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Chapter 2

Renesmee POV

"Just give her a chance." I whispered to Kat who stared at Louisa through the rear-view mirror of her Sedan. She flicked her gaze to me, taking her eyes off the road momentarily as she glared at me. I smiled sweetly and she rolled her eyes.

She parked up in Port Angeles and hopped out the car. Sam, Jen and Louisa followed behind us, Sam and Jen keeping Louisa occupied and talking to her as best they could. I ran up to Kat and caught her arm.

"Jeeze, what's she done for you to hate her?" I asked her, laughing once. Kat rolled her eyes once again before sighing.

"Ugh. It's just the way she comes here and takes my brother away and everyone's talking about her and it's all about her." She took a deep breath before turning her head to face me as we walked. Her eyes were anguished and frustrated. Her features scrunched up in a way that wasn't too flattering. "It's like all Kane can talk about is 'Louisa this... Louisa that.' And I know it's childish of me, but I'm getting fed up of becoming second best to her." She sneered.

"You know you'll never be second best. It's only because she's the new girl that she's talked about." Her features softened but she gave a small sigh.

"I know. I just don't like it. I've always been first with him and vice versa. It's a twin thing." She smiled and I laughed – lightening the mood.

"Just give it some time and try to get to know her. I bet she's really nice actually and it'll soon blow over. Or, talk to Kane." Kat smiled down at me – I've always been shorter than every other person I've met.

"Man I've missed you Ren. Don't ever go away for so long again!" I giggled as she pulled on my arm playfully, slowing down to wait for the others.

"My feet hurt." Jen moaned from beside me as we walked back to Kat's Sedan. I laughed.

"Oh get over it woman. You can sit in a minute." She scowled.

"It's alright for some vampire hybrids who don't feel such pain." She whispered so that no others could hear. Kat was trying her best to like Louisa and was currently talking to her and Sam in front of us.

"Actually, I do feel it, but it takes a little longer. I'm only half a freak." She giggled and we continued to walk, dumping our numerous shopping bags in the trunk of the car once we reached it. The sunset caused a purple bruise in the sky as we jumped into the car. Thick black clouds cast over it – a sure sign of impending rain for Forks.

"Weather's nice." Sam snorted from the front.

"What do you expect in Forks?" We all laughed – including Louisa.

"How are you liking Forks so far?" I asked her. I'd opted to sit in the back with Louisa and Jen this time so I could have the chance to talk to Louisa. She glanced towards me. Her eyes peeking through her lashes. Her ringlets still covering her face slightly.

"It's okay. There's a lot of rain." Her voice was quiet and slow. Still, the shyness hadn't worn off. Her simple answer frustrated me – it's hard to make conversation with someone who seems so out of place. Jen watched our exchange with interest.

"Where did you live before here?" I asked her in the hope of having a better answer to this one.

"New York."

"Wow. I went there when I was little with my sister. It's a great place to be." She nodded once and gave a small smile and that was the only interaction she had with us the entire ride.

"Where do you live Louisa?" Kat called from the front. Her head snapped up and I saw a glimpse of panic creep across her face, but she hid it before the others noticed. I frowned.

"Could you drop me off at the school? It's easier for me to walk from there." Her voice was louder, much more confident and she smiled sweetly through it. It was the longest sentence she'd ever said and I wondered what brought on the change. Jen's expression matched mine and she simply shrugged when she caught my eye. She sunk back into her seat and covered her face with her hair again.

"Urm, yeah, sure." Kat stuttered as she pulled up to Forks High minutes later. Louisa thanked her quickly and jumped out the car. She hadn't bought anything from town and so left empty handed down the road. "You know, she scares me. It's like she's got MPD." I giggled.

"She doesn't have Multiple Personality Disorder. She's just... Different?" Jen suggested.

"Different is an understatement." Sam scoffed from the front.

"Oh don't be mean. It's got to be hard on her being new." I called out.

"Yeah, but you were never like this." Sam replied.

"Everyone deals with things in their own way. Maybe something traumatic happened to her." I suggested.

"But she wouldn't tell us anyway." Jen told us.

"That's true. She's scarily quiet."

"Just a bit." I laughed and sighed into my chair as Kat continued to drove us all home one by one.

"I'm home!" I called as I walked through the front door of the Cullen mansion. I kicked off my boots and hung up my jacket. "Hello?" I yelled once again. I frowned and put my hands on my hips. Out of an entire 8 vampires with super-human hearing, none of them are in? Or none of them can hear me? I walked through the house checking each room. "Mom? Alice?" Still no sign of any of them.

"Nessie?" I turned at the sound of a high, bell-like voice behind me.

"Alice? Where is everyone?" Her face was pained and upset. I knew vampires couldn't cry but living with Mom for so long in the way that she was, I knew when a vampire wanted to cry. "What's happened Alice?" I asked her as I took a step towards her. She took my arm gently.

"I don't think it's my place to say. I saw you coming home and had to come and get you. Your Mom's over at Charlie and Sue's house. You should come." I nodded and slipped my boots back on.

"Is she okay?" I asked her as we walked out the front door. She glanced at me and I knew the answer then. Evidently, she wasn't. I panicked and pushed myself to run faster as we flew through the forest that led to the back of Grandpa Charlie's home. Possibilities flashed through my head. Was someone hurt? Mom? Grandpa Charlie? Sue? Only something major would cause every vampire in our family to go to Charlie's home. Although they had all become more like allies now ever since the Victoria incident, the amount of vampires in one room, with the amount of volatile wolves was not a great combination.

Alice was close on my tail as we neared Grandpa Charlie's home. She kept up speed and we jumped over his back fence and through the sliding doors. I took a deep breath as I walked in and ignored the ache in my stomach from running so hard.

"She's in there." Alice pointed to the living room and I frowned when I heard mumbling voices – but that was overshadowed by the sound of crying and dry sobs. I ran into the room, the scent of vampires and wolves filled my nostrils as I scanned for my Mom.

"Renesmee..." She wheezed from the corner. My father was comforting her – her head on his shoulder before she saw me.

"Mom what's happened?" I weaved through the masses of people in one small room and sat down in front of her. She pulled me towards her, gripping onto me for dear life whilst the others simply watched. She pulled back and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Her eyes were distant and pained, darker than usual – almost as if she hadn't hunted in months – and her cheeks were paler than normal. She showed all the signs of a crying vampire – a sobbing vampire. I could only assume the worst.

Although I'd seen my mother cry before, it was never direct. She'd always been so careful to hide it, but I always knew. The way her eyes changed colour and her face was paler. Tears may not spill, but it's hard to ignore signs like those. I'd hear her some nights in her room when I couldn't sleep – mainly when I was very young and the pain and depression was a lot more raw – but she always seemed so graceful and dignified about it, as if it hadn't actually happened. But as I stared at my mother now, I realised I've never seen her quite like this before – so open about what it is that's hurting her, breaking down in front of other's like this. I guess she'd done it in the past to protect me, but it only added gravitas to the situation at hand.

"Mom? What, happened?" I pronounced each word slowly, waiting for an explanation. She took a deep breath and I scanned the room. The entire Cullen family was here, pretty much the entire wolf pack and most of the imprints excluding Jen and Sam. Lara sat in a corner, Seb by her side trying to comfort her with whatever had happened. But she didn't move, she didn't react to his touch or look at him or anyone. She seemed so vulnerable and her hard exterior had vanished. Sue was surrounded by older native men and a few girls. Her head in her hands. I frowned, knowing there was someone missing from this picture. "Where's Grandpa Charlie?" I asked her. Her eyes darkened and she pulled me closer once again, gripping tightly as she dry sobbed against me.

"I'm sorry Nessie..." She whispered in between cries.

"For what? What's happened?" I asked them, frustrated with the lack of information, she looked to my father with pleading eyes. Whatever it was, was too hard for her to tell me herself. He cleared his throat and turned to me.

"Nessie, you're grandfather, he had a heart attack this afternoon and was taken into hospital." He paused and shifted next to Mom. "Nessie, he died a few hours ago."

And that was it.

I went limp in Mom's grasp and sank back onto the floor, ignoring all of those around me. I was sure my expression matched Layla's and for once, I felt like I could empathize with her. I felt other tings become unimportant. The sounds of others crying made the pain a whole lot worse. I'd only been able to know my grandfather in person for a few months – the things that I wished I could have done but didn't have the chance to. We'd arranged to go out and about at the weekend to get something to eat with Mom – even if she didn't eat. He wanted to see us all now that we were back. The times I'd walked in and seen him sat in his wingback chair with the newspaper in his lap watching the game on TV. He'd smile up at me and his face would light up. He'd crack a joke about how I hadn't changed and we'd sit and talk for a while.

Lara might walk in every now and then, but she'd brush past me without saying a word. On the odd occasion, Sue would walk in and sit with us. She was a lot less apprehensive with me – I guess it was the much more striking human qualities that I had compared to the others in my family. But none of that mattered anymore. I wouldn't be able to do that again.

I leaned back against what must have been the coffee table in Grandpa Charlie's living room.

"Nessie?" I didn't know or care who was calling my name. I'd just lost someone who I barely got the chance to get to know. Mom always told me how great he was when I was little. She liked to talk about him and Renée and all the other Cullen's and I learnt a lot about him. He was caring and never seemed to intrude. He let you keep your own personal space but got involved when he had to. Grandpa was respected around Forks for being Chief of Police and I know that I won't be the only one who grieves – the entire town will. "Nessie?" The voice called again.

I shook my head lightly, not wanting to talk to anyone. My throat closed up and I cursed myself for wanting to cry. I never showed such outright emotion in this way before – I never had the chance until recently – and I didn't want to start making that a frequent thing. My chin quivered and that's when I felt it. Thick tears plummeting down my face. A continuous stream, yet I remained silent, huddled on the floor as I thought about who I had just lost after so little time.

I had no right to feel like this when I think about all the others. Sue had helped my Grandfather through his entire ordeal after my mother left. She had the right to cry and grieve for her lost husband – again. Lara cared for him when I wasn't there. I would've been here all the time if I could. She had the right to grieve. But that didn't excuse the fact that he was my grandfather and I loved him – I should have the right to grieve.

"Where is she?" I heard someone call. Who it was, or who they wanted didn't matter.

"Over here." Someone closer to me whispered.

"Oh Nessie, I'm so sorry." Warm arms wrapped around me and I was surrounded by a warm, woodsy scent – the one that belonged to my Jacob. His embrace brought me back to where I was and I let loud sobs escape my mouth as I gripped on to him tightly.

"Sh Ness, everything will be okay."

I wanted to believe him, I really did.

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