now, I can't handle this, so I'm leaving. I'll call my family, and you. I'll be back." I said and run back to the car.

I didn't look back, just speed up and convinced myself that this was the right decision. It was too much. I needed time. To think. To understand. To trust again. To rethink everything. I reached the airport. Parked the car, took my things from it, locked the car and decided to put behind the front wheel. No one would know it was there, I would tell my family later. I entered the airport, and looked around. I never had traveled like this. I normally already have my tickets, people would walk with me, and know where I was going. I found the ticket's line, and started thiking where to go. I could go to Brazil. See Zafrina, Senna and Kachiri. But I hated bugs, and was tired of forests. I went there not long ago, when we visted Isle de Esme. I wouldn't go to Irland or Egypt, there was vampire covens there. Friendly covens, but still… I was avoiding family, not looking for cousins. Alaska, no. England… no. China or Japan? No, I wanted to go somewhere where I could live there, make friends… I needed to know at least the language. Australia? No. God! How can it be this difficult? It's just pick one.

"Miss?" the lady behind me said poking my shoulder.

I looked at her and at front of me. It was my turn. I went to the counter and put my bag in the floor.

"Hi" I said to the lady. "Hmm… What's your next international flight?"

She looked confused at me. I guess not many people come without a destination. She looked in her computer and smiled at me.

"There is one leaving in ten minutes and another leaving in forty minutes" she said.

"Where?" I asked grabbing my documents and money.

"Well, the first is leaving in ten minutes, so you won't catch… But the other one, in forty minutes, is to South Africa" she said.

South Africa? I would go, I almost did in the World Cup. But now? I didn't want to go.

"I'll try the to catch the first one" I said, "To where?"

"Italy" she said.

I hesitated. Italy. Volturi. I shouldn't go there. I always wanted, but my family thought it wasn't a good idea. Screw it! It was a whole country, I would just avoid Volterra. I gave the lady my documents and money, asking for a first class seat. She quickly gave me my ticket and I run, a little faster than humans, but not as much as I could. I reached the gate in time. When I was seated, and the plane ready to decollate, I took my cell and text my mom.

In the plane. I will have to turn off the cell. The Ferrari's keys are in the front wheel. I call you when I land. Love u all.

I wasn't going to tell them where I was going. They would freak out, and follow me, to drag me back. I turn the cell off, and put my iPod's earphones. I would be in Italy, in almost twelve hours. I would avoid Volterra. I won't have problems with the Volturi. Everything would be fine. But I had the feeling something was about to change.