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Disclaimer: Characters and some events based on Stephanie Myer's Twilight series. Except for Adolpha.

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No More Running Mascara

When I woke up, I somehow forgot all my troubles.

I took a look in the mirror, and I noticed that my face was hideous from my mascara that had run down.

Then I remembered what caused the tears, who caused the tears. At that moment the only thing I wanted was revenge.

But, there were so many people I could get revenge at, I could get revenge at my family for not warning me, Adolpha for causing all this, and Jacob for breaking my heart.

I choose Jacob, but no matter how much I thought, I could not make up a plan.

I could not get revenge on him, it didn't seem right, even though he hurt me so bad. I still love him. I still long for him. So, in the end, I choose just to stay away from him, and the memories that he brings.

I wiped my face clean, walked down stairs, and looked in the fridge .Nothing. It was empty just like we bought it. Sometimes I hate being in a family of vampires, where we eat nothing.

I wasn't about to go empty handed, so I went to the closest store, and bought a Ben & Jerry's Ice cream. As I walked home I ate each spoonful slowly, savoring each bite, eating my worries away. No wonder they call ice cream comfort food. It really works, even if you're a vampire who barely ever eats.

As I was walking home, I really thought about what happened, but I realized that, that was the past, and I couldn't change any of it.

When I got home I grabbed the mail, but as I looked out to the woods, I saw two wolves, they were Adolpha and Jacob.

I grabbed the door, yanked it open, almost breaking it, threw my ice cream in the trash, ran upstairs, jumped into my bed, and wept.

Now I wish I still had the ice cream, but it was finished. I kept thinking to myself, that maybe he would come back, but I know now that he will never come back to me.

I needed some sort of comfort, so I thought "Hey maybe I could drink my problems away." So I snuck downstairs and put my hand on Carlisle's vodka.

I pulled it out of the cabinet, but then I decided it wasn't right. So I began to put it back, but I guess I was caught red handed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I heard a voice behind me say. I turned around and saw Carlisle standing there mouth dropped wide open.

"Renesmee! For a moment I thought you were Bella. What were you doing with my vodka?" Carlisle says. Ideas race through my mind. I could tell him the truth, ha ha no. I could run, maybe all the way to Mexico, but he would follow. I could lie. Before I make a decision I start bawling. My mind is racing, why am I crying?

Carlisle races to my side, and asks me what's wrong.

I begin to tell him the story. I told him about the wolves, the ice cream, and how I now needed something to comfort me.

He said "Okay Renesmee I understand why you are sad, but you can't drink your problems away, it always come back to bite you."

I say "Okay, thanks." Then he puts the bottle to my lips and gives me a little sip, and my heart cools, my mind slows, and I am happier.

I tell him once again "Thanks." He says "Okay, and don't tell your mother about this okay, it was just this one time, understand."

I nod my head.

I walked up to my room, and I looked at my mirror.

I made a pact to myself. From now on, there would be no more running mascara on my face, because of Jacob.

I went back downstairs, and looked at the mail.

There was a letter addressed to me. My heart raced, but I realized it wasn't from Jacob, it was from the school.

I needed to choose one more elective. My choices were either woodshop or cooking.

I knew Jacob would choose woodshop, so he could make gifts for Addie, so choosing woodshop was out of the question.

So, I choose cooking. This was going to be interesting, because this is the only class that I might not be able to excel in, considering the fact that I have never cooked a day in my life.