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Chapter 1: Street Life

Nessie's POV

I ran as fast as my feet would allow me to run to escape the patrol cars that were chasing me down without mercy. I knew that if I stopped now it could very easily be the end of my life since I was considered armed and dangerous despite the fact that I had never killed anyone. I considered ditching the gun I was carrying but immediately decided against for several reasons. A. the gun would lead the police right to me. B. I needed the gun for protection. C. I needed the gun to hunt animals that lived in the forest I and my friends called home.

My heart pounded as I pushed myself to go faster and faster. I held onto the loaves of bread that I had stolen from the bakery for dear life. As soon as I saw an opportunity I turned right and hid in a dumpster in an alleyway. I tried to catch my breath but I felt extremely winded. I didn't know why I thought that I could still do this in my eighth month of pregnancy. Out of everyone else I had always had the greatest speed and stamina but my growing belly had definitely begun to alter that status.

I got very quiet when I heard footsteps fast approaching the alley and the dumpster.

"Where did she go?!" I heard one officer shout.

"She can't have gotten very far. She looked exhausted and did you see how pregnant she was? She could pop that baby out any time. She could not have gotten very far,"

"The day we catch that menace and those other kids will be a day to celebrate. Pregnant. Just what this world needs. Trash like her producing more trash,"

I tried as hard as I could to keep myself from crying. I could not help the circumstances that I was in. If it were up to me I would not be living in a cave hidden in the forest with nothing to eat but the food we stole or hunted. Or nothing to drink but water from the lakes. Water that we knew wasn't clean. Water that I was almost certain was the reason we had lost friends over the years.

It was not my fault that my own family decided to dump me when I was four, maybe even five years old. I don't remember my family. I just remember waking up one day here in the city and that was it. I wasn't the only street kid either. There were a lot of us. We banded together for security. There was only five of us left now. Lisa, Miguel, Olivia, Emma, and I. My friends call me Nessie but I'm pretty sure my name is Renesmee. The bracelet I was wearing at the time I woke up in the city all alone read Renesmee C. I also had a locket on me that said plus que ma propre vie which was French for more than my life. I still have no idea how but I've always been fluent in French, Spanish, and English. It came in handy sometimes.

I heard the officers walking around still searching the alley for me. Not once stopping to think and check the dumpster. I clutched the gun close to my chest. I never once needed to use it for anything other than killing animals for food but I was prepared to use it to defend myself. Okay that was a partial lie. I have used it in the past to rob people before but I would never kill anyone. I could never kill anyone unless it was for anything other than self defense.

How could the officers know that though when I was robbing the gun store of bullets every other week? How could they know that when all they know is that I have flashed it at people before? How could they know that when they have seen me with it? I did not exactly get the gun legally either. Actually I purchased it from a local gang that sells weapons on the black market. I didn't purchase it in the traditional sense either since I didn't have money. My friends and I needed protection and we needed a way to eat. Before we could hunt with a gun we'd go dumpster diving and eat all the scraps we could find.

So when we were about ten years old we approached Archie and his gang and asked if there was anything we could do to have a gun. He personally promised us both a gun for each and everyone of us and protection in exchange for one thing. Sex. All of us girls had to have sex with him and his gang whenever they wanted and if we denied we'd be killed. At ten years old I didn't know what sex was until we were forced to have it with them.

Seven years later and we were still keeping up our end of the bargain. Lisa was the first one to get pregnant two years ago at the age of fifteen. She had a little girl named Zoe. I was the second one to get pregnant.

"I think she's gone," I heard an officer say, snapping out of my thoughts.

"Oh well, we will catch her next time,"

"That's what we say every single time,"

"Well one of these days it will be true,"

I waited longer to make sure that they were truly gone before jumping out of the dumpster. I shook off all the trash that had stuck to my body. I breathed a sigh of relief that I had escaped again. I definitely would not be going another adventure like this until after I had given birth. I felt the baby moving inside of me and I smiled. I was careful to avoid any police officers as I left the city. It was getting dark and I wanted to get home as fast as possible. People usually avoided me when they saw me. Thinking I was some sort of dangerous criminal.

I made sure that there was no one following me as I went into the forest. My friends and I lived in a cave far away from any hiking trails. I knew these woods like the back of my hand and easily avoided streets that cut through the forest. The only thing that I had to worry about was animals. It wouldn't be the first time that a bear or a mountain lion had caught me by surprise.

It was completely dark despite the fire my friends had setup to cook whatever they had managed to hunt today. As I got closer though I realized that there wasn't anything cooking over the fire. It was merely for warmth. That didn't surprise me however. Often times hunting was unsuccessful. So all we had was the loaves of bread that I had stolen.

"It was the best I could manage to get," I said as passed it around to everyone.

"Oh well. It's better than no food at all," Lisa said as she held nine month old Zoe close to her.

"By the way I don't think I can manage these trips into the city anymore. Not until after I have the baby. I nearly got today,"

"Don't worry about Nessie. We will make do with what we can for now," Miguel spoke.

"I'm not sure the forest is going to be safer for much longer," Emma added. "I saw people in the forest today,"

"Oh no there she goes again," Olivia rolled her eyes. "Emma has been going on and on about people she saw in the forest today. People with gold eyes and pale skin or some shit like that,"

"I swear I saw them! You can't imagine people as beautiful as these people were," Emma said defensively.

"Look can we just get to sleep already?" I yawned. The day's events had left me exhausted and also I was starting to feel feverish.

I went to lay down and closed my eyes. This was the second time in twenty four hours that I could feel a fever coming on. In the city I had heard rumors that there was a strain of the flu virus spreading like wildfire. I'd never been sick before and I hoped I wasn't about to now.

With that final thought I fell asleep for the night.

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