A/N: This chapter is rated M for Bree's past. I didn't read the SECOND LIFE OF BREE TANNER BY STEPHANIE MEYER so i idk wat happened to her but this is my version.

Bree's POV

Everyone went their own way. Alice went to find Jasper, singing a little song as she danced up the stairs. Emmett was outsite with Rosalie, taking a little walk. I could see their sparkling figures as they interlocked their fingers and laughed. Carlisle and Esme had went to contact some old friends about me, about my strange ability. Bella and Edward had gone up to his room. I stook their, watching the wolf boys decend into the woods. I slightly smiled, and then my throat was being lit up again. Quickly grabbing a drink of water, the feeling didn't go away once I had drained the cup. I realized what this was. Not thirst for water. Thirst for blood. I could taste it in the back of my thoat. I whimpered loudly.

Esme heard my cry. and was instantly at my side. "Bree are you alright?" I couldn't speak, so I clawed at my throat to show her my thirst. "Are you sure you're ready to hunt?" Esme asked. I nervously nodded. "Do you want anyone to come with you?" Everyone, just in case something happened. They've all been so supportive in the few hours i've been here.

"Everyone." I managed to choke out. Esme nodded and went to get the rest of the family. Pretty soon, everyone was running into the woods, anxious to watch me hunt for the first time. I nervoulsy hid in the bushes, eyeing a large deer. My throat ached as I watched it move its body, it's veins standing out clearly. Curling my fingers into a fist, i grinded my teeth as the venom took over my blood. The family watched silently. "Can you kill it?" I asked Esme, afraid to hurt the animal. Esme smiled and nodded. Quickly, she sprung out from behind the bushes, crashing into the deer and snapping its neck. With some persuasion from Carlisle, Esme moved away from the animal.

I saw Bella cringe. Why had she come? "You shouldn't be here." Edward told her, kissing her hair. Bella refused to leave. I turned back to the dead aniimal. The scent of its blood instantly drew me in, and I bent down beside it. The pain from the venom had gone. I sunk my teeth into the meat and drank. Throwing the carcass aside, I realized how much more I satisfied the burn was from when I drank the water. I guess there are times when I can't drink the blood, or maybe just human blood. Which I didn't mind at all. Bella's blood didn't appeal to me, so i'm not sure if it will from any other human. The blood left a sweet taste all inside my mouth, like cotton candy. Suddenly, a dull mustard colored wolf jumped on me, pinning me to the ground and licking my face. It barked happily.

"Seth, please don't injure her." Carlisle laughed. I scrunched up my nose. This was Seth in his wolf form. He sort of...smelled. Not bad, though. It was sweet, nature-like. Like earth, and plants. I smiled at him. With my new found strength, I pushed him off of me. He stared at me for a while, just sitting there. Watching me. He left for a second, but came back soon in his human form. He smiled at me brightly, and started staring at me again. He must have found me intrigueing, because he was staring at me so intently. Then he laughed. Taking his finger, he wiped the edge of my mouth, and showed me a drop of blood on it. I should really remember to wipe my mouth from now on. He put his finger in his mouth and licked the blood off of it. I blushed, My cheeks didn't burn up like I had expected. And my hands weren't even in fists. Strange. Had the venom permanantly settled into my system? I flexed my fingers again, and this time, the blood rushed into my cheeks. So now I had to flex twice to return to human? Jesus, this is the most confusing thing that's happened in my life. I looked back at Seth, who was still smiling.

"I think you're pretty." He commented, his eyes glazing over. I think you're hot. I think you're sweet, amazing, sensitive, caring. I wanted to say that, but I couldn't find the words. Then quickly, with a swift movement of his body, he kissed me on the lips, then my neck, then my hand. He looked at me, looked apologetic, and ran away. I must've looked shocked, or angry, or confused, causing him to stop and leave. Oh, but how much I wanted him to continue. His kisses left electricity lingering on me. I looked around, and saw that everyone else had left.

Making my way back to the house, I heard Emmett's cheers for me inside. Just as I was about to walk in, I tripped and slid across the ground, tearing my shirt.

"OW! Bree got some loving!" He laughed when I walked in. "Bree, is he a good kisser? How was the sex? Oh my god, he's good, am i right? I bet you really enjoyed yourself! If you need help, Rose and I have got this position, where you have to put your leg-" He was cut off by a slap from Rosalie and a glare from Esme.

"No way! We didn't...er..you know...i'm only fifteen, you pervert!" I screeched. Emmett laughed. Everyone else looked doubtful.

"Oh yeah? Then why's your shirt ripped?" Emmett asked between laughes. I looked down at my black shirt and of course, it was ripped almost completely down the middle, stopping just below my breasts. Enough was revealed that you could see my green laced up bra, and the cuts and bruises from my father and brother.

"I went hunting you know that! Then i tripped..." I trailed off.

"Sure, sure." Emmett laughed. He and Rosalie continued to watch the tv, while Alice did her nails and Jasper sat down between Alice and Emmett to read a Civil War book. Esme and Carlisle smiled, then noticed the scars and bruises just below my bra, and on my stomach.

"I swear, we didn't..." I tried my best to convince them. They waved it off, and sat down with me in the kitchen.

"Bree, what happened?" Esme asked, motioning to my stomach. I hadn't the decency to change my shirt yet. I looked down at the scars, and as much as I didn't want to, I remembered my brother and father. I explained.

Flash Back

"Dad, i've got dinner ready!" I called up the stairs. Just as i entered the kitchen, Trevor came through the back door, soaked. "Nice of you to join us." I raised an eyebrow. He scowled and threw his coat in the washer. "Sit down, dinner's ready." I instructed.

My father trudged down the stairs, smelling of alchohol and smoke. He was drunk again. God mom, why did you have to die? He pinched my butt as he went to sit down. I flinched, and swatted his hand away. Quickly, he spun around and glared at me. Trevor watched, smiling from his seat. We ate in silence. "Clean up this mess, bitch." Dad growled, looking at the mess at the table.

"It's your mess, clean it up." I told him.

"What the fuck'd you say to me?" He glared at me. I didn't want to be hit again, but i've had to much of his shit lately. He slapped me, and laughed. Trevor grinned and walked over to me. I smelled alchahol on him. He's been drinking too.

"She's just a smart ass, isn't she?" He smirked. He put his hands on my waist, and rubbed it harshly. I flinched away, but dad grabbed my face. Gripping onto my cheeks, he harshly forced his tongue into my mouth. I pushed him away, but Trevor punched me in the stomach, causing me to stand still, grind my teeth from the pain. He scratched my stomach, and I started bleeding. I tried punching back, but i coudln't remember anything after dad slipped his hand under my shirt and Trevor punched me out.

End Flash Back

I knew that the entire family just heard my story. Esme had hid her face in Carlisle's shoulder, fighting back dry sobs. He rubbed her back soothingly.