I woke up early the next day, thinking about what had happened the night before. I knew Jacob would be worried about me when he woke up, so I knew that I'd have to stay here for a while. I turned my body so that I was facing him. He looked so peaceful and adorable when he was asleep. So much like the child he used to be before I was born, before he was a werewolf, before he knew anything. He used to think all of this, my family, me, as just a myth, a Tribe story. I wonder how he felt when he found out everything that was said to him, wasn't just silly stuff. That it was all real, and that he was in the middle of it. I never got to feel that feeling, because I was born into it, I knew it from the second I saw light. It didn't make since to me that he stayed around me, knowing that any second I could suck him dry of all the life he had. It just didn't. I was also thinking about the guy at the bar last night, Elliot was it? Yes, Elliot. He obviously knew what I was; he knew that I knew what he was. He scared me. His eyes, just the look in them told me that he was dangerous, and that he was up to something. He asked if he could see me again... And he gave me his number.
"I'm thirsty," I mumbled to myself, and jumped out of the bed. I was still naked. I grabbed one of Jacob's t-shirts, and threw it on. I walked out of his room, and into the kitchen. I giggled when I saw all of my clothes strewn across the room. I walked over to the sink, and grabbed a small cup that was sitting beside it. I ran the water until it was ice cold, and then filled the glass until it almost spilled over. I lifted it to my mouth and started to drink, feeling my head start to hurt. Perfect, I had a hang-over.
"Hm.. Busy night it looks like," Someone said from behind me. I jumped, and dropped the cup, causing the water to spill across the floor, and he hold onto the counter so that I wouldn't fall. I turned around slightly, and saw that it was Billy. I felt my face go bright red, and I let g of the counter, starting to run around the room picking things up.
"N-Nothing happened," I mumbled to him. "I uhm.. I didn't want to.." I couldn't believe that I was saying this to Billy, in the middle of his house while picking up my clothes. "I'm going to go back to Jake's room now.." I said, and hurried off. I ran into his room, and shut the door behind me. I dropped my stuff on the floor, and sighed, waiting for my face to go back to normal. I heard Jacob stir, but he didn't wake up. I grabbed my jeans that I had brought with me, and pulled them on. I tied a knot in the back of Jacob's shirt that I was wearing, and combed through my hair with my fingers. I walked over to Jacob, and kissed him softly on the lips, and walked out.
"Leaving so soon?" Billy asked me as I walked into the living room.
"Yeah, I need to go see someone." I said, grabbing my shoes and putting them on. "Tell Jacob to meet me at the beach in about two hours, please?" I looked at him, with a small smile.
"Sure thing, Honey. See you later." Billy nodded, and rolled himself down the hall and into his room. I grabbed my purse, and walked out the door. I took my phone out, and looked at the napkin with Elliot's number on it. I dialed the number, and put the phone to my ear, waiting for it to ring. Annoying to me, it went to voice mail.
"You've reached Elliot, leave a message." And then it beeped. I scoffed, and hung the phone up, throwing it back into my purse. This was not going as I had planned it. I stomped off towards the park, wrapping my jacket around myself as it started to get colder. I shivered violently, and sighed as I started remembering the feeling of being all alone. My chest started to feel tight, and I gasped as a flash- back started again.
FLASH-BLACK:
I sat in the dark room, all alone. It was cold and damp and so.. Empty. I tried closing my eyes, thinking it would help. But it didn't, it just made it worse. Tears started to form, and I tried to blink them back, but it didn't work. I curled up into a ball, hugging my knees close to my chest, and started to sob..
END OF FLASH-BACK:
I fell to my knees on the soggy park ground, tears in my eyes, and sobs threatening to escape my chest. I wrapped my arms around my torso, like there was a huge hole there trying to rip me apart from the inside out. I shook my head, trying to get my thoughts together.
"Uhm.. Nessie? You alright?" I heard a voice ask me. It was a man's voice. I looked up, fearing that it was Jacob, but it wasn't. It was Mike Newton's son, Ricky.
"Uh…" I blinked a few times, and then answered. "Yeah," I said, standing up. "The wind just knocked me over…" I mumbled lamely. "I mean, you know how tiny I am." I grinned at him playfully.
He laughed brightly. "You are pretty tiny," He winked. "Have a good day, Nessie." He smiled, and walked away. I shook my head again, and started walking towards home, thinking about my life the whole way.
Later:
I walked in the door, and hung my coat up on the coat hanger. I set my purse down on the coffee table, and walked into the kitchen. I walked over to the fridge, and took the orange juice out, and took a huge gulp. Then I put it back, and walked over to the counter, and reached into the cabinet for a plate.
"Renesmee," I jumped as I heard someone behind me. The small action made me fall to the ground. I turned around, and looked up at the person. It was Rosalie. "Oh… I'm sorry; I didn't mean to startle you." She said quietly, staying right where she was. "I just… Heard you come in, and I wanted to see if I could talk to you." Her tone was very light, and somewhat sweet. It scared me though. Why would she want to talk to me, and possibly what about?
But I couldn't say no, it just wasn't in me. "Alright," I nodded. "In my room," I said, and started walking up the stairs. I turned the corner, and went into my room, and sat down on my bed waiting for Rosalie to come in. A few seconds later, Rosalie walked in, and stood in the doorway. I looked into her eyes, and they filled with sadness. I sighed. "What's wrong?" I asked her, softly.
"I.." She took in a deep breath, even though she didn't need to. "I left Emmett, because of what he did to you. Look, Renesmee, I want to explain something to you.." She said quietly, and sat down across from me on my bed. "The reason I was so.. Horrible to you, was because I didn't believe what you told everyone. I didn't believe that Emmett, or your father could do that to you. But now that I know the truth, I feel so bad. No, worse than bad, I feel horrible. And I'm so sorry, Nessie. I'm so sorry."
I looked at her, tears streaming down my cheeks now. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I wanted to forgive her, so badly, but it just wouldn't happen. I couldn't say the right words. I let out a heavy sigh. "I'll tell you the same thing I told Jazz. I will forgive you, at some point. But it will take me a while to come around.." I got up. "But thank you, I missed having my aunt." I murmured and walked out of my room. As I walked down the stairs I thought about something. Why was everyone saying they were sorry now? It's been almost three years since everything happened, so why choose now to say you're sorry? I just don't get it.
I walked outside and into my yard, and let the light shine off my skin. The diamond like sparkles always fascinated me, ever since I was little. I started towards the woods, feeling slightly thirsty. I hadn't fed on anything in a few days, and it was definitely due. I mean, I wanted to get some blood in me before I bit Jacob and drank him dry. I looked around at everything in the woods. The trees, the leaves on the trees, everything. I loved having vampire vision; it made everything come to life. The super hearing was amazing too. I could hear everything going on in here for miles, it was wonderful. I grinned to myself.
Once I got a couple miles into the woods, and got lower to the ground and looked around. About 100 feet away I saw a mountain lion feeding on a helpless baby deer. It made me sad to hear it's dieing squeals. I sighed, only loud enough for me to hear, and I started running, vampire style. I tackled the lion to the ground, and growled at it. Lions were always the most fun to prey on. They always put up a good fight, but of course, I always won. Or so I thought..
I bit into it's neck, and suddenly it was on top of me. I gasped, and tried to roll it off of me, but it didn't work. Then, he bit down into my neck, just as I had bit into his. I screamed out in a blood curdling sound as I felt my blood start to run down my neck. I could smell it, salty and irony. I hated the smell of blood; it always made me feel sick. (I know that sounds weird coming from a half vampire, but it's true.) My eyes rolled back into head, and I started to feel light headed from the smell. I could feel myself starting to pass out, but I was trying to will myself not to. It wasn't working, I was too weak already. I was losing too much blood. I started fading in and out slowly, and hearing noises that weren't the lion.
It was a man's voice. A voice that I had heard before, very familiar. But I was too far gone to care. I heard the lion growled and snap at something. Then I felt the weight of him being lifted off of me. I heard him squeal, and then run off. "Mmm.." I moaned as I felt myself being lifted off the ground. I kept my eyes closed.
"Shh, it'll be alright, let's get you somewhere and fix you up." The man whispered in my ear, and started running. I passed out then.
Where am I?
I thought to myself. There were smells here that I didn't recognize, and I hated it. Dried blood, vampires, and the faint, lingering smell of werewolf.
My eyes shot open, and I sat up. I was on a bed, dark, fluffy pillows all around me. The blanket was dark red, the pillows were black. This place looked fancy, but I didn't like it here. Something was off. I didn't know what.. But something was. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, and stood up. But I stood up too fast, and I started to fall over, I caught myself though, before I could go crashing to the ground. I shook my head and padded out into the hallway. I sniffed the air and looked around. The smell of dry blood was stronger, so was the smell of vampire. I hissed instinctively, and walked down the hallway and into the kitchen. There was a boy sitting there, half asleep, blood all over his arm. He didn't look up at me, but I knew he saw me standing there. But I went on into the next room. It looked like a living room. A black leather couch in the middle of the room and a huge big screen TV mounted on the wall across the room from it. I heard something-or someone- behind me. I hissed and turned around.
"Whoa there," The vampire smirked, holding up his hand. "It's just me." He looked into my chocolate brown eyes, and I knew immediately who it was.
His crimson eyes burned into mine. But, strangely, not in a bad way. A smirk was playing at his lips. "E-.." I shook my head. "Elliot?" I raised an eyebrow at him, backing up slightly.
He chuckled darkly and ran his finger along my jaw-line gently and slowly. "Glad to see that you're awake, dear. " His smirk turned into a smile. "How're you feeling? You took a pretty nasty bite from that mountain lion." His voice was soft, tender.
That's when I noticed how much my head was spinning, and how much my neck hurt. I gripped the back of the couch for balance, shaking my head. "I.. Uhm.." I closed my eyes. "I'm alright." I lied. I heard him chuckle again, a very soft chuckle, no danger to the tone. I opened my eyes again as the smell of blood rush over me. I looked towards the kitchen. "Who's that boy in there? And why does he have blood all over his arm?" I asked, very quietly.
He smiled. "That's my friend, Diago.. He keeps me fed, when I don't feel like going out to find food." He winked at me, which sent a shiver down my back.
"Oh." I sighed. "I uhm.. Where's my stuff? I need to get home. Like.. Now. I'm supposed to spend time with my Aunt tonight.." When I said that I had to go, he had a slightly sad look on his face. I shrugged it off.
"You're stuff is by the door." He said, very gently. "You and your Aunt should come to the club tonight.. I'll be there." He gave me a hopeful smile.
Oh dear god.. How could I ever turn THAT smile down? I nodded. "I'll see what I can do." I let go of the couch, and walked slowly over to the door, and put my shoes and jacket on, and grabbed my purse. "I'll.. Uhm-.. I'll call you later.." That made him smile a bit more, and then I walked out the door.
I was at the beach now, sitting on a piece of drift wood, waiting for Jacob. The whole thing with Elliot had worried me a little bit. For one; how did he know where to find me? That wasn't just coincidence that he found me there, bleeding to death from being attacked. Then again, he was a vampire, and I did scream. I don't know.. But there is one thing that I did know, no matter how much it freaked me out.. I could not tell Jacob about what happened. He would kill Elliot if he knew that he'd taken me back to his house, plus he'd be mad at me for not being careful enough while hunting.
I sighed. Thinking about this was putting me under too much stress. So I just sat there, waiting for Jacob, thinking about how I had to hide so many things from him. It tore me apart to know how much I lie to him every day, every time I speak to him, every time I see him. It hurts to know that one day, he'll find out everything, and he'll either leave me, or treat me like I'm made of glass, and that if he touches me, I'll break. It's so hard knowing that I'll never have real parents again, because of what they've done to me. I'm always scared.. I'm always worried that one day, it'll all start up again, because of something I say, or do. No one knows what it's like to live in fear every second of your life. It's a wonder that I haven't killed myself yet..
"Hey beautiful," Jacob said, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "How're you?" he kissed my cheek, which made me smile.
"I'm good," I lied. I turned around in his arms and kissed his nose. "And how about you?" I asked, looking into his eyes.
"Much better, now that I've got you in my arms." He smiled brightly.
I giggled. "I'm glad. So.. Did Billy have a talk with you after I left."
Jacob blushed and started laughing. "Yes, he did. Told us if we ever do decide to do anything, to be safe." This made us both start laughing really hard. I grinned and kissed him softly.
After kissing me back, he looked at me. "So.. About last night," Jacob sighed. "Are you alright? You seemed a little.. Freaked out, I guess."
I sighed, shaking my head. "I'm fine. I just.. Wasn't ready.. That's all." God damnit.. Lieing. Again.
Jacob nodded and kissed my cheek. "Alright, I just.. I'm glad I didn't hurt you." He rested his forehead on mine, his eyes closed. I closed mine too.
"Of course you didn't hurt me. I promise. Like I said.. I just wasn't ready." I kissed him again, and he nodded. Then I pushed him into the sand and layed my head on his chest. He smiled, rubbing my back softly. "Jacob.." I said quietly.
"Yes?" He asked, just as quiet.
"I love you." I said simply.
"I love you too." Jacob said back, and kissed the top of my head.