Chapter 3: Feeling Welcomed

Nessie's POV

I didn't understand how I ended up here. The more I thought about it the more I thought about it the more confused I got. Here I was, a complete stranger, that stole from Edward nonetheless, suddenly invited into his home.

Why would Edward bring me here when I robbed him? Why would his parents even want me here when they know I robbed their son? Why were they so nice to me when I'd done nothing to deserve it?

Instead of turning me away they invited me in. They were even letting me use their shower. I turned up the heat all the way and stepped in once I saw the steam. The hot water felt good against my tense muscles.

I sighed when I saw all the dirt coming off of my body with just water alone. Showers weren't something I came across very often living on the streets. Occasionally I'd get a chance to shower at one of our local homeless shelters but actually getting a shower was difficult. When I did manage to get one I only had a limited amount of time and the water was always cold. Nothing at all like the hot water hitting my skin now.

I didn't know how long I spent in the shower. All I knew is that I scrubbed what seemed like an endless amount of dirt off my skin and out of my hair.

I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. When I caught sight of myself in the mirror I gasped. I was severely thin. I looked like a sack of skin and bones. One look at me and you'd know that I was malnourished. I worried even more about Adam. After all if I was malnourished how could I possibly be passing enough nutrients to my son through the milk my body produced for him?

It wasn't like I could turn to anyone for help either. I had nothing but enemies. The police would probably be happier if we both just simply died. I can still remember the look of disgust on the officers's faces when they each figured out that I was pregnant. One even made a comment about us "breeding like rats," and "Scum of the Earth people like her reproducing,"

That's why the police didn't even give a crap about the fact that so many of us are disappearing and/or turning up dead mysteriously. I'd lost 30 friends in the last three months alone. I discovered the body of one of my friends in a dumpster two weeks ago. Her body had been completely drained of blood.

I shook my head as I felt tears forming in my eyes. Veronica had been one of my closest friends since the beginning. For her to meet such a grisly end was horrible.

I'd noticed a disturbing trend though. It wasn't just Veronica's body that had been completely drained of blood. Everyone who turned up dead had their bodies completely drained of blood. It was always us homeless kids or gangsters. Whoever was targeting us was doing a good job of selecting victims that society wouldn't care about.

On top of worrying about the disappearances and worrying about my ex 'employers' coming after me for "causing them to lose five million dollars with my 'prediction'" made life a living hell at the moment. I could only take so much worrying and I feared that I was close to cracking under the pressure.

I dried my hair off quickly with the blow dryer and put on the clothes that had been left out for me. The clothes hung loosely off of my body but I didn't care. I was just thankful for it.

"Bella doesn't know yet. Alice is keeping it a surprise," I heard Edward say as I was coming down the stairs. "Although she and Rosalie are getting highly suspicious of all the baby stuff and girl clothes that isn't for them,"

"Only Alice could manage to pull something like this off without getting questioned about it," I heard Esme say.

"When are we going to tell Nessie the truth?" Carlisle asked.

"Tell me the truth about what?" They hadn't heard me coming so they were shocked to see me standing there. "Sorry I didn't mean to snoop or anything but I was walking down the stairs when I heard you all talking,"

"It's okay Nessie," Carlisle answered.

"So tell me the truth about what exactly?"

"That we went you and Adam to stay here with us," Esme quickly said. A little too quickly. Wait what did she say?"

"Wait you want me to stay here? Why? You don't even know me?"

"Because we want to help you. That's why. We don't like seeing kids such as yourselves out on the streets like that and we want to help you both,"

"Well thanks," I wasn't quite sure what to say. Though I was sure if they knew what problems I was in they'd want nothing to with me. I would no longer be welcomed here when they realized my presence here would just put their lives in danger.

"How long have you lived out there anyway," Edward asked.

"Since I was a toddler. I guess that's when my parents decided they didn't want me anymore and decided to get rid of me," I sighed. "You'd be surprised how many of us kids are out there on our own. Or rather were. So many of us have gone missing over the past few months that I'm pretty much the only one left now,"

"What are you talking about Nessie?" Carlisle asked curiously.

"Over one hundred of us have disappeared in the last few months. Thirty of them being my friends," and one being Adam's father Carlos I added in my head. I didn't want to talk about him though. It was still too painful. I loved him and he loved me. When he found out he was going to be a father he was happier than words could ever describe. He went missing right before I gave birth to Adam though. Carlos hadn't turned up dead though so he was still considered missing. That gave me a small amount of hope that he was still alive out there and I'd see him again one day soon.

I was about to say something when I heard a car pull up and voices outside. All girls by the sounds of it.

They noticed me about five seconds after they walked in. The time it took them to get from the door to the living room. There were three girls all together. The short pixie looked extremely excited and unsurprised to see me there. The same could not be said of the other two girls however.

One of the girls, the one with the brown hair and heart shaped face, dropped the bags she'd been carrying in shock. Her body trembled a little and she looked like she was about to cry. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen and I felt extremely out of place in her presence.

She looked at Edward who nodded at her. Then she looked at me with wide eyes. I could feel everyone watching us. As if they were waiting for something to happen.

"It can't be," she cried. "Who are you?"

"I'm Renesmee. Who are you?" I asked her.

Instead of answering me she ran in the other direction crying. Without saying another word to me.

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