I remember the very first day that I saw him
I found myself immediately intrigued by him
Its almost like I knew this man from another life
Like back then maybe I was his husband and maybe he was my wife
And even, the things I don't like about him are fine with me
Because its not hard for me to understand him because he's so much like me
And its truly my pleasure to share his company
And I know that it's God's gift to breathe the air he breathes -The Truth

The Truth

Saturday, September 7th 2031 I wouldn't know. I don't have a watch.

I shuddered and closed my eyes. How did this happen?

I wasn't sure myself as I drew my head backwards. My body was ridged cold because of the icy waters that I was bobbing in. I pulled my hand out of Sebastian's hair and pushed my dripping wet hair back. Parts of it had come undone due to the water, and was plastered across my face.

I batted my eyes trying to rid the droplets of water that fell into my eyes whenever I opened them.

I breathed heavily, calming myself as much as possible. How could I fix this? There is no way to undo what just happened. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't realize that I was being lifted out of the water. I tried to squirm free of there grip, but I could hardly move. Not only was I numb from exhaustion but I was numb from the frozen waters, my efforts were fruitless.

I was carried to one of the lawn chairs and laid out on it. I looked up to see Sebastian peeling his jacket off. "It won't do anything," I told him. It would be useless for him to give me his soaking wet jacket to try and warm me up. "And anyways the night is too cool. It's almost fall. The night's are already colder."

Sebastian frowned taking it off anyways, and then wringing it out onto the wet pavement.

Suddenly Sebastian seemed to get an idea. He grabbed my hand pulling me up from where I was perched on the edge of the chair. He took me into the shadows by the large building and pulling one of my pins out of my hair that was falling out anyways. At first I was confused at his actions, what was he doing? I had no clue, but I watched as he picked the lock with the pin he just took out and opened the door to reveal a dark hallway that branched off into two different sections, and a door that led to an office at my left. There was also a door to outside far in front of us, but that's not where Sebastian was headed.

He led me into the passageway to the right, and I discovered when we walked by there was a sign on the door that said "Girls." The change room was at the front and there were lockers lining the walls cut in half, and benches a foot or two away from the wall. Past that I could vaguely make out a line of showers on the left side and a line of bathroom stalls on the right side. We walked past all the closed stall and shower doors and to an open section where there were more stalls except these had benches, changing stalls, and sinks. There was a mirror along the left wall and in front were lots of sinks. From what I could tell this was the greatest decorated area and Sebastian began opening the cupboards under the sinks and rummaging through them.

"What are you doing? What are we doing?" I hissed afraid someone might catch us.

"Don't worry" he said and pulled out a towel from the cupboard. "Everything is going to be fine and no one will catch us." He stated simply striding over to the nearest shower stall. Inside was a small area with a bench so you could get changed and a curtain hung limply in front slightly revealing a shower area with tiled walls and flooring. He hung the towel on one of the hooks and strode back over to where I stood by the sinks and the open cupboard. He closed the cupboard door and began pulling more pins from my hair until all of my hair fell down onto my shoulders and I found my hair was very wet.

He looked in a different cupboards and found some toiletries that he handed to me, and said "Hurry up. We don't have much time. I can drive you home, what time are you supposed to be home?" He glanced up at the clock and I noticed it hanging there. It said the time was 9:37.

I just kind of stood there holding the toiletries in my hands with my mouth hanging open. "Um, 12 I think," I said numbly forgetting about my promise to my mother, but I knew she would be fine if I came later then 10:30. She wasn't one of those mothers who waited up to see if you were fine. She simply knew that I was fine.

"Look, what am I supposed to do with these?" I asked stupidly holding up the bottles and soap.

"Have a shower," Sebastian replied and gestured at the shower stall he had previously been in.

"A shower?" I asked in shock. "Why am I having a shower, and how is it helping the growing problem that we are having right now, and why did we break into a community pool bathroom? Why are you even in the girl's bathroom?" I asked all in one breath.

"First of all you need to clean up, who knows what was in the pool? Second we can solve that problem later, third does it really matter because its not like I'm stealing their money, and fourth I don't see any girls in here. I see a beautiful young woman." He answered ticking them off on his fingers and then deeply gazing into my eyes as he said the last part.

"Okay..." I answered slowly not really sure why he had to be so sweet in an intense situation like the one we were in right at this very moment. I walked over to the shower slowly, setting the bottles down and closing the stall door and sliding the bar so that it was locked from the inside. I stripped quickly, and then turned the hot water on drawing the curtain closed.

I let the water run down my back and I listened for Sebastian, but all I heard was the last of his retreating footsteps.

"You okay?" I heard Sebastian ask as I was rinsing my hair.

"Yeah," I called. "I'm glad you're here, I'm done. It would've been creepy to change in silence. You know most girls get attacked in public washrooms." I stated drying my hair quickly with the towel that Sebastian had given me before my shower.

"Oh really," Sebastian said thoughtfully and I could tell he was doing something with his hands that was occupying him as he talked. "Well, I'll just have to keep that in mind. I guess now that makes me want to go to the public showers every night and watch for girls being kidnapped."

I laughed as I quickly dried my body and then I realized that my clothes were wet. "Um... Sebastian? We have a slight problem. My clothes are still wet." I called out hoping that Sebastian hadn't left yet, but to my relief he responded quietly, "pass me your clothes".

I wrapped myself in my towel and opened the door to give Sebastian my wet clothing articles. He hung them under all of the different hand blow-dryers and turned them on, letting the air dry the clothes. I dried my feet and slid them back into my heels because I didn't like walking around bare footed.

I noticed that Sebastian had showered, his hair and clothes both nice and dry and crispy clean. He gathered me in his arms and held me tight as he kissed me. It felt wonderful, this moment and I wished that it would never end. It felt like all my problems slipped away and would never come back, and I realized it didn't matter that we were illegally in a public washroom with me in only a towel, Sebastian had only broke in here for my sake, and I felt proud of him. Unfortunately the moment wouldn't last that long. The dryers shut off, and Sebastian had to re-set them.

After Sebastian stepped away I wrapped my towel around myself tighter. I realized that I had dropped my purse outside. When I had fallen into the water I had lost my grip on my purse. It was either in the water or sitting on the pavement.

When all of the dryers were turned on I told Sebastian this and he told me he would get it. I followed him to the door and I made sure it was still unlocked when he was outside. I returned to the bathroom, and felt my clothes to discover that they were completely dry. (I don't know if this will really work, so don't bother trying.) Sebastian was a genius!

Sebastian entered the room at that moment with my purse, that was luckily dry. "Thank you so much Sebastian! I can't believe it! My clothes are dry!" I exclaimed taking my purse from him. He handed me my clothes and I slipped back into my stall and quickly dressed, coming out with everything that I had gone in with. Sebastian dried the towel and put everything I had used away as I dried my hair with the hair dyers.

When we were finally done he turned out the lights that I hadn't seen him turn on and left the building at around 10. We got back into the dance easily and we danced casually a bit, got something to drink and then headed back out. I felt refreshed after the shower, and so, Sebastian and I went for a drive.

We passed the starry sky, speeding along the highway enjoying the wonderful cool air, that seemed to be a lot nicer than it was when you were wet. I breathed in deeply, as I noticed the landscaping become less full of people and somehow that made it easier to breathe.

After about twenty minutes, we decided on heading back to Forks because it was such a long drive, and so, we drove in the direction of Forks. Once I was bored enough I pulled out my phone to discover that I had two new messages. One was from my mom, and one was from my friends.

I opened the one from my mom first.

Hey, dear. I don't mean to think that I'm too overprotective, but I just wanted to make sure that you're okay. I hope you are having a great time with you're new friends!
Love, Mom.

I smiled privately, my mom really tried not to push, or embarrass me, she was just doing her job; being a mother.

I opened the one from my friends next..

Hey Renesmee! From what we've heard you're going to a party tonight! And you didn't invite us!! How rude!

Wish we could be there!

It was signed by all of my friends, I wished that they could be here. To tell me what I could do, to give me a solution to the problem that didn't seem to want to go into the deepest depths of that hidden corner in the back of my mind. It seemed to have to stand there, rubbing it in my face that it was strong enough to do whatever it wanted. I was strong, just not as strong as the reasonable, rational part of my mind, the part that told me not to hide in that little corner that was so well loved.

It was obvious that it was normal for every normal teenager to hide in that little corner until the one they loved, the one they belonged with thought that it was pointless to keep pushing and they'd leave. And then the teen would come out only to find that they were alone forever, that there was no way to get that other person back.

Then the other one would promise never to love anyone else, afraid that the same thing would happen, that that new person wouldn't want it, and then they would also hide. Why did they do that? Why didn't they just come out of hiding in the first place and save them selves from a life of misery?

I knew that if I did that then I would live in a life of misery, but what if I don't belong with Sebastian. This, I knew, was the question that all of those teens faced. What if I settled down with them, and then my real soulmate, I guess you could call them, would come along, seeing they missed their chance, and move on.

But...what if I married Sebastian, settled down and so on and then my real soulmate comes along, and I don't like them, what if I like Sebastian better? Then another problem popped up in my mind, what if I went with Sebastian, but I got bored of him or he didn't turn out to be what he seemed.

Wait...what am I saying? Why am I looking so far into the future. To hell with it, I'll just go along with Sebastian and see what will turn out, whether we'll be happy together or we'll break after a year or so. That option was the most reckless, and unreasonable option that was available, but I didn't really care. My head hurt from all the reasoning, and ideas that I kind of forced to come out.

I was just going to go along with everything and see the outcome, I could regret my decision later on, I've hardly regretted anything so it'll be nice for a change.

We arrived in Forks within the next twenty minutes, and Sebastian stopped the car in front of my grandfather's house. "I'm hoping no one stayed up to make sure I kept my promise," I laughed noticing that it was past ten thirty.

"Same," Sebastian agreed.

"Night, Sebastian." I murmured softly undoing my seat belt and leaning over to him.

"Goodnight, Renes," Sebastian said, just as quiet. The kiss was sweet, and I held on tightly to Sebastian. After all that had happened tonight I didn't want to let go. After I had finally manage to pull myself away I slipped out of the car and into the house.

I grabbed some food from the kitchen before heading upstairs into my bedroom. I changed into some sweats and a green camisole, brushed teeth, and washed up and then I lay down in bed with a single lamp on. The lampshade gave the room a relaxing glow, and I relaxed on the comfy bed with a nice warm blanket over myself. I felt snug and warm, safe. I used to feel like this at home. Every night I would lie down in bed and look at my life and how great it was. But when I had found out about coming here that safe feeling disappeared and I only felt cold, emptiness. A black bottomless pit with sharp sides that would stab at you creating wounds that couldn't be healed.

Now all of those wounds were healed completely gone and I was back looking at my life and how great it was. I liked the nickname that Sebastian had given me. It was cute, made me feel like people cared enough to make one for me. I remembered asked my parents when I was a little girl, we were snuggled on the couch, it was a nice cool evening and we were relaxing doing nothing, I had been bored so I began asking my mother some random question when I came across my name. "Mommy, why is my name Renesmee" I dragged the ending out way to long and it sounded really cute, I only was five or six.

My mother and father had laughed, "Well, we named you after a young girl who brought us together. Her name was Renesmee."

"How old is she?" I asked with my little kid lisp that you'll find most little kids have.

"Oh, I don't know. Probably about fourteen or fifteen years old now." Mother said thoughtfully. It's too bad we haven't seen her in a while. I am hoping to see her again sometime soon." I realized that mom and dad had lived in Forks, and so had the original Renesmee. That means she would still be living here wouldn't it? I quickly did the math in my head and calculated that she would be either twenty-five or twenty-six.

I suddenly sat up snapping out of my reverie and grabbing my mini notebook because it was the closest computer I could find. My laptop was on the desk across the room. I turned it on impatiently waiting as it hummed to life. I opened up the internet browser and 'google' was displayed. I didn't know what the other Renesmee's surname, was but I typed in Forks orphans 2009 because I remembered my parents saying that they had joined this program where they would take care of orphans, and the kid they were assigned to was Renesmee. Also, I wrote the year because she obviously still wouldn't be living there as an adult, but there would be a chance she would work there because she knew what it was like to be an orphan, and that it sucked.

Immediately I got a hit for a list of kids that stayed at the local orphanage in Forks in 2009. I clicked on it and scrolled through the page until I reached the actual list. To make things easier I hit control f, and typed in Renesmee and hit enter. The page automatically scrolled down to a highlighted name: Renesmee Hautix. I figured that this must have been the list that showed who was up for adoption, and that this "Renesmee Hautix" must be my Renesmee.

I clicked on her name that opened a new page that showed a picture of a young girl, about six or seven. She had long curly light brown hair that fell down just past her chest. Her hair curved around her face nicely and she had a small nose, wide green-gray eyes, nice, full lips colored a light white fuchsia pink. She had a nice, normal somewhat tanned complexion, and a energetic feel to her. She wore a nice loose green t-shirt and pink stretchy pants. On her feet were running shoes, she wore a beautiful bright bracelet with mini charms all around it. In the middle of the bracelet there was a name that I noticed wasn't Renesmee. It said Claire. I turned off the notebook and set it aside, laying my head down on my pillow wondering who Claire was.

Sunday, September 8th, 2031 9:42.

From what I had gathered last night I knew that Renesmee had been adopted at the age seven. That meant that she was still living in Forks, and I just had to find her. This time I typed in: Renesmee Hautix, Forks Washington. My first few hits weren't so helpful, but soon I found an article titled: Lawyer Renesmee Hautix, the best lawyer in Forks, WA. I clicked on it and skimmed through it. It said that Lawyer Hautix was so successful that everyone in Forks wanted her to be judge. Apparently the judge in Forks sucked, but Renesmee did not want to take his job from him so she remained a lawyer. I though that was awfully nice of her, and it made me want to meet her even more.

Ding Dong!

Whoops. I had forgotten that Friday I had made plans to spend the day with Sebastian. I quickly raced down the stairs to answer the door. "Hey!" I greeted him, and I realized that I was still in my camisole and sweats. "Right," I said not bothering to look down and attract more attention, "I'll be right back. Wait here,"

I zoomed up the stairs and I pulled on a pair of jeans and I grabbed a sweater and threw it on. I didn't really care that I was still in my green camisole because it looked fine against the dark sweater. I didn't bother to do up the sweater as I grabbed some shoes and ran back downstairs. Sebastian was now standing just inside the door talking to my mother. Dad was out, and I was glad for that.

Still making my way towards them I began pulling one of my chucks on, hopping along now. My mother turned just as I came up to them, switching feet, and shoving my bare foot in the other shoe. "Hey mom," I greeted her, "I see you've met Sebastian." I commented grabbing my purse from where I had left it last night and pulling out my wallet, and unplugging my cell phone from it's charger.

"Yes, he's quite a charming man," My mother answered looking at me strangely as I slid my phone into my front pocket, and my wallet in my butt pocket. I nodded trying to end the awkward situation as quickly, and quietly as possible. Mom understood, and said "Well, I guess you guys better be going now. I look forward to talking to you again, Sebastian." The way she said "Sebastian" was as if she knew what was going on, what had happened last night. That was scary, but they do say that moms know everything. I bet that was true. I knew that I had to talk to her later to find out how much she knew, and I also had to use her to get Sebastian on dad's good side. I figured that wouldn't be to hard because Sebastian was very charming and its not that hard to get on dad's good side.

I closed the door behind us, and we began to make our way to the sidewalk. "You had to be charming?" I hissed quietly for fear that my mother was watching and possibly listening.

"Well, what else was I supposed to say? It's not my fault I just say what I think. Anyways, I'm not very smooth. I always say the wrong thing under pressure." Sebastian said innocently smiling faintly at me. "I like you mother. So, where are we going? Are you hungry? We could pick something." Sebastian suggested.

"I'm still mad at you, and yes I am hungry. Let's go, and how did you get here?" I asked curiously as we walked along the pavement heading for the busier roads where all of the fast food chains, and restaurants must have been located. I still hardly knew Forks, and I was still set on memorizing it. Sebastian shrugged "Depends, do you want to walk or drive?"

"Drive. I like walks, but I don't feel like walking right now," I answered shortly.

"Okay, I'll be right back," Sebastian said and disappeared. I called his name, but he didn't respond. I waited staring at the house I was standing in front of. It looked strangely familiar, but I ignored it and I turned around to discover Sebastian's car idling with the motor on. I climbed in. "You are so weird." I said pulling on my seat belt as he peeled away. We picked up some food and I ate it all and then he we headed for his house where we were going to hang out.

When we arrived there (which took a while because Sebastian lives in La Push) I noticed a familiar blue sports car. I couldn't put my finger on who owned it, so I ignored it. We went inside to discover a dark haired man who I figured was Sebastian's father and a blond woman. They were discussing something, but abruptly stopped when they saw us.

"Who's this Sebastian," Sebastian's father barked.

"This is my friend. Renesmee Cullen." Sebastian replied coldly.

"Cullen, eh?" commented suddenly getting angry. "I hated the Cullens. That was the worst family ever. Edward stole my girl, Bella Swan. They moved to California, all of them. The whole lot of them." That was when I realized that he had been talking about my parents.

"Why do you call my mother 'your girl'!" I asked loudly, my mother was not this man's girl. Maybe once, but not now. Never will she be.

"Because she was. She turned me down for your father. I was wonderin' who's you were. They've got tons of Cullens, and the Hales. Never liked any of them, Jasper, Rosalie, Alice, Emmett, Edward, Esme, Carlisle was a good man, did the right thing but he was a Cullen. And then your mother became a Cullen so I stopped likin' her." Mr. Black said casually as if he talked about these people all the time. I hated to hear how much he hated my family. It seemed a disgrace that I was letting him.

"What is Tanya doing here?" Sebastian asked breaking the intense situation between me and his father so that we both turned to the blond, who I guessed was Tanya. That's when I realized who she was. She was Daniel's mother, Tanya Denali. I never had seen her before, but the resemblance was obvious: the striking blond hair.

"Look, Sebastian we need to talk." Tanya said desperately trying to get him to side with her. "Alone." She added hastily eying me carefully, watching for my reaction. "Yes," Mr. Black added also looking at me. I felt their eyes on me, while I watched Sebastian to see what he would say.

"I don't see why you can't say it in front of her." Sebastian answered calmly, and I heard Tanya suck in a sharp breath.

"Fine," she snapped, "Sebastian, I just want to let you know that you don't have to hold a grudge against me once I tell you this. And please don't ask why, and don't ask why I never told you this before because I was waiting for the right time, and now that you're all grown up and able to handle these things you should understand when I say that I am your mother."

A.N. Thanks to reviewers and btw you can go to my profile for links to the dresses (they're on my website). PLEASE REVIEW, tell me what you think and if this story is okay. Thanks to my betareader Eve656721 for all the beta reading she has done. When you keep typing and typing you forget to check a few mistakes.

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