(This is Nessie Cullens life after Breaking Dawn. Well, once she's all grown!)

Disclaimer: I do not and will never own Twilight or any of these charecters (only in my dreams, right?)

Ch: 1

Leaving

I was sitting in my room – in that small cottage – in the expansive woods of Forks Washington – ignoring my only chore for the day. I was to pack up my belongings to get ready for the move tomorrow. The move away from the only place I had ever known. Away from my home, and yes, I was being a baby about it.

Physically – I was 17, but really – I was only 12. But I was as smart as – I acted like – and in all ways that counted – I was 17 years old. I finally stopped growing – so it was time to move. Yay. My parents wanted me to have a "real life." As if their version of a real life was anywhere close to mine. Their version was for me to be a freshmen (although I'm already smarter than a freshmen in collage thanks to home schooling by my dad – Edward Cullen – an one hundred year old vampire,) in high school. In a high school in a god forsaken town where the sun hardly shines. I didn't care enough to learn the name. As this freshman I would be – pretending to be 14, and to be the adoptive sister of my parents and my aunts and uncles. This might just scar me for my immortal life. My version of life was here. In this god forsaken town where the sun never shines, and where my grand father lives. Where my friends live, the small amount of friends I have that consist of a wolf pack, and not even everyone in that wolf pack. Most of them hate me just because I'm half vampire. My life was in this cottage, or in these woods. I didn't care if I couldn't come out into public; I liked this version of life. Where I didn't need many friends, and where most of my friends were my family. And where I could run anytime of day out in the woods with my family or my best friend – Jacob Black.

I glanced over at the clock. It was 10:59 am – I was expected to be completely packed in exactly one minute. I turned to look at the door – and just like always my parents didn't disappoint. My mother (Bella Cullen,) Came fluttering in the door with her unbelievable grace. Of course holding hands with my dad, and dragging him into the room. They were both smiling and laughing, as always. They were also always touching! It was nerve wrecking sometimes to see the deep soul consuming (that's exactly what it is because my mother gave her soul up for my father – to become a vampire and be with him for eternity,) love they have for one another.

"Nessie, darling, Jake…" She trailed off when she saw that I ignored my chore for the day. I started to squirm.

"Yes, mother, dear?" I asked with sarcasm and fake innocence. If it was possible for a vampire to turn red with anger – she would have – but it wasn't (thank god,) so she just glared at me and it made my heart beat quicken. "Sorry." I whispered. If she was human she wouldn't have been able to hear it. She nodded her head, forgiving me. My dad wasn't as forgiving especially when it's something that hurts my mom, as we all knew I just did by being a bitch.

"Renesmee Cullen! You are to never do you hear me, never speak to your mother like that again!" He boomed at me while unconsciously taking a huge step forward like he was going to lunge at me (thank god he wasn't crouching.) I instinctively took five quick steps backwards. My wonderful, sweet, caring, and loving mother saw that (thank god.)

"Edward," Her voice is always cradling her name like a baby. Or like if she didn't it would be a crime. Like my father's name was some special gift needing special care. My mother always so careful was staring at my father as his eyes bore into me. With such a menacing look on his face, like he was contemplating whether I was even worth the effort anymore or if he should just kill me now. I felt like a failure. I took another step backwards and my mom shot me an apologetic look. "Stop it darling. She's a teenager; of course she's going to get a little snippy with her mother!" He still stared at me and I felt hopeless. I made my father hate me so much he couldn't even stop looking like he was about to kill me. "Damn it Edward Cullen! She's your daughter and you're scarring her! What are you thinking?" She said while running over to me and wrapping her arms around me. I made my father hate me. He seemed to snap out of a haze. He shook his head then walked over to the both of us. He put a hand on my mothers shoulder with the other he stroked my hair. "Darlings, I'm so sorry. Nessie, my dear and beloved daughter. I was just…"

"What were you dad?"

"I don't know! It's hard to hear you talk to your mother like that. I have an instinct to protect her from anything threatening. Even just some hateful words from her teenage daughter. Forgive me Nessie? I really wasn't trying to scare you."

"Of course I'll forgive you. And mom?"

"Yes baby?" She said while grabbing my hand and stroking it.

"I'm sorry. And thank you."

"No problem and Edward dear I'm sorry for yelling." She kissed my father lightly.

"Don't be I'm sorry for my actions."

"I know. But now Nessie?"

"Yea?"

"What the hell were you thinking? We gave you one job for today! One instruction and you blatantly ignored it! WHY?"

"I don't want to move."

"Nessie dear neither do we. But Forks isn't our home." My dad said.

"Then where is our home?"

"Our home is where ever the three of us are together."

"Yea, yea. Every parent says that. Where every the family is together and happy. I get it."

"No, happiness is just a wanted perk. Home – for us – Is where ever the three of us are together. Period." Said my dad.

"It's a necessity to move – I don't want to move. I'll miss your grandpa everyday! But please, for us? For your family? So we can be with your Aunts, Uncles, and other grandparents? Please?" Pleaded my mom. My grandparents left months ago (no longer being able to pass as what age they were trying,) while my aunts and uncles left a week ago to get the new home ready.

"Yea, I guess I'll stop whining. Now I have to pack, don't I?" I pouted.

"No, Jacob is waiting for you in your guy's clearing. We'll meet you at grandpa's house since you'll be so close, when you smell us go to his house and walk in with us," My mom said in all of two seconds.

"It's not our clearing! It's mine!" I sounded like a two year old, but he always pissed me off every time he tried to claim what was mine was his and Vice Versa. I didn't know what gave him the nerve to do this, but he still did it.

"Yes dear I know," my mom said amused. My family always found it hilarious every time I acted my actual age – or younger. "But he has to tell you some thing, so keep an open mind!"

"She doesn't have to Bella," His voice cradling her name just like her voice did to his name. God, their love for each other affected every aspect of their beings. It affected their looks, their actions, and even their voices! "She's to perfect for him any ways, my beautiful daughter!" My dad mused. He winked at me and I started laughing. My mom started playing with one of my curls.

"Your absolutely right, but he's my best friend and deserves happiness," they were confusing me. I didn't know what the hell they were talking about. I got up and threw open my window letting the strong November wind blow through. This was my version of life – crouching on my window seal, jumping through, and running into the forest – being free and wild.

"Your confusing the hell out of me so I'm going to meet Jake, love you!" Then I jumped.