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"Mutt? What are you doing out here? It's getting cold." Papa put his jacket over my shoulders. I pulled it closer, even though it smelled a little bit. His smell used to bother me, but now I barely noticed it anymore. "Oh." He had just seen the grave I was looking at.

"I never did get a chance to thank him," Papa said more to himsefl than anymore.

I looked up at the sky. "I think he allready knows."

He squeezed my shoulders. "Come home when you're ready, alright?"

"Sure, sure."

So let's get this straight. Acording to law, I am an orphan who lives with my mother's younger sister, and her new husband. Can you guess who they are? Yep. Aunt Rose and Uncle Emmett. And my mother? She is my sister. Sick, isn't it? And Papa? My sister's boyfriend. No wonder I have issues.

Whenever I go some place, Aunt Rose has to take me because, by law, my mother is dead.

We live in the house we had since I was five. We should have moved, but mom wanted me to have as normal of a childhood as I was capable of. Which included still living in the boring town of Forks, Washington. And my life is the most boring thing you could ever imagine. Hue-rah.

I started walking home from the cemetary when a black jaguar pulled up beside me. A blond boy with pale blue eyes and the palest skin I had ever seen (besides my family) stuck his head out the window. He gave me a wolfish grin and howled. "Hey babe, what are you doin' walking down a deserted road alone? Don't you know there are some people that would love to have their way with you?" He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

I rolled my eyes and continued to walk.

"Come on babe! Get in the car." He patted the seat beside him. "You can sit next to daddy."

"I think not."

"Why not? All I want is LOVE!" He whined the last word.

"Shove it, Zane."

"Fine be that way. I'll just find some other girl. You know how they all love me!" He looked at me sideways to see if he had hit a nerve.

Not today. "You do that."

"Ree, seriously though, you should get in. It's cold outside." He looked real worried about me. I didn't see the need to tell him that it was impossible for me to get cold anymore. For appearances sake, I pulled my jacket closer to myself.

"Fine, if you insist." I opened the car door and moved his hand. "That needs to go, 'daddy'"

He smiled at me and turned the heat up some.

I looked at how he dressed today. As normal, he wore a black shirt, that clinged to his muscles, with some heavy metal band name, a pair of somewhat baggy black jeans, and brown combat boots. His hair was in his eyes, as it always was, and was perfect.

Out of the blue he asked me one of my favorite questions.

"So Ree, what do you want for your birthday?"

Since mom still refused to except gifts from Papa, I was always in the receiving end of Papa's gifts. He saw it as if he couldn't spoil the wife, spoil the child. I got gifts sometimes just because Papa felt a whim to buy me something. I never complained.

My eyes lit up. "Well, since you asked, what I would love for my birthday is jewlery, and for you to spend the day with me. Anything to get away from the family."

"And here I thought it was because of my wit."

I slapped his shoulder lightly and laughed at him. "What wit?"

"Hey be nice to me. You might need me for something one day!" He fake cried.

"Whatever you say..."

He ignored me.

It came to a point where I was going to scream if he didn't talk to me. I ran a hand down his bicept and looked up at him. He looked back down at me. That was a very good sign. "You know, my family's not home so you can come over..."

He smiled at me. "What do you have in mind?"

I made my voice as husky as possible to mess with his head a little bit. "Well, I was thinking..."

What were you thinking?" His hand started to travel to my knee.

I put my hand on top of his, moved it, and I smiled at his impatience. I made my voice normal again. "I was thinking we could watch gore movies and eat my aunt and uncle out of house and home. What do you think?"

"Not as good as what I was thinking, but it'll work." He gave me the dirtiest grin he had.

"How about this then. I'll hide my head behind your shoulder when I get scared?" I never got scared, but there was no need to tell him that.

"I'll take it." He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

Then we headed over to my house. Hopefully, they were still gone or had the sence to stay upstairs.

(Author's Note: EPOV)

I'd kill him. Maybe tear off his genitals. Maybe shoot him with the gun I bought when Desiree turned 12. Maybe suck him dry. Maybe send him to the Volturi. As long as he wasn't downstairs putting moves on my daughter.

Jasper was in the room with me, and had put a hand on me to calm me down. It wasn't working very well, though. I pushed off his hand and started to head downstairs to get rid of him. But before I could, Bella grabbed my hand and pulled me into the closet.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" She put her hands on her hips.

"I could ask you the same thing." I gave her my crooked grin I knew still worked on her.

"I asked you first."

"Fine. If you must know, I just about to march down stairs and pull that boy away from her. Then I was going to get Emmett to measure her windows for bars," I started matter of factly.

"I don't think so buster."

"And how do you plan to stop me?" I rose an eyebrow.

"I have my ways." She opened the door and said Alice's name. She popped out of no where.

"Yes?"

"Could you please dispose of your brother for the moment? I have the feeling that if we left him to his own devices, he'd be downstairs as soon as he could." She smiled and batted her eyelashes at me. In responce I glared at her. She just laughed.

"No problem." Alice grabbed my arm. "Edward, how do you feel about shopping? There's these wonderful shoes that I think would make me look taller! And they're green with blue stripes! And your jacket is starting to look so old! I'm thinking black leather..."

I heard Bella laugh at me. She will pay later.

(Author's Note: DPOV)

At this moment in time, I had my head hidden behind Zane's shoulder. And the sad thing is that I was actually scared this time. The monster had just eaten the girl, and was cutting up her boyfriend into tiny pieces and feeding him to his dogs. At least the part he didn't eat himself. I screamed and pulled him closer to me.

He laughed and kissed my head.

I just pulled him closer.

The monster started to eat the boy's brain and he didn't have very nice table manners. There was brain goop everywhere. Blood was running down his chin and everything. Then he looked into the camera and it ended.

And Zane being the sweet person that he was, put in the sequel. In the opening scene alone, the same monster carried off a boy took him back to his home and started to cut him up. Lovely.

Zane wrapped an arm around my shoulder and for once I didn't complain. I put my head on his chest and hid my head into it. It was a lot more comfortable than hiding behind his shoulder.

Then I heard something upstairs. I looked at the top of them and saw Papa. I gave him a death glare and whispered, so low that Papa couldn't hear me, to Zane, "My sister's boyfriend is watching us. How do you feel about giving him a show?" I smiled at him.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Something like this..." Then I kissed him.

We kept on kissing until I knew Papa went to go see Uncle Jasper to make sure he didn't kill Zane. Sometimes it's awsome knowing that my best friend was convenienty was off the opposite sex and we could make it look like we were dating even though we weren't.

I knew one thing though, Papa was going to kill me when Alice was done with him and Zane went home.

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