I sat in the uncomfortable chair, watching people pass me by as they hurried to their own flights, busy with their own lives to notice me.

Washington. I'm in Washington... going to a town named after silverware. Fuck, how did it get to this... I can't believe I slipped this bad. If I can just show Mom that i'm doing good she'll let me go home. She'll forget about it all, she loves Chicago too much to leave. I can't believe she sent me here.

I fought with my mom as hard as I could, but she was stubborn and didn't budge. After my time in the hospital, she argued my back into rehab, it was new place and it was a lot cheaper. They did all the same things there, counseling and relaxation. They helped work me through my withdrawals and I thought when I got out it would have blown over but my mom packed all my stuff and told me I was going, she played on my guilt so that I wouldn't be so hard to deal with. I said goodbye to my friends, some of them cried and some of them didn't really care, but it was natural. People moved away do often, I lost friends all the time, and once you leave you don't keep in touch.

My mom somehow, miraculously, talked to the hospital about her plan for me. Last time I was there, I spent the night in jail had to wait for bail to be posted, went to a hear and was sentenced to mandatory rehab. I don't know how she did it, but she convinced them to let us leave, my mom did have a knack for getting people to do what she wanted. Another reason why I was sitting in an airport in Seattle.

"There she is," I turn to the gruff voice of my uncle. "Wow, Raena you've gotten so big!," he marveled. My uncle Charlie was just as he had been, tall, dark and serious. His black hair had some strands of gray but his thick black mustache showed no signs of aging. He was wearing some casual faded jeans, a gray tee with a red plaid shirt over top.

"Hey uncle Charlie," I stand up and he hugs me with a quick pat on the back.

"I haven't seen you since you were this tall," he brings his hand to my shoulder. "Been what, 4, 5 years?"

I smile awkwardly," Yeah, it's been a while." I last saw Charlie when he came to Chicago for Thanksgiving, my mom had insisted because he had been living alone for so long and his daughter was too far away. My cousin, Isabella, had lived with her mom in Arizona, but my mom told me she move up here a few years ago.

"I'm glad you could come," he smiled and grabbed my suit case. "Truck's this way," he led me though the airport to a rusted old orange pickup. That is so ugly, I kept the thought from slipping out. Charlie tossed my things in the back and I climbed in the drove in silence at first, I knew Charlie wasn't big on talking and I had nothing important to say, but after the first hour I couldn't take it.

"I'm sorry we missed the wedding, the pictures were beautiful, Isabella was so gorgeous."

Charlie smiled," She was the prettiest bride I had ever seen."

"She also has a kid now?," I remembered my mom mentioning an baby.

"Yes, she has a daughter. Her and Edward adopted a little girl, Renesmee."

"Renesmee, how pretty." She is going to hate growing up with that, I laughed internally.

"She is a great little girl, now she'll finally get to meet her second cousin, you."

"Oh, yeah. That'll be fun."

"I haven't told Bella you're coming either, I'm sure she'll be happy to see you."

"Wow, yeah... I haven't seen her since I was like 10..."

"She's all grown up now," Charlie said solemnly.

The conversation went stale and I ended up falling asleep. Charlie woke me up when we got back to the house, it was around mid-afternoon but the sun was nowhere to be seen, hidden by a thick layer of clouds.

"Hello!," a smiling women stepped out of the house. "You must be Raena," she hugged me tightly.

"Oh" I pull away quickly.

"Uhm, Raena," Charlie rushes beside me. "This is Sue, she's my... she's my girlfriend."

"Oh..., mom didn't tell me you had a girlfriend." I looked this women over, she had long dark and was about my height. She had some curves and looked like she might have native american, definitely not white.

Charlie sighed," That's because I haven't told her yet."

I quickly turn to my uncle," you haven't told your sister about your new girlfriend? How long have you been with her?"

"Well..." Charlie sighed again.

"Charlie and I have been dating for about a year now," Sue stepped over to Charlie.

"A year!? Why haven't you told my mom!," I crossed my arms.

"I haven't told Diane because I know how she gets about these things. I knew that she was busy with...," he coughed,"... her new job."

New job? She's had this job for 10 years... you mean me, I corrected him in my head. She's been busy dealing with me...

I roll my eyes," Whatever."

Charlie and Sue look at each other," Well, uhm, you can have Bella's old room," Charlie pulls my suitcase into his house. "I cleaned it out and it still has a bunch of... of girl stuff," he muttered while going up the stairs. "This is it."

I walked into the room, it was way bigger than my room back home. It had a big bed, a dresser, a closet, a desk, and some left over space. All I had was a bed and a closet, and a mirror that leaned on the wall from the floor where I did my makeup.

"Wow...," I smile and look around. "This is fucking amazing."

"Ugh... oh. yeah. Uhm, thanks," Charlie stutters, just as awkward as I remembered. He was leaving the room before he turned back around," Ugh, you're mom called the school, you're all set up to start on Monday. Sue even went out and got you some school stuff," he gestured to the chair at the vanity that had a backpack and some notebooks.

"Oh, thanks...," I put my hands in my pockets.

"I'll uh, I'll let you unpack and call and see if Bells is free to do something later."

"Okay... sure." Not like I have anything better to do here, I thought after he shut the door.

I put most of my clothes on the hanger provided for me and then the rest were put in the dresser. This is such a nice room, wow... this is crazy. I can't believe I'm here... in Forks... in Washington. I laid on the bed, the soft comforter felt so nice, I almost wanted to fall asleep again. I pulled out my phone, no new messages. I texted my mom that I made it safe and sound, then took out my laptop and scrolled through my Myspace account until Uncle Charlie came back.

"Bella is free for dinner, she says she'll stop by," he peeked through the door.

"Okay, great, I'm really hungry."

"Great," he said before closing the door.

After awhile, Charlie came back to tell me that Bella was here, I went down and was actually surprised to see her. Damn, she's so pretty. Last time I saw here she had an overbite and had like no tits. She was like nine then though. She had long crimson hair and bright brown eyes. She was thin, but still had some curves, her face was pointed and her lips were plump. She looked pale yet very tan all at once, like there was heat from within her to keep her warm. She looks so different from her wedding photos... I thought.

"Hey Raena" Isabella smiled at me before giving me a quick hug. "It's good to see you."

"Hey Isabella, yeah, it's been a long time."

"Oh, it's just Bella."

"Oh, okay," I turned to see the man behind her. He was tall and had short brown hair and also really light brown eyes, almost golden. He smiled at me before Bella introduced him," Oh Raena, this is Edward, my husband."

"Oh hi" I shook his hand.

"Pleasure to meet you, Raena."

"Yeah, good to meet you too."

"GRANDPA CHARLIE," A child ran past me to hug my uncle, she had to of been at least ten years old, No way that's the kid they adopted.

"Hey there Nessie," he scooped her up into the air.

"That's our daughter," Bella smiled. "Renesmee."

JESUS FUCK! THEY ADOPTED A TEN YEAR OLD! WHAT?! I closed my jaw, it had unknowingly fell open.

"Oh... uh wow. Uhm, yeah my mom told me you had a baby... but she is... she is not a baby."

Edward chuckled," Yes, Renesmee is our daughter."

"Haven't you guys only been married like a year?," I whispered. The kid probably knows she's adopted right, she's fucking ten. If they've only had here for a year, then she's been in the foster system for while. But adopting a baby and adopting a pre teen are two different things, this people are insane!

"Who is that, mama," Renesmee asked, her deep brown eyes looking at me.

"This is your cousin, this is Raena."

"Hello," I waved to her, I was so bad with children.

Renesmee just stared at me, before turning back to Charlie. "Grandpa, I want to watch the penguins!"

"The penguins? Alright, let's go watch it!"

Charlie left the room, leaving me alone with Bella and her husband.