I've added a little to the very end of this chapter, the story is about to really pick, up. Hope you like it!

My mother moved over to the door slowly, at an almost human speed. To tell you that I was nervous would be a lie. I wasn't so sure what I was feeling. I might finally be meeting this Jacob Black guy, my father of sorts. What if he hates me? What if I hate him? What if he managed to take me away?

The look on my face must have given away what I was feeling, because all of a sudden, Emmett had me in his giant arms. I loved my whole family, but aside from my mother and my dad, Emmett was my favorite. Sure he laughed at me as I fell, or tripped going up the stairs, or something "ridiculously human," but when it came right down to it he was always the first one there when I needed him; like right now.

"You'll be ok kiddo." He smiled at me, and I felt that much safer. "You remember when the Boogey man lived in closet?" I smiled up at him remembering when I was five and terrified to go anywhere near my closet, or have the lights shut off at night. The irony was not lost on me. I mean you live with vampires and are afraid to go into your closet because of a Boogey monster. "I didn't him hurt you or take you away did I?" It was funny to remember him going through my room to check for monsters, well, the real kind, with a baseball bat. He always made a show of it. Trying to be stealthy. I smiled at that thought. "So why would I let a couple of dogs take you? Come on," he lifted his hands like a scale, "Boogey man, or puppies?"

If they did take me away, I'd miss him the most. With that thought, all of my fear came back. But seconds after my eyes started to well with tears, I felt an unnatural calm wash over me. I looked up and smiled weakly at Jasper, he faintly smiled back.

Being in my own head, I hadn't noticed the door was open. There he was. That was him, I'd know him anywhere. Part of me wanted to hug him, the other part wanted to punch him in the face for what he did to my mother. I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there with Emmett.

He scanned the room, and his eyes stopped at me, I saw him sniff the air to I guess confirm who I was, but honestly, he should have just known by looking at me. My skin and hair were both just like his: dark. I'm not sure though, where I got my bright blue eyes, both of my parents seemed to have brown ones. Maybe my mom was a sluty and Jacob really isn't my father.

With that thought, my dad was standing in front of me. "Don't you ever think anything like that again." His eyes were dark, and very serious. Then guilt washed over me. It was partly my own, but I could tell it had been amplified. I hated when they did that. Sometimes I just wanted to at least feel normal things.

I starred at the ground until I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. When I looked up from feet, I saw him. I'd always been good at reading faces, but I couldn't get a grasp on his. He seemed shocked, angry, and confused. He tried to grab both of my shoulders I flinched away. He looked hurt. But hello, what was I supposed to do? I don't like it when strangers touch me.

"Jamie, he won't hurt you." My mother was now standing behind me, talking into my ear. "Jacob, this is your daughter, Jamie Alice-Rose Black-Cullen. She is-"

"Sixteen." He cut her off finishing what she was saying for her. He reached up and touched my cheek, then pulled me into a hug. It sounded like he was crying. He hugged me for what felt like an hour. Then he took a step back, and when he did I felt a rage wash over me. Then without even thinking, I hit him, hard. My fist landed against his cheek. I heard a crunch, when I stopped and looked down I realized it was my own hand.

"OWWW!" I screamed, as I jumped up and down like a kangaroo on speed. "What the hell!? God, flippin'…OWW!!" I looked up at him and have him my most venomous glare.

"Wow, like mother like daughter I guess." Emmett laughed, but before I realized it, he already had me by the waist carrying me over to where Carlise was unpacking his work bag. "You know, you shouldn't go around punching people in the face, I thought you'd know that by now. I mean, come on, you live with vampires." He was still laughing.

He was right, I should have known better. But I didn't think he'd be that hard.

"You bet your grounded butt that you should have known better." My dad was looking over at me. Most of my family was laughing at me, and some of the wolf-boys were too. "Not that I wouldn't have done the same thing." He glared over at Jacob, who looked up from shouting at my mother. It took him no time at all, to jump at my father, but it didn't take me any time to pull away from Carlise, and Emmett either.

Before I knew it, I was flying through the air at full speed, and when I lunged at him, I felt myself explode. I didn't' really have a plan so I stuck out my front paws. I felt my nails, or talons (they were huge) go into his flesh. We hit the floor, and I felt someone pull me off him. You are sooo lucky he pulled me off you, or I'd eat you for lunch, you cowardice dog! I shouted in my head, he and my father heard me.

Hate to break it to you, but you're a dog too. He shot back.

With that I just stared at him. He was right, I was a dog just like him. I hung my head. I looked around the room at the faces that surrounded us, I wanted to cry, scream, runaway and never come back. But I was sure they'd catch me. Emmett set me down on the floor, and I turned to look at him, and for the first time in my life, turned my nose up at the smell of him. It was no longer a safe smell, but a smell that made me want to hurt him. I couldn't take this, I ran, still in my wolf form to my room.

No one followed me, and I was grateful for that. I ran into my closet and just laid there on the ground. I could feel tears matting my fur. How could I do this? How could I want to hurt them? I wanted to change back, but I didn't know how, last time I was commanded to. So there I sat, in the darkness, alone, as a dog, for what seemed like forever.

When the door finally opened, it was my dad. He I couldn't believe that he would be around me while I was like this. Hell, I didn't want to be around me while I was like this.

"You know you can't hide up here forever." He sat down next to me.

I know, but I don't want to go down there. I…I just don't know.

"Yeah, I know, but, you do know that responsibility is a big part of being a Cullen, and that's what you are, not matter what else you may be." He put his hand on my head. "You will always be my little wanna be, no matter what happens."

Even if I kill Emmett? Or Alice?

Realization crossed his face. "Oh. Is that why you came up here, you didn't want to hurt anyone?" I nodded. "Jamie, I know right now you may by instinct want to hurt them, but you love them. You will learn how to control it. We'll all help, and hey, if you want to take a bite out of Emmett, I'm pretty sure he's done something to deserve it." We laughed, and I felt, better calmer.

With that feeling of calmness, and serenity, I did it, I phased back into my human form. He handed me a t-shirt and jeans from the closet, and I slipped it over my head. "So, I guess if I get angry I go all wolfy, if I calm down I turn back?" I questioned him, not knowing if he'd know the answer.

"Yep, for now, until you learn how to control it, that's how it will work."

"Then maybe I should stay away from Rosalie, for a while at least." With that we both laughed, but I knew it was true. I'm pretty sure she hated me. She never seemed to like me too much, almost as if she resented me being here.

"She doesn't hate you, and I wish you'd stop thinking that. You know it's just hard on her." With that he stood and walked out of the closet. "When you're ready come back down stairs, and if I could suggest," he waited for me to come out too, "bring you're iPod, and put one ear bud in. It may help control your temper." He walked out of the room.

I turned and looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but laugh, at the t-shirt he had me in. It was my "Bite Me" shirt. I laughed, I couldn't help it. Alice found it when we were going through my mom's old things. I guess it was from a TV show from when she was a kid. Something about a vampire slayer. I think I may have seen an episode, but the vampires were just so unrealistic it wasn't even funny. I headed down the stairs, but stopped in Esme's craft area and grabbed the red fabric paint. I took off my shirt and quickly wrote on the back of it. I quickly pulled the shirt back over my head, and put my hair in a pony tail, so the paint would dry, and continued down the stairs.

"YOU ARE NOT TAKING HER JAKE!" I heard my mothers shreaks before I reached the bottom.

"So are you telling me that YOU'RE going to teach her how to phase? Good luck with that. You listen like you used to, meaning that you DON'T!!" I could hear Jacob yell.

"How long would it take me to learn to phase? Like willingly, and gain control?" They all looked over at me, as if I had three heads.

"It depends, on the environment." Jacob seemed calm. "I'm not sure how living with vampires would affect it, but you could learn control in a few months, if you weren't."

I walked over, to where they were talking, which was past Emmett, and Jasper. Both in unison let out a booming laugh as they read my shirt. I smiled. Looking at them, questioning their sanity, my mother spun me around, and began to chuckle. Jacob didn't though.

"Oh that's cute." Alice said running over and hugging me. Reading my shirt out loud. "'Bite me…I'm a Cullen! Opps too late!' Why didn't I think of that?!" Everyone in of the Cullen's was laughing, the wolves however were not.

Trying to get the focus back on me, and not my shirt, "ok, well, I don't want to leave." He was about to speak, but I cut him off. "I love my life here. I love my family. Even if they are our natural enmies-" I was cut off.

"You will come back to La Push with us." I think that was Sam, because with that said, I felt my body jerk as I tried to walk out of the room.

"What the hell!? I'm not going back with you, you loud mouthed mutt!" I sputtered. I felt my hand start to shake. Crap, not now, not now. I remembered my music, and stuck the buds into my ears, and turned it all the way up. It was my lullaby. The one my dad had written me. He said my first laugh and the way my eyes lit up inspired it. Without thinking, I closed my eyes and sat hard on the ground. I heard them all yelling over my iPod. I opened my eyes, to see them in each others faces.

"You cannot do that!" My dad shouted. "You cannot give commands like that! She's not one of your lackeys! She is my daughter!"

"No, leech you she is my daughter! You can't have children, you're dead! You're worthless!"

That's it. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. They all looked over at me. In that moment, I knew what I had to do. I had to be an adult. "Listen to me," I got up in Jacobs face, "don't you ever speak like that to my dad again. As far as I'm concerned you are the only worthless person in this room! You and you're stupid wolf love thing, which is crap by the way, is the reason I'm not your daughter! He," I pointed at Edward, my dad, "was 10 times the dad that he never had to be! Do you understand that!?" Jacob just looked at me, I could see pain in his, eyes, but I didn't care. I looked over my shoulder, there was a small smile on my dad's face, and everyone of the Cullen's for that matter. Then I felt a wash of calm come over me, and the rest of the room. "Thanks Jasper." He just nodded. "Now here's the deal, I'll come back with you and you're whatever you want to call it, but for two months and that's it. If you can't teach me what I need to know by then, it's just too damn bad." I was on the verge of tears, couldn't believe what I was saying. But I knew this is the only way to get them to stop screaming.

With that said I ran back into my room, and through myself on my bed and began to cry harder than I ever had before in my life. I didn't want to go, but I knew I had to. It was the responsible thing to do and responsibility is a big part of being a Cullen.

Then I felt a hand on my back. I lifted my head, to see who it was. But it wasn't anyone I'd known.

"Who the hell are you?" I shot at her.

"You could call me an old family friend." She was stunning. She smelt like a werewolf, but she seemed wild, less tame then the others. "I know what you're going through, I understand the confusion, I was once there."

"Thanks but I doubt it. Did some stupid wolf love thing ruin your life?" I snapped coldly at her.

"It did actually. That's why I was so glad they found you." She smiled at me. It made me very uncomfortable.

"I'm going to…" I felt something hit me, really hard, in the side of the head, and everything went black.

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