a/n sorry that I disappeared. I was doing campnanowrimo and i'm changing schools and i'm moving soon so i've a lot to focus on. I also had to finish Annabelle Strange which if you haven't read and you like this story and you like harry potter then go read that #selfpromobecauseican my depression hasn't gotten better but I'm hoping that just doing other stuff and doing what I love will make me feel better. I'm back though and I'm happy to be back. I hope you enjoy this chapter and excuse all errors.

Song: Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey

3. I KNOW YOU ARE WAITING FOR ME

Renesmee

"Then why did you come?" He shouted. "Why did you even come back?"

I stopped in my tracks and turned around and looked back at him. "Why did I come back here?" I repeated. I laughed at that, "Why did you think I came back? For you?" Skylar bit his lip and looked down at the ground. That was a yes. "Why would I come back for the boy who broke my heart? You made it clear what you wanted and I didn't make the cut."

"I said I was sorry about that!"

"That does mean I forget about it!" I shouted back. "You clearly found someone who fulfills your needs to be the perfect girl, according to Marie and Camilla. How is your girlfriend by the way?" I asked.

He crossed his arms in frustration, "Not great we broke up today." He said. I bit my lip. Well that backfired. Most of my argument had something to do with what he had said before and the fact that he had a new girlfriend. "Things weren't working out and I didn't want to be in a relationship with someone who had no interest me. I didn't want her to be hurt."

Sky muttered something else under his breath, not thinking I would hear it, but I did and I gritted my teeth. "Seriously? After three months you are still placing yourself as the victim? What's wrong with you?" I asked. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I never meant to hurt."

"You still did though!" He yelled. "You lied to me and then I didn't even find out from you! I had to watch you almost you kill someone! Then you left without a real goodbye and it hurt. It fucking hurt! You hurt me!"

"You think I wasn't hurt!" I screamed. I rushed over to him and placed on my hand on his face. His face was cold against my hand and his eyes went wide, he realized what I was doing. I showed him everything from my point of view from the beginning to the end of our relationship. If he didn't believe anything that then he would have to a complete idiot.

I didn't even get through all of it when he pushed himself away from me. "What the hell?" He asked. "I thought you could only say things through your mind when you did that. Since when can you do that?"

I rolled my eyes, "Since always you idiot. Have you even been listening to me?" I turned away started walking away. I knew I shouldn't have come here. It was a stupid, ridiculous idea and for some reason I thought the things could be different but I was wrong. We won't be able to move on. He won't be able to move on. Skylar will be stuck in the past and he will never forgive me for lying to him. I don't know why but for some reason I keep going after mean his forgiveness because I feel like if he doesn't forgive me than I'll never be able to forgive myself.

"Where are you going?" He shouted.

"You wanted a goodbye well here it is. Goodbye Skylar Fisher." I shouted back, not turning around. "And screw you." I told him before running back home. I was angry to him. I had just wanted to talk, get some closure with the whole thing, but there hadn't been any talking. Just us yelling which is talking but it wasn't the kind of talking I had wanted.

My parents were sitting inside, hanging out in the living room, waiting for my return I guess. "How did it?" Mom asked.

"Terrible. He still thinks of me as that bitched who lied to him and broke his heart and he won't admit that he was also at fault. Nor will he forgive me." I explained, walking into my room before they could say anything else. I threw off my dress which wasn't even mine and put my flannel pjs on before laying down in bed. I wasn't going to sleep but after everything that has today I just wanted to rest. I picked up my book and began reading, hoping it would clear my mind and make me less angry or less stressed but it didn't. If anything Withering Heights only made me more frustrated so I had to put it down.

I sat in bed, just staring at the things in my room, hoping that I would fall asleep but I didn't. My eyes found their over to the dress which as I found out belong to neither me or my mother but for some reason it had found it's way into my room. Where did you come from, I thought. Someone had placed it here. Or maybe I was just over thinking everything. It's a new beginning, I told myself. Just try to relax. I placed my head against the pillow, turning off the light and tried harder to fall asleep. I almost did. Then my door bursted open and my parents came. They both had looks of worry on their faces. "Um…what are you doing?" I asked.

"Nothing we are just checking on somethings," my mom said. I didn't believe her because everyone can lie except my mother. She jumped into the bed next to me as my dad, crazily looked around my room, wrapping her arm around my shoulders with a really tight grip. Something was definitely wrong. Dad was checking everywhere in my room that he could see before stopping at the white dress that I had been wearing this evening. He grabbed it, staring at it like it had wrong it in some way, before looking over at mom and I. Mom nodded and the angry look on my father's face got angrier which I didn't think was possible.

My dad went other to my window and pushing it opening. I was wondering what he was thinking or what he was even looking for but then my dad hand reached out grabbing something. It was a letter. The feeling of dreaded came over me as I remembered the person who had sent me something. My dad read the letter, before crumbling it up, throwing it on the ground. He locked the window before leaving the room. My mom rushed out of bed and read the letter before following him out. When they were both gone, I could hear voice come from the other side of the house.

I got out of bed and grabbed the letter.

Dear Renesmee,

It's lovely to see you back home again. Even though you keep going back to him, one who doesn't care about you like I do. I hope you loved the dress I gave you, I imagine you looked lovely in it. You always do. Since you burned the pictures I took of you, I've add some other ones I think you'll enjoy.

I'm coming for you Renesmee.

And I won't stop until your mine.

I looked at the photo that he had attached to the letter. It was a photo of my mom and I walking back from the airport the other. Fuck, I thought. It's all gonna come back and it's going to ruin everything again.

Skylar

"Why did I come back here?" She repeated my words like they were something she didn't understand with a hint of anger in her voice. I should have just let her walk away but I didn't because for some reason I wanted to hear her voice a little longer. To just look at her a little longer. She was wearing a white dress with lace on it, her arms were crossed, and her hair was short. It was nice. Renesmee laughed and I snapped out of my vision. "Why do you think I came back? For you?" Maybe, I thought looking down at the ground. She saw through me though and knew what I was thinking. "Why would I come back for the boy who broke my heart? You made it clear what you wanted and I didn't make the cut."

Her words were painful but I what I had said was true before. In the sense that I had said them. I didn't know if I had meant them yet. "I said I was sorry!" I shouted. I was going to add to that but she stopped me.

"That does mean I forget about it!" Renesmee shouted back. "You clearly found someone who fulfills your needs to be the perfect girl, according to Marie and Camilla. How is your girlfriend by the way?" She asked.

I wanted to say something. Some sarcastic comment or joke to make her feel bad but I didn't. I couldn't. "Not great as we broke up earlier today." I told her. She bit her lip as if she was unsure of what to say next. But I knew her. She had more to say then just that. "Things weren't working out and I didn't want to be in a relationship with someone who had no interest me. I didn't want her to be hurt." I explained. I shouldn't have said what I said next but I couldn't help. And for some reason I thought whispering would help! "Not like someone else did."

Like I said I regretted the minute I said and I saw the angry look on Renesmee's face. "Seriously?" She shouted. "After three months you are still placing yourself as the victim? What's wrong with you?" A great question, I thought. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I never meant to hurt you."

"You still did though!" I yelled. "You lied to me and then I didn't even find out from you! I had to watch you almost you kill someone! Then you left without a real goodbye and it hurt. It fucking hurt! You hurt me!" We were like a broken clock. We stuck at one moment in time and just kept repeating the same argument over and over again even though no one of us learned what was truly us. We just weren't listening to each other, we were only listening to ourselves.

Renesmee began walking towards me. "You think I wasn't hurt!" She shouted. I didn't move back away and she placed her warm hand on my face. Suddenly I was seeing things, I saw me looking over at her in the parking lot that first day of school and there was a feeling a worry inside me. It then changed to us in class that same day and there were feelings of love, fear, and something new. Next it was a image of her mother and her, they were talking about me. I pushed away quickly, not wanting to see anymore.

"What the hell?" I asked. "I thought you could only say things through your mind when you did that. Since when can you do that?" She looked hurt for a couple seconds and I realized that what I said had sounded like I was calling her a freak before she rolled her eyes.

"Since always, you idiot. Have you even been listening to me?" Her voice cracked a little and Renesmee then turned on her heels and began walking away. A small part of my brain started screaming, no you idiot! Don't let her go again, but I didn't move. I watched her continue on.

"Where are you going?" I shouted.

"You wanted a goodbye well here it is. Goodbye Skylar Fisher." She shouted back, not turning around. Please turn back, I thought. "And screw you." Then in seconds she gone again. I took a deep sigh and I screamed out into the darkness, pulling on my hair. I should have just stayed quiet. I should have never shouted. I should have just said I miss you. Because even though I was such a jerk and such an asshole, I missed her.

Now I don't deserve her.

Renesmee

My dad burnt the dress the next morning. I didn't go outside to watch it happen, I could smell the smoke the minute I woke up. I slowly got out of bed and watched it from my window. I saw my parents out there with a pile of burnt wood against the ground, smoke slowing drifting up from the fire. They were talking, it was pretty serious as by the looks on their faces. I could listen to them and here what they were saying but I knew what they were talking about.

I went to the kitchen and got myself a cup of coffee. Or something to eat at least. I had been hunting less lately as every time I tried, I just remember that night and I began to feel guilty and I stopped. I had just been living off of regular food now which was still good but there was still that small crave inside me waiting for me to eat something that wasn't human. It wasn't like I didn't enjoy hunting, I missed it but I just couldn't get through it. Everything was different now. When I was younger, hunting was fun. It was something that I enjoyed doing back then things were different then. Back then things were fine. I didn't have Skylar, I didn't even know him then. I had Jacob then as while. He was alive then and now he's died. I have no one.

I got dressed in my army green jacket, long sleeve white shirt, and ripped jeans with combat boots. I didn't have anywhere interesting to go but I was already pretty sad and if I sit around all day then I would just be confirming that feeling. So I just went outside and just walked around. It was really boring, well at least the outside is nice to look at instead of a blank wall. I could have stayed home and watched tv but what the hell was I going to watch? I had been home all time that it seemed like I had done was watch tv and I had watched just about everything on Netflix.

That wasn't really sad. I was just bored. The forest was nice and quiet and pretty, calming in some way. I was starting to relax or at least I was until I almost stepped into hole where I saw Skylar. "Hi." He said with a very nervous voice, waving up at me as he laid down on the ground.

"What the hell?" I asked. Every time things seemed to calm, this guy just kept appearing like we were some romance film were the two leads are live in city but for some reason they keep running into each other. "Why are you here?" I asked. "Why won't you leave me alone? And why the hell are you in hole? And why the hell is there even a hole here?"

"I'm fine by the way," he said. "I was taking pictures and I tripped over and fell into this hole."

"Why did you fall in here?"

"It's not like I didn't willing." He said. "Now will you please help me out. I hurt my leg and -"

I laughed, "You've fallen and you can't get up?" I laughed a little bit more but Skylar only frowned, not laughing at my hilarious joke. "Sorry I thought that would make things better.

His face didn't even crack. "Just me help out please. I know that we are mad at each other but I really want out of this hole." I crossed my arms and for a second I thought about leaving but being an asshole wasn't really my thing. I jumped down into the hole, my knees bent as my feet hit the ground before I sprang up, as Skylar looked up at me with wide eyes. "Um….do your legs hurt?" He asked. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. He shrugged, "Sorry I just don't know what to say anymore." I ignore that last part and crutched down on ground and started rolling up his jeans. He jumped back, "What are you doing?"

I would be lying if I said that I wasn't hurt. I tried to not letting it show and said, "I'm just going to look at your leg," I told him. "You know to see if your leg is badly hurt and if you can leave the hole." I explained. I continued to roll up his jeans to look at his leg, I could feel his eyes on me as I did it but I didn't look up at him or say anything at all. If one thing said from one of us then it would be back to the screaming matched for us and I was tired of it.

We were silent for a couple seconds before he said something that I never expected him to say. "I'm sorry," he said. I stared up at him in shock, making sure that I had heard him correctly. "I shouldn't be an ass about what happen and I am angry but I shouldn't be taking it out on you because you are also hurting. I just wanted us to work out so badly that when it didn't, I got upset."

I had no clue what to say. I had never expected him to say that. "I'm sorry too." I told him. "My last relationship wasn't the best. I mean I loved Jacob and he loved me but sometimes he wasn't the best at times. When he died, I decided I didn't want to date again. Then I met you and I wanted things to be different from how they were with him, I wanted things to be perfect." Now we were both quiet. "It goes without saying that you were definitely trying to go for the award for biggest asshole of the year."

Now he smiled, "I'll try and fix that." Skylar promised. "So are we friends now?" He asked.

I hesitated, "Maybe. We'll see." We smiled at each other for a couple seconds before it got weird and I focused back on his leg. "Um.. Your leg is fine." I told him, fixing his jeans. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up. He wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders so that he could hold onto me. "Let's get out of here." I jumped onto the nearest branch, pulling us up out of the hole and onto the ground. Once we were out, I shoved him off of me and we got up from the ground.

I was about to say goodbye when he interrupted me, "I have something important to you tell."

"What?"

He sighed as if he wasn't sure about what he had to say, "Ava is sort of remembering what happened the night of prom."

Oh hell, I thought. I didn't like it was possible. Marie's powers never failed us before what the hell was going. "What to you mean?" I asked.

"She's having dreams about what happened during the attack." Skylar informed me. "I asked if she could see anything but she said it was still kind of blurry. Things could change though. I just thought I should tell you."

"Thanks." I said. "Well I'm going to go."

He smiled and nodded, "See you later, friend." I laughed before walking away.

a/n well that was terribly written. wow this chapter was terrible. hopefully the next chapter will be better. this one was just because it's been years since i've written this story that i tried to rush it to get it out soon. the next chapter should be out soon and by that soon i need in one or two weeks. you can excuse errors but you can't excuse how badly this chapter is. and it's so short too! FWIWRGIG$R (that's my randomly typing into the computer because i'm frustrated at this chapter)! also they made up really fast which I didn't want but i have no clue where this going so yep. who knows how long they are going to be friends? are they even going to get back together? who the fuck knows? i don't. okay i'm done.