Pain....that's all I could feel. Every part of me, even parts I didn't even know existed, ached fiercely. My face hurt the most out of everything though. Each time I tried to open my eyes, they stung, and my lips, cracked and cut from being pounded into my teeth, were burning. My mouth ached horribly, most likely from having nearly every tooth knocked out.

But my chest ached as well. This aching was more raw and powerful... But not as noticeabe.

What happened to me? I wondered, trying to lift my head. The pain that shot through my neck was nearly unbearable, so I rested it on the grass again and just laid there, defensless.

Mai and I were running I thought, we were almost to La Push when...

His face slammed into my mind as I put my thoughts together. His grim smile as he slammed his fists into my face....the way he looked at Mai...like she meant nothing to him...Like she wasn't a living creature, but a tool.

The thoughts sent heat flashing through me, but my body knew better than to phase. It would definitely put me in worse shape than I was.

But what the hell did this to me? I wondered as I felt a drop of water hit my skin. The drop was followed by another one, and yet another after that. They fell in rapid sucession to each other, cooling the fire that blazed across my skin.

Clearly I'm home...

I lifted my head again, slowly, as I tried to process what happened after we saw Domeinico. But once I saw his face, the memories just stopped. They refused to process and take form.

All around me, thunder crackled omniously.

-Twilight-

I woke with a start, responding to the rumbling thunder that seemed to echo around my room. Outside, the rain crashed to the ground, saturating everything with sacred water. It should have calmed me, as rain usually did, but I was still ill at ease. Something, but I couldn't tell what, was off...

Standing, I crept past Embry's sleeping form and walked downstairs. None of the Cullens were present, but I wasn't surprised. Alice and Emmett had been in talks of a baseball game sometime today. For what I could guess, they must've taken off to do so.

Once downstairs, I went into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. It had struck me as odd, how human the house looked, at first, but Esme soon explained to me that they had to keep to appearances, just in case.

It wasn't just the house that was odd though, the entire mood in a coven was strange to me. The way they acted...

It's because they're not a coven, they're a family.

The thought left me feeling hollow. I'd never had any family, I knew that now. My earliest memories were all centered in the tower, fighting or crying because of the newest bruise.

"Figures..." I whispered, clenching my hand down around the glass. It broke within my hands, cutting deep gashes into my palm. Swearing, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around the cuts before setting to cleaning up the blood. I didn't want to set off any of the vampires because of my idiocy.

Just as I crouched down, bleach in hand, my wash rag disappeared from my sight. Blinking, I turned around and saw Embry, staring between the bloody rag, my wrapped palm and the broken glass. His eyes seemed to accquire a sympathetic look as he turned to me.

"Forget your strength?" He joked, cracking a weak smile. I don't bother giving one back...I just couldn't manage it at this moment.

Realizing that he wouldn't get a response from me, his smile faded and he began to clean. I hated being so unresponsive toward him, seeing as how he'd seen exactly what I'd seen in my memories shortly after I phased, he knew what I was going through. He waas the only person trying to make things better for me. Unfortunately, I was too overcome by other griefs.

Griefs such as Mai.

With a deep breath, I ran out of the room, needing time to think.