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I was putting up a fit at first, I despised dressing up. But I decided with myself, that our family only got this celebration, we did not celebrate thanksgiving, well I did but not how humans did. So I wasn't going to spoil my aunts good time, and another thing, a more important thing then that, was the fact that Jake would be here, I wanted to look absolutely perfect for him.
I sat at the massive counter in Alice's bathroom, I was wearing my robe because my aunt Alice didn't want to get my outfit covered in hair products and make-up. My aunt Alice flew around me like a jet-black hair colored blur, no human eye could catch her but my eyes could, one vampire trade I possessed was the incredible vision they had. When she was done, the top layer of my bronze hair had been pinned back, while the rest of the hair underneath hung in delicate large ringlets, my eyes where defined by a thin coat of sparkling eye-shadow, and my lips where a slight pink to define them more. Even I was amazed at how I looked, vampires were naturally beautiful, but I also had natural human beauty mixed in.
She lead me to my birthday dress which was a rather more mature dress then what I was use too, but I really liked it, the dress was a deep black with velvet material, the straps criss-crossed on my back, and the length passed my thighs, not yet touching my knee's. After dressing, I was paranoid that I had some of the dress tucked in my underwear, so I twirled to double check, everything seemed to be in order, I stepped outside of the bathroom and walked down the hall. Dressing like this I saw as Unnecessary, I was just having my family.
Or so I thought, but like I mentioned before, my aunt Alice had other plans when my foot stepped on the first step of the stair-case I was greeted not just by the faces of my family but by the Denali coven as well. My father was having a conniption fit about my dress, and he was scalding Alice.
"Oh, lighten up Edward, what did you expect me to dress her in a baby-dress with Lollipops on it?" my aunt Alice said, crossing her arms.
"No, But I told you, nothing too short, and nothing provocative!"
But it wasn't them that my eyes set on a search for. I walked down the stairs with my eyes flashing across the room, looking for only one familiar face. I got to the landing, and the Denali's swarmed me with hugs, Garrett stayed further away. He wasn't a very good vegetarian but he was not giving up on one account. And that was his mate he met when I was but a child, I admired the strength, and my father was still amazed with his power.
When a few minutes had passed and the excitement quieted down, I stood by the door anxiously waiting to hear the rabbit, or see him walking up. I finally went to my dad and asked him if he could hear him, his face was sad as he shook his head back and forth. I frowned, and stood by the door, a few minutes passed...then an hour...then another hour, I finally decided to give up and sit down, I put on a smile for my family but my father and uncle Jasper knew my thoughts and emotions, I was sad. I wanted one thing for my birthday, and Sam probably had him running, or he was probably too exhausted and slept, feeling my sadness and pondering my uncle Jasper's calming power took over me. And for once, I was thankful, so I could lie convincing to my family.
The Denali's thrust presents into my face as I sat down to open presents,
"Open mine first, you'll love it" Kate said with a smile.
"Please don't get a paper-cut..." my father pled, to himself
I gave her the same smile, too sad to speak and I opened up the box that contained a painting, the signature brought my chin to my lap.
"Picasso?" I questioned shocked, It was beautiful!
"Yes, that's been in my family for Generations, I don't have any children to pass it on too, so I'm passing it on too you!" she said, I smiled and hugged her, my family gave me different things.
My mother gave me a necklace that was heart shaped and dolphins diving through the open heart, my father gave me a replacement for the iPod that had passed on a few months ago, I had cried for what seemed like till now after the machine quit on me after my 6th birthday, it had died along with my lullaby my father had played for me. The mp3 player was a bit more high-tech then my last one; this one was touch-screen. I loved it, my uncles had gotten me a baseball bat, and they were determined to teach me vampire baseball.
My aunt Rosalie & Alice, got my at least three medium boxes full of jewelery, clothing, and room décor. My Grandmother and Grandfather was re-constructing my room for my birthday and my aunt's got me different things for it, when the night drew to a close, even in my saddest state I found myself being happy I liked the party, it was nice seeing the Denali's. my family didn't like me being around non-vegetarian vampires, my scent was described just like my mothers, and 10x more intoxicating.
However, I was happy enough that when I escaped up stairs after the night, I went to the bathroom and removed my dress carefully and hung it back up. I sat in my bra and underwear silently letting tears flow like small rivers down my cheeks, when I composed myself I whipped my cheeks dry, then rose and walked over to the sink and splashed my face, I looked up at the mirror, I should've waited until I fell asleep to cry, my surrounding eye-area was a rosy red color, and swollen after a few minutes the swelling had gone down, I pulled on some baggy sweatpants and a hooded sweatshirt, and I went downstairs to my family. My parents had carried some of the presents to my home already and Jasper was stressed. I could tell he could feel my emotion from upstairs.
"When you're upset, it's hard to control your emotions..." he answered probably feeling my confusion.
"I'm sorry; I just...really wanted Jake to be here..." I sat me and Jake where extremely hard to explain, I had grown feelings for Jake throughout the years but It was just going to be like me to express those feelings and look like a complete idiot. I finally gave up, whatever happened, happened. My father sat beside me after loading my presents over to the cottage, I sat wordlessly before finally resting my head on my father's shoulder, his hand gently patted my head and he finally said.
"I think you're getting sleepy..." he observed, and no doubt that I was.
My father half-carried me to the cottage, the last thing I remembered was being laid against my bed and covers pulled over me. He stayed with me a few hours, before I woke up. It was still dark out, it looked to be about 3 or 4 in the morning. I had finally calmed down, and I was eager to wake up. I went downstairs and got some blood from the refrigerator and warmed it, I saw a blur go by me and out the door, I would've been startled if I hadn't recognized the speed and sent but I heard my father outside speaking to someone.
"You didn't show up, she was hurt!" my father growled.
"I know, I didn't mean too, I was trying to do something..." he said,he was trying not to slip on something.
"Something better then being with her?-" he was about to say something but the man interrupted him.
"I...I just wanted to do something special for her, and besides you promised I could tell her...things when she was older," I knew his voice immediately...It was Jacob.
"Yes, but you hurt her. You're already engraving an ugly image on you for me, dog.", my father spat, but my hand was on the doorknob and they both jumped at the sight of me.
I couldn't contain myself, my arms flung out and I hugged Jake, he was a day late but I didn't care.
"Hey Ness..." he greeted, his own warm arms creating a iron grip around me, he smiled and sniffed in my scent.
"Why didn't you come?" I asked him, suddenly feeling the same hurt I had when he never showed.
"I...Umm..." he was stuttering. "It's not your birthday but maybe I can give you your present a little late?" he asked, his eyes pleading, his eyes went to my dad.
My father's expression was between rage and concern, he eyed Jacob. His eyes held innocence.
"Okay, fine." he caved and wagged his finger at Jake ordering him. "I'm letting my condition off because it is no longer her birthday party, If one hair, on her head is misplaced I am coming with a meat-cleaver." he turned and walked into the house.