AN: sorry guys. Getting adjusted to College life took a while, especially with the start of my new job. On the bright side this chapter is slightly longer and i'm getting used to things. Updates should come more frequently now at least once a week although I can't promise that they will all be this long. Thank you to all of those that still stuck around. Somewhat of a cliff hanger, but you won't have to wait that long for the next chapter. PS I don't speak portuguese and used a translator. Sorry if it isn't quite right. You all know that Stephenie Meyer owns twilight. Enjoy the chapter!

I woke up early the next morning. I hadn't realized that I had fallen asleep until I opened my still heavy eyelids. The first time that I woke up, it was still dark. The next time I woke up the sun was rising. I felt somewhat bad for falling asleep on my family, but I was exhausted. I didn't need much sleep, maybe only once every few days and normally only for four or five hours at a time. Since I had went so much time without sleeping I had actually slept through the night; something that I hadn't done since I was 4 years old.

No one had woken me up and the house was unusually silent. They must have let me sleep, which I appreciated knowing that they would want more information and we had only agreed to an hour of time. I didn't really want to get out of bed, but I knew that they needed to hear the rest of the story. As I rolled out of the warm sheets and on to the cool floor, I could hear people quietly shuffling around the house and low voices in the kitchen.

My feet were bare, which was odd because I didn't remember taking my shoes and I wondered if Aunt Rose had taken them off for me, or maybe Nana Esme. I knew that it wasn't EJ and not Mom because she would have had to go home last night or risk having grandpa Charlie come and get her. It was odd to think of my mother getting in trouble with her father or even getting punished at all. It was almost funny, but I realized that I shouldn't mention it because she may have just turned eighteen, but she was still my mother.

As I walked past the bedrooms, I could hear them moving around in some of the rooms. I heard a heartbeat, which must have meant that Mom got here already. My stomach began to growl and I made my way toward the kitchen. As I walked in I saw Carlisle and Esme were there. She was flipping pancakes on the stove while Carlisle stood next to her. They were talking about something, but had stopped when I walked into the kitchen.

"Good Morning" they both greeted me. "I made you breakfast, I hope pancakes are okay." Nana Esme said as I grabbed the plate from her hands. I normally didn't like pancakes, but these smelled divine. I nodded and kept my mouth closed for fear of terrifying them with my morning breath. Just as I began to dig in I hear Mom began to walk downstairs, with Dad following closely behind her. They walked into the kitchen and Mom sat down across from me. Dad walked to the counter and grabbed a small stack from the counter where Carlisle and Esme were still standing.

"Good Morning, Renesmee" Mom said to me as Dad placed the food in front of her. I nodded again and wished for a toothbrush as I stared at the blue plate Mom was eating from, before looking back down at my own plate of half eaten food. I took a few more bites as an awkward silence settled around us. Once I finished I drank the glass of milk and whispered that I would be right back.

I had just walked into the bathroom when Alice walked in behind me. "There are toothbrushes under the sink. Toothpaste and mouthwash are in the cabinet behind the mirror" she informed me before turning and walking out of the room.

After taking care of the human things that I still needed to do I walked back downstairs to find everyone seated at the dining table. I noticed that EJ wasn't there and asked them where he was.

"We followed him on his hunt and when he was done he told us that he wanted to be alone. We didn't really want to, but the kid looked so torn up behind the glare he was throwing at us" Uncle Emmett said.

I sighed and thought about how difficult this must be for EJ. The family must have been wondering why EJ acted like that but, that story was personal and I didn't think that it was my place to share it.

I felt that we were getting nowhere and we were running out of time. There was only so long that we could stay before we had to go back. Staying in the past for too long would no doubt change the future in ways that we hadn't intended and for a brief second I imagined a world ruled by apes. A funny thought, but at most we could stay for a few more days before we had to go for sure unless that was the future that we wanted. The only reason that we would be staying for so long in the first place was because EJ needed time to recover. The trip back would probably kill him, but if we were right and had changed the future the way we intended than we would never have done this in the first place.

I opened up my shield a bit and projected a thought to EJ. I asked if it was ok for me to tell them his story or if he would rather keep it to himself. I could see through his mind that he was sitting in front of a river just staring at the mix of blue water and white ice flow. He responded back with a whatever and I decided to leave him alone, withdrawing from his mind.

"EJ wasn't always this emotionless" I began. "When we were younger he was actually a very happy and energetic child, more so than I was. He loved to play and laugh, but after our parents died, after you died it was different. We all took it hard, but it really took a toll on him. After a couple of years though, he was better, not completely healed, but better." Dad looked ashamed.

"We weren't allowed to go out, but EJ seemed to enjoy his time with us" I informed them. "By the time we were 16 we were living in a small village in south america. The people were superstitious and afraid of us, which was fine because we could have the isolation that we needed, still it was sometimes lonely. EJ made things so much easier when we were there, he was smiling as much as he used to and seemed to find joy in everything. I was happy for him, but I was also suspicious; he had changed so suddenly and it was only a week later that I found out why.

He fell in love with a woman who we later found out was a creature known as an Encante, and frequently snuck out to go meet her. I'm sure that Aunt Rose knew what was going on, but I don't think she cared. She loved us, but after uncle Emmett died she just wasn't the same" I said sadly.

"Once I found out what he was doing, I began to sneak out once he had left. I was tired of being locked in the house and only being allowed to leave to hunt. I knew it was dangerous, but I felt like a caged bird. I was losing my mind and decided that it was worth the risk."

I looked down at the white carpet and leaned against the mahogany table. That was the moment when things truly began to get better, but it was also the beginning of the end for our small family.

EJ had been sneaking out to do what I don't know, nor do I really care. I could hear Aunt Rose quietly crying upstairs. I sighed as I tiptoed to the door. EJ had just left and I was sure that aunt Rose had heard him and could hear me, yet she didn't come and stop us. Once I got to the heavy metal door I quickly opened it and silently shut it behind me. It was dark outside, too dark for any human to see and almost too dark for me. The air was warm and a cool breeze occasionally blew toward me from the ocean.

I pulled my black leather jacket around me and pulled my skirt down a bit as I walked out of the door and ran through the forest. After a couple of minutes I slowed as I neared the road. It was dark and very few cars were passing by. I was sure that none of them could see me so I stepped further out and stuck my hand out, signaling for a car to stop. Headlights continued to pass me by, lighting up the night and then fading back out into darkness.

After what felt like forever a small blue car pulled to a stop in front of me. A man in a greasy shirt with a pot belly was sitting in the drivers seat. One hand was on the wheel and the other was sticking out the window as he signaled me to come over. In the passenger seat sat a woman with long dark hair and wearing a simple white summer dress, which almost glowed against her dark skin under the faint light of the moon.

Under normal circumstances hitchhiking would be dangerous, but I knew that if anyone would be in danger it would be these two if the decided to try anything. I grabbed the end of my hair and began to twirl it trying my best to look as innocent as possible.

"Precisar de uma carona?" the man asked me in portuguese as I approached his open window. I nodded my head and looked down at him. He nodded his head towards the back seat and I got in.

"Onde vocĂȘ vai?" He asked as he began to drive away. I played with my skirt and looked into the mirror. Brown eyes surrounded by smokey dark makeup looked back at me. Bright red lips and rosy cheeks surrounded by wild curly reddish brown hair. I looked hot I assured myself and turned to the man.

"em qualquer lugar divertido" I told him with a smirk.

"He took me to a club that night and that's what every night was like for me. I would sneak out after EJ left and catch a ride to any hot club that the locals knew about. Most of them were far away and every night was a fun night. I never once looked for EJ. I didn't care where he was going or what he was doing" I admitted with some shame.

Aunt Rose and Dad glared at me from across the table and Aunt Alice looked like she was trying hard not to laugh. Mom was blushing.

"Life was great and Aunt Rose never brought up our little escapes. I don't know if she truly knew, but she must have known. We weren't always that careful, we frequently came back in the middle of the night smelling like human and in my case alcohol. The fun seemed to never end and eventually I had one spot that I always went to. This is where I found out what EJ had been up to."

Translation:

Need a ride?

where are you going?

anywhere fun