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Epilogue

Renesmee

He was already waiting for me as I stepped into the garden with my parents behind me. He was dressed up in white clothes, just like the rest of the patients, and looked like an angel, smiling brightly at me.

I didn't care that my father was glaring at him and that he probably wanted me to get over with it as soon as possible. I just ran towards him and wrapped myself around him, breathing in his familiar scent. It was such a long time I've been around him and I was going to take everything I could.

"It's so good to see you, Nessie." He whispered in my hair, oblivious to deathly glares my father was shooting him. I knew that Mom wasn't very comfortable with the idea of me meeting him but she supported me.

Dad cleared his throat so I turned around to glare at him. "Could you not hover around?" Yes, I was rude but he wouldn't listen to me if I asked nicely. Mom had to drag him away, finally leaving me with Jake.

"How have you been doing?" He asked casually. We started walking around the garden that was very beautiful. I think even Nana would be jealous and her garden was pretty impressive.

I laughed. "Not so good actually. You just can't be fine after you've been raped." I wasn't trying to make him feel guilty or add to the guilt that already existed but it seemed that it was exactly what I had done because his expression turned into sorrowful.

"You have no idea how sorry I am. I love you so much. The last thing I wanted was to hurt you but… I couldn't control it." He added in a quiet voice. "This isn't an excuse though. Your father is right to hate me."

"I couldn't care less about what my father thinks about my boyfriends." I rolled my eyes. "And just so you know, I forgive you. But I guess, I have to tell you the entire story, don't I?"

So I launched into my sob story. Several times he seemed really angry, fisting his hands by his sides but for the most of the time he listened to me intently, offering sympathy and expressing jealousy when I talked about Nahuel. He was happy when I talked about how much my relationship with Anthony improved but also was sad because he knew that my brother hated him with passion.

"What's happened to that fucker?" Jake asked, trying to maintain his calm. I noticed that he was much better at this. I truly expected him to get into rage fit but he was calm. I was happy that he was getting better.

"He was found by the border of Canada. Overdosed." I explained, recalling the recent news. I have felt so relieved that I almost fainted, making my parents worry unnecessarily.

"I tried to send you a letter with my apology but they hadn't let me." Jacob said suddenly, interrupting the silence that had fallen between us. "Maybe it is better that I got the chance to talk with you face to face. I've missed you."

"I've missed you, too." I confessed. "I've dreamt about you but mostly it was nightmares. You've acted like you would never act in real world."

He hadn't asked to elaborate and I didn't. The nightmares were gone now so there was no need to cause him more pain. "How long do you have to be here?"

"Till September. I'm coming back to school then. I could go now but I think it's for the best for me to stay here a bit longer. We'll be in the same class." He smiled wistfully. "But I don't know if I can attend the same school as you."

"Knowing Dad, I'd say that we won't see each other again." I said with an amused smile. For some reason this realization hadn't hurt as much as I thought it would. For Jake, however, it was different.

He grimaced at the possibility and smiled sadly. "Yeah, probably. I just… I've been here and did everything they said in hopes that you'll take me back. That I'll be able to be with you and treat you like a princess you are but I guess I fucked up too much."

I placed my hand on his forearm and felt the familiar tingles. "Hey. Maybe we'll see each other again? World isn't that big, you know."

"Yeah." He forced a smile. "I'm happy that you decided to pay me a visit."

"Jake, I loved you." He winced at my used of past tense. "I cared about you and those things aren't easy to erase. I'm not even trying. You still hold a special place in my heart and I'm going to compare every man with you. I honestly hope that I'll meet you again someday but if I don't, then it's not meant to happen."

"I love you, Nessie." He blurted, looking me in the eye. "I'd like to kiss you but you probably don't-"

I cut him off by standing on my tiptoes and pressing my lips against his briefly. He stared at me shocked but smiled genuinely this time. He pushed his hands into his pockets as I walked away from him backwards. When I reached the stairs to the hospital I waved at him and he waved back.

"How was it?" Mom was instantly by my side as I walked through the door. I looked through the window at the Jacob who was still staring at the door as if waiting for me to reappear.

"Great. We can go now." I answered, leaving Jake behind and leaving behind my first true love. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to experience it again with someone else?

It was a coincidence which annoyed Stacey greatly that my visit was on the same day her birthday party was. Stacey wanted me to attend all activities but she had to suck it up and start the party without me.

I think that the gift Anthony and I gave her made up for it. Anthony wrote her a poetry book and I illustrated every single poem. She loved it.

As soon as we arrived we were met with a bunch of fourteen-year-olds squealing and having fun. Lexie and Edith were by my side before Stacey had chance and they dragged me away so we could talk.

Edith's and mine relationship improved greatly. We were even closer than before, sharing every detail of the time we've spent apart. Lexie became out partner-in-crime and even enrolled into our school, saying that it was her 'new start'. Uncle Emmett was very satisfied. It was a good thing that he didn't know what thoughts ran through our minds.

Shelley and Monica joined our trio and the five of us were like royalty of our school. It was a great surprise to me when Monica hooked up with Nahuel and I was happy that we weren't awkward around each other. They were a better couple than Nahuel and I will ever be.

Edith still harbored that silly crush on my brother but she realized that she will never be anything other than 'little sister's best friend' so she joined Lexie and started exploring her promiscuity.

I, however, threw myself into school work. I started volunteering at hospital where I've met a cute guy named Seth but my Dad quickly scared him off. Well, he was intern after all and maybe a little too old for me. When Dad told me that in his eyes Seth was like a grandpa to me I asked bitchily who he was to me then. What can I say? While he sulked, Mom laughed.

EJ was surprisingly nice. He was working really hard on getting into my good graces but I knew that it will take a lot of time before I'll be able to trust him like I trust my brother. I knew he was being sincere but he hurt me so much that it was very hard to forgive.

And, of course, Elliot. I've visited his grave once a week and told him about my life. I swear sometimes I've felt as if he was watching me but I quickly shook off that feeling. I mean, he was dead.

Everyone was very grateful because if it wasn't for him I would've been dead by now. Nana always gave me her most beautiful flowers to put on his grave and we decided to visit his grave every year when his birthday came. We refused to even mention Mia's name at home and it was okay with us.

After the party was over, Stacey was exhausted. It was only ten in the evening but she had entertained her guests the entire day and decided to call it a night. Lexie and Edith were sleeping over so when everyone left we piled into my room.

It was fun to have a sleepover with girls. I've missed this carelessness and the happiness it brought to me. But for some reason I felt restless when they fell asleep. I decided to go and visit Elliot's grave. The cemetery wasn't very far from home so I walked.

Carney house was burnt down and two bodies were found there. We couldn't find out anymore than that they were identified as Mia and Elliot Carneys. Everything else was still a mystery even though Caius was the main suspect. I guess, it didn't matter seeing as the three of them were dead.

"Thank you." I whispered, staring at the gravestone. Elliot Francis Carney 1994-2011. Gosh, he was only seventeen. Young people shouldn't die. Even people like Mia.

"How many times are you going to thank me?" A voice from behind me reached me. I opened my mouth to scream in right but his hand covered my mouth. My heart was beating so loudly that I heard it clearly.

"I'll let you go. Promise me not to scream?" He whispered in my ear. I nodded and he pulled his hand away. I turned around and here he was – Elliot Carney as alive as ever.

"Why are you alive?" I hissed. I was so shocked that the only reaction I could muster was anger. "Do you have any idea how miserable I was because I felt so guilty?!"

He smiled crookedly, pushing his hands in his pockets. "Sorry? I've gone to New Orleans to visit my aunt. I don't know why cops said that it was my body."

I was shell shocked. "Holy shit. You've been alive all this time!"

"Yeah…" He scratched the back of his head. "It's kinda weird that people think that you're dead. Well, at least I know that there were many people at my funeral… Or was it only for Mia?"

"I can't believe you're joking right now!" I threw my arms in my air. And then I threw myself at him, hugging the shit out of him. "You're going to my house with me this time." I said, grabbing him by his hand and dragging him away from cemetery.

"Rennie?" He asked. "Wait. I have a question."

"What is it?" I asked, turning around only for him to pull me closer and kiss me passionately. It was a closed-mouth kiss but I saw the fireworks. Holy shit, I saw the fireworks!

"Will you go out with me?" He grinned cheekily. And right then I knew that I would never tell him no. Ever. So I went with my usual answer. I rolled my eyes.

Dear Lord,

I don't know what I had done to deserve this but thanks. I mean it.

Amen.

So, this is the end folks. I'm sorry for taking such a long time. I swear, this was already written and I was just waiting for my beta to send it back. :) Anyways, I'm glad that I just got it all out in the open. Put me on author alert if you want to hear about my new stories.

-G.K.