Author's Note: So here is chapter two, where we will finally see some familiar faces. I forgot to mention, but this story follows the books entirely and is set around four years after Breaking Dawn. The only difference is that I aged-up Seth. He is now a year younger than Embry, Jacob and Quil. Enjoy this chapter :)

We ended up having the funeral on a Tuesday. It was pouring rain, the kind of weather where you can hardly see across your front yard. It was suiting. Mom always said that when we were born the weather changed from sunny and cloudless to a black-skied storm. I had always laughed at that story because Avery and I were as opposite as those two forms of weather. She was sunny and cloudless, I was stormy.

It seemed that the general public believed identical twins should be the same in every aspect. That was not true in one bit. Avery was kind and smart and caring. Her voice was also higher, making her kind words sound even nicer than mine. Avery didn't put on makeup, unlike me, but somehow her our green eyes shined brighter on her face. Her hair, on the other-hand, was her child. I remember she used to wake an extra twenty minutes earlier than I did, just to ensure not one long auburn hair was out of place. I also kept my hair long, but it was a surprise if I even ran a comb through it.

Avery was always more outgoing than me. As a child, she was our voice. I always stood behind her, letting her take the wheel when it came to anything I felt uncomfortable with. She also got along with everyone, while I had a general dislike of strangers. Avery was the good twin and I was more like her shadow.

I refused the umbrella my aunt offered me as I jumped out of the car. The hearse was just pulling up, carrying my sisters remains. Her pallbearers were heading towards the vehicle, ready to hoist up the coffin to carry it over to a tent where we could view her out of the rain. My dad was the only person I knew out of the five men gathered around the hearse. I'm sure one of them was Seth.

My family and I weren't religious, so we didn't hire some priest to ramble on about God. Instead we got the local chief of the Quiluete tribe to speak for us. Avery spent most of her time in La Push once she started dating Seth, so it had made sense. Billy was an older man, a decade or so older than my father, who was confined to a wheelchair. He had an aura of authority surrounding him as her sat beside the coffin.

Billy had talked about who my sister was as a person. How she was spunky and adorable. Sunny and kind. Someone he was happy to see Seth with; someone he had looked forward to welcoming to the tribe. Billy looked at me when he mentioned how Avery loved her family more than anything in the world. How even though sometimes they were apart, Avery's heart was always with her family. Even now.

I kept my emotions in hand as Billy called me up to speak for my sister. I shook my head, I had nothing prepared, but my mom whispered in my ear that I could do it. I knew her better than anyone else.

I made my way up to where Billy was, glancing at my sister's lifeless body and feeling my heart seize up. She was in her high school prom dress, a white lace, form fitting number that poofed out at the hips. She looked as if she was sleeping, her hands holding a bouquet of daisies to her chest. I closed my eyes and imagined her as I'd always remember her, cheeks flushed and the biggest smile I've ever seen. I didn't want to think of her laying in that coffin.

"Avery was more than my sister," I started with a gulp and turned towards the crowd of onlookers. "She was my other half, my best friend and my favourite being on this planet. When we were first brought into existence, we were one being. Then we split off into two separate sisters. She was the better half. She was sunny and cloudless, I was stormy and dark. She could brighten up anyone's day, no matter how dark. I think we could all enjoy some time with Avery today. And luckily we will... we will always have time with Avery. Because she's not gone from us, she's just hiding where we can no longer see her. Avery, I love you."

I had no idea where I was going with my speech. Only that I was feeling better after each word I spoke. Although tears stained my cheeks, my heart felt full. The faces staring back at me were somber, many people looking down and crying. I went and sat back down.

Billy said a few more closing remarks, thanking me for my speech. He explained that Avery would be cremated, but that there would also be a plot made for her in Clallam County Cemetery. Billy then said that there was now time to view the body, before heading to the La Push community center for a repast.

I did not want to look at the body again, for I could look in the mirror if I wanted to see something that looked like my sister but wasn't her. Instead I squeezed my moms hand before walking to the ocean's edge. I closed my eyes and breathed, letting the tears roll down my face just as the rain flowed down my body.

A few minutes past before I felt someone stand beside me. The person didn't say a word but instead sighed. I opened my eyes and looked over to see Seth. He was standing with his arms over his middle, as if trying to keep himself from falling apart. His eyes had dark bags underneath and his shirt hung off him as if he had just lost a lot of weight. All in all he looked like death more than my sister's body had.

I had known he had loved my sister, but I never imagined her death would hurt him so much. I reached out a hand and grabbed his shoulder as his eyes opened to look at me.

The strangest thing happened when we made eye contact. First Seth's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, then they softened and his face lit up like Jami's does when she sees Harry from One Direction. Finally Seth's face scrunched up in the purest form of hatred I've ever seen before he stormed off.

I tried to ignore the fact that Seth hadn't shown up to the repast. I found it weird that Avery's boyfriend couldn't even show up to comfort her closest friends and family. I felt like his absence had something to do with me, but it made no sense. How could he hate me so much from less than ten seconds in my presence. I sighed and picked another grape off my plate.

"You're Hazel, right?" a deep voice boomed from beside me. I turned to see a tall man, who resembled Seth, sauntering over to where I stood by the buffet table. He was one of Avery's many guy friends from La Push. He was tall, muscled with brown eyes and wore his dark brown hair in a "just got out of the shower" sort of hairdo. There was a sort of "happy-go-lucky" feeling about him that I couldn't explain. Sure, we were at a funeral and his face was somber, but something about him seemed... Like standing near him was like stepping out of the shadows and into the sun... like Avery was.

"Yes and I'm sorry she never mentioned the names of her friends to me," I said awkwardly as I shook his over-sized hand. I noticed his skin was warm, like he was running a fever. Something I had also noticed about Seth.

"Embry Call, the jokester of the group. I'm so sorry about Avery, she was such a great girl. I know I'll miss the way she used to make us all laugh with her embarrassing stories. Mostly about you." Embry winked at the last sentence and sighed, his expression turning back to the general funeral expression - sad.

"I know you probably want some time alone, but the rest of the pack would love to meet you. We all loved your sister so much, you know." Embry nodded towards the far corner where my parents stood shaking hands with many tall and tanned people. Avery had always talked about this group of people she had hung out with in La Push. I couldn't remember if they were all relatives of Seth's or friends, but I knew they were all extremely close. And Avery had become apart of that group, they were practically family to her. It was only right for me to finally meet them. I nodded and allowed Embry to place his hand on my shoulder before leading me over to the group.

Only a few steps away I blurted out,

"Why isn't Seth here?" Embry looked down at me startled and many of the other people standing nearby looked up at me and then around the small community centre, searching for Seth. I already knew he wouldn't find him.

"That's a good question. Introduce yourself and I'm going to go look for the bugger." And with that Embry was jogging out of the community centre, leaving me alone with a bunch of strangers I didn't want to meet.

After what felt like a lifetime of "So sorry for you loss" "Avery was a jem" and the obvious "You look just like your sister" Embry was back with a confused expression on his face. I looked up at him and tilted my head like a dog. He just shrugged and shook his head. I just assumed our silent communicating wasn't doing the job.

"Did you find Seth?" I asked with a hint of irritation. Luckily my parents had gone over to talk with some of the girls Avery and I knew since kindergarten or else my father would have glared at me for using "that tone."

"He's going through a rough time right now. He needs some time to think," Embry whispered into my ear as if it was some big secret. Of course he was sad and broken and having a "rough time." Weren't we all?

I did my best to not explode on Embry. I wanted to shout that I was also having a rough time, that I too needed some time to think. But I was having small talk with a bunch of random people who loved my sister because it's what she would've wanted.

Even though I kept my mouth shut, my body language must have yelled.

"Whoa whoa. I'm sorry that was the wrong thing to say. It's hard for you too, but Seth I guess isn't as strong as you. I'm so sorry Hazel, I should think before I speak." Embry spoke so fast I could hardly understand what he was saying. He also blushed as he noticed the small smile that appeared on my face.

"Hey look at that. Embry you work miracles," one of Embry's many friends teased once my smile was noticed. He had come over and thrown his arm around Embry's shoulder. I had to admit it felt good to smile. Relieving almost. It gave me hope that one day my heart wouldn't feel as empty as it was at that moment.

The smile wiped off my face as quickly as it appeared once Seth walked into the building.

I was turned away from the door when he arrived, but it's almost like I could feel his presence. He made a v-line straight for Embry and me, his expression still one of pure hate.

"Why do you have to look like her? Why couldn't you have stayed in California and kept out of my life? I had accepted her death... Goddammit I was prepared to live the rest of my life in this sort of pain. Then you waltz in wearing her face and everything changes. Goddammit it's all your fault." Seth was practically yelling at me, tears falling down his face. Embry had grabbed my shoulders, as if preparing to pull me out of Seth's way if things went sour. I was shocked and frozen in place. What was he blaming me for? For being her twin, for sharing her genes? I felt nauseous as I took a step back and closed my eyes.

"Seth you've gotta calm down before you hurt someone." The voice seemed so quiet when compared to the beating of my heart.

"I can control myself. And even if I wanted to hurt her you know I physically couldn't. And its not fair," Seth was whispering now his voice cracking every now and again. Embry now had his arms around my shoulders as he pulled me back. My heart was beating so fast, adrenaline racing through my veins but it also broke as Seth crumpled to the ground in tears.

Author's Note: So there was Chapter Two! Yes still sad, but next chapter gets happier. I do promise that Hazel isn't going to be so sad all the time. I can't say the same about Seth yet ;) Anyways please review and let me know how I'm doing. It's been so long since I've written.