"Will you stop complaining! You're responsible for your own damn stuff, you find it! I am not going to treat you like a baby anymore Taylor. You're 17 now and you need to stop relying on me all the time!" my mother yelled at me from the living room. I just rolled my eyes and kept looking for my stuff. I'm packing up and getting ready to head out to get on the plane to Washington. I'm going to the La Push reservation to live with my brother Sam and his fiancée Emily.

I haven't seen Sam in 5 years and I miss my brother a lot. We're really close, or at least we used to be. The last 3 years he just decided to stop calling and returning my emails. I was surprised on New Year's Eve when he called and asked me if I'd like to stay with him and Emily for my senior year.

My relationship with Sam has always been somewhat of a strange one. We have the same father but we have different mothers. Sam always said that we might have another sibling because of dad's little period where he decided to screw every available women in the area. Sam thinks its Embry Call, one of my best friends. We've never been a hundred percent about it though.

But I always noticed that we did kind of resemble each other…

"Well mother, I just asked you if you'd seen my god damn stereo, not if you stole it! So just calm your ass the fuck down!" I yelled back at her. I talked to her like that all the time and she never did anything about it, so my assumption is that she doesn't care. I hated her so much for a lot of things, but the main reason was her making us move from Forks to Dallas.

As you can imagine, it was a huge climate change. I hated the hot weather because it wasn't a normal hot, like around the 80, 90 degree range, no. It was in the 110, 120 degree range. And I fucking hated it.

"Don't use that tone of voice with me young lady! I could just make you stay and work on the farm with Max! I'll call Sam right now and tell him your ass is staying here!" she yelled as I lugged my bags down the stairs. I just rolled my eyes at her again.

I knew she'd never ever let me work on that stupid farm with her husband. She didn't even let me go out to the barn even though I went anyway to see my horse Ahyoka. She said it was because the barn was no place for a lady, as if she knew what being a lady was like.

I rode Ahyoka all the time when my mom wasn't home. She was the only thing that I'd miss from here. Yeah I had friends, but I was never close to any of them. They were more like lunch buddies if anything at all. I doubted that I'd miss them. You could say I was a loner, but it wasn't that at all.

I just don't like the people at that school. I never really fit into one group. It was extremely cliquey there. I'm half Quileute Indian, one forth white, and one forth black so most people can never really tell what I am. And most of the kids at my school were either Hispanic or white and they all hung out separated by race usually. Not because the school made them or anything, they chose to be that way.

I'm not very socially inclined either, especially because of the drama that happened to me a couple years ago. I'm sort of a pariah I guess, people avoid me. But I don't give a fuck.

I don't know the other parts of my heritage perfectly. All I know is that my mother is mixed. My grandpa is white, and my grandma is black. My mom never really liked my grandparents, and I have no idea why, so we never really were in contact with that part of my family. Once I really think about it, I was never really in close contact with either sides of my family.

I've met my father only once, and that was when I was 5. We'd lived close to La Push ever since I was a baby, and I would go to visit my brother every weekend and he would visit me on my birthday and on holiday's. He's 4 years older than me, so he always had somewhat of a better understanding of the situation than I did.

To me he was just Sam-face, my big brother. And to him I was Tape, his hyper little sister… but I was also the reason his dad left and the reason his mom was always depressed. I caused grief just about everywhere.

The last summer I was in La Push Sam took me to the beach with all of our friends. I was 11 and we knew that soon we wouldn't be seeing each other anymore. We had so much fun that day, no cares and no worries.

Jacob Black, Embry and Quil Ateara were all my right hand men and we hung out pretty much all the time. Leah Clearwater was with Sam and I remember how in love they were. Leah was like my big sister, Seth is her little brother and just a couple years younger than me, he was like my little brother. Rebecca and Rachel Black were also like my big sisters and they used to watch Jacob and I when we were little. Paul was Rachel's boyfriend and Jared was Sam's best friend. All of us were always together and they were like the family that I always wanted.

Even though we were all supposed to be having a good time before I was to leave, something was bothering me, and it had been bothering me for years. I felt if I was ever going to say it, it had to be now. My stomach churned as I had searched for the words.

"Sam-pie… do I ever bother you? Like… do you ever think that maybe, if I hadn't been born, dad and your mom would be together?" I had asked him once we were all done eating and we started heading home.

"What? No, you don't bother me, why would you think that? Did someone tell you that?" he said as he was holding my hand. He was 16, and he had scraggly hairs growing around his chin. His frame was lanky and he was beginning to look more and more like our dad. His mother made sure to point that out to him as often as possible.

"Well… I overheard my mom talking over the phone to dad saying how she understands how I may be a nuisance to you, him and everyone else, so that's why we're leaving. So I won't be a problem anymore..." I let go of his hand and sat down next to a rock that was next to the path that led from the beach. He sat down next to me and hugged me.

"You're not a nuisance, don't you ever think that. I would never wish that you hadn't been born. You're my sister and I love you. It doesn't matter the circumstances of how that came to be. Don't let anyone ever tell you differently alright?" He squeezed me tight and kissed me on the head. I hugged him back, wishing that I didn't have to leave behind my entire world. I didn't know what I was going to do without him. I was leaving behind Leah, who was supposed to become my sister and Jacob who was my best friend. All of my family was going to be so far away from me.

It broke me for a while, which I think was why my mom did it. I'm glad that I'm leaving now. I'll never miss this place or my mom. I think if someone told me while I was gone that she died or was hit by a car or something, I wouldn't cry. If anything at all I'd probably laugh at her. Dumb bitch… it would probably be her own fault.

I carried down the rest of my stuff, including my guitar case and three suitcases that contained my mass amounts of clothes, shoes and my stereo (which was in my mom's room. This bitch I swear…) I brushed past her and put my stuff in the back of my car. Now I was going back, and leaving behind the pit of hell that is Dallas Texas.

Sam-face here I come…

A/N: so if you're coming back and re-reading this, yes it's been edited. ALOT. Lol