in case you dont figure it out, this one is from ian's point of view. i probably wont make many like this, but it seemed neccessary.

Ian

Two days later, on Wednesday, I got a call from... Renesmee. I wasn't sure what to call her anymore. What had happened on Saturday night… I was both amazed and frightened… she seemed so innocent. Seeing those tears in her eyes made me want to forget the whole thing. But the more I thought about it… why should I be afraid? She hadn't hurt me. In fact, she protected me. I probably owe my life to her, and here I was acting like a jerk. We hadn't been friends for long, but something inside me was shouting to let me trust her, and I wanted her to trust me too. She was one of the most beautiful creatures I had ever seen; stunning… dangerous… whatever she was. And what was she? Some kind of supernatural being? There was blood all over… and why couldn't she tell me?

Part of me was screaming to find out. Another part was cowering in fear of the truth. Would I think differently of her if I knew? I didn't think so. That had to be part of trust. She had to trust me to believe her and still be able to look at her the same way… but if that were the case, could I allow her to trust me? If only to break her trust? My brain was so full it was tearing me apart. All I could do was answer her call.

She almost sounded like nothing happened. She called, almost cheerfully, asking if I could come over and watch some movie that I had never heard of. I should have said no, right? I couldn't help it; it was like her voice had persuasive qualities. I didn't want to stay away from her. And she had asked me to go to her house. I was curious. She said she remembered how to get to my house, and that she would come pick me up with Jake. My heart was pounding in anticipation and alarm. Would her whole family be there? The murderous looking group of…

I had been spending days and nights thinking about this. Were they some kind of super hero? Or something else? Hopefully time would tell. And hopefully I wouldn't regret it.

I waited in my driveway in complete silence, shaking with anxiousness. She came with Jake to pick me up; while we were driving I kept every turn in my head. Maybe I could get here on my own again.

We pulled into an enormous house, by my standards, and my jaw dropped. Nessie giggled and pulled my arm to snap me back to life. I walked inside to see marble floors, crystal chandeliers, glass tables, and a grand piano off to the side of the main entrance.

"Wow. You guys sure have one heck of a house." Was that really all I could say? I was so lame!

"Thanks, she smiled and looked down, as if her happiness was dimmed by something from her memory. Jacob tapped her arm and moments later she snapped her head back up with her beautiful smile and pulled me up the grand stairway.

"Where are we going?"

"To the movie room!" she had her own movie room? How rich were these people? Was that something that she wanted to hide? A part of her secret? Or coincidence?

She opened a door to a room laid out with white walls- and it would have looked boring, had it not been decorated with red curtains and a red carpet under a bed with a red comforter and with around a hundred pillows all stacked up on each other. Wait… this was her bedroom right? My heart sped up a little.

"This is my room," she walked me over to another door, "the movie room is in here!" she must've really liked to watch movies. This room was around the same size as hers, but it was darker. There was a black leather couch against the back wall, sitting in front of one of the biggest plasma's I'd ever seen. There weren't any windows, so the sun was blocked out, not that it was shining today anyway. The walls were painted a light gray, and there were black and white paintings hanging from each side of the walls.

"Okay…" she got the movie she asked me to watch with her from the table and stuck it in the DVD player, while Jacob sat himself down on the couch. She walked back over to the couch and sat herself down right next to Jake… or maybe almost on Jacob. "Sit!" she said, because I was still standing in awe of the rooms by the door.

I sat down on the other side of her, not too close though. I might have been a little jealous… why couldn't she hold onto my arm like that? I hadn't been realizing that I was staring at them, sitting together, like pieces of a puzzle. She started turning her head a bit, and my eyes flashed to the screen. I had hardly been paying attention to the movie… when I had been looking at her, there was something strange about her expression. I turned and glanced once more. I saw it now, she seemed a little scared herself. That was ironic. But was it the movie that was scaring her?

In the movie… what had it been called? The lost boys? I thought so. The main character was brought in by a group of vampires, and he accidentally turns into one himself. But he wouldn't be all vampire until he killed someone. He falls in love with the girl- she's a half vampire.

Right now, we were watching the part after the main character gets into a fight with the girl and she's trying to explain herself. She runs up to the second story window… by running up the wall I assumed. My thoughts started wandering off about that. You would have to be running pretty fast to not fall back down, or to stop gravity from affecting you. Kind of like superman, except he could just fly up to the window. You would think the girl in the movie wouldn't flaunt that kind of power when the main character's brother was right there. Although, if I could move like that, I would want to do it all the time. Wouldn't it be cool if people had powers like that. Look here! I real live superman! He's strong, he's fast, he growls!

Wait.

Superman didn't growl… but Nessie did.

What was I saying? What was Nessie saying? I glanced at her again, and fear was stricken in her eyes. Did she pick this movie for a reason?

I ran the movie through my head again. Half vampires, vampires… ha-ha! My head was just fooling with me. Nessie said she liked to watch movies, maybe she liked this one, and wanted me to see it too. Maybe she looked scared because she already knows what happens. My imagination was getting wayyy out of hand. It almost seemed rude.

Suddenly she paused the movie and got up to put a different one in. why? We were just at the climax!

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I just remembered, I've already seen this one, I don't really want to watch it. Too scary." I was right, she'd already seen it and she was scared because of what happened next.

This one was also about vampires, but it had werewolves in it too. I couldn't remember the title, but the main characters were a beautiful vampire and a werewolf, and despite the feud between the two species, they fell in love. Something kept tugging at the back of my mind. I didn't know she liked vampire movies. But there was a disturbing resemblance. In both movies, the vampires were speedy… and usually really strong. Did it help or hurt to say that there was also some growling there?

Nessie couldn't tell me what she was… but was this some way of trying to communicate it to me? In the slight chance that that was what she was doing- and it was probably just my imagination- what exactly was she trying to tell me?

What did the two movies have in common? They both had beautiful, strong, fast, vampires… except, in the first one, the girl was only a half vampire. Nessie was beautiful too. What was I saying? That Nessie, Nessie, was a… a vampire? I tried to convince myself it was rubbish. But my mind couldn't shake it off completely. What else could she be saying? That her family was all…

Unexpectedly the room seemed to get smaller, like it was a hot prison cell that I had been trapped in for hours. I wanted to get out of here… was I in danger? What if I was right? What if her house was full of freaking vampires?

No, Ian, no. Just no. I had to keep my head. This was ridiculous… but the more I thought about Saturday night, the more likely it seemed. Unintentionally, I began to lean away from the girl sitting next to me. Moments ago, hadn't I wished that I had been closer to her? I took a glance in her direction- her face had gone from fear, to sadness. Had she seen me pull away?

Abruptly, I felt guilty again, seeing her eyes filling up with glistening tears. I leaned back towards her. I thought she could trust me didn't I? And even though I'd never promised her anything, I felt like I had to carry it through. Earn her trust… I had to, if she was planning on trusting me with this. If only I knew for sure that she was actually saying what I thought she was.

I couldn't focus all through the rest of the movie. Not at all. Didn't remember what happened, but I could remember the feeling of terror, thinking that maybe at any moment I could be attacked just like someone in the movies. And I didn't want to feel that way at all. Then came the wave of guilt. That was me not trusting her. If she trusted me enough to bring me here, tell me what she was, then she had to have had the certainty that I was safe.

Then again, maybe that was exactly what I wasn't… yet I couldn't see her betraying me like that. She might not be as innocent as she looked, but she was definitely trust worthy.

Jacob lifted his wrist to read the time on his watch and stood up, before the movie was over. I guessed there was 10 minutes left. At the most.

"I just remembered, that Rosalie asked me to give her a ride home from the salon. That was like… 20 minutes ago, so I think that's long enough to make her wait." Nessie giggled, but I didn't get it. Soon enough though, it was just me and Ness, sitting in the room alone.

Did I ever think her to be dangerous? To me? Maybe to someone bad, but I was her friend. And she was still the same person I met two weeks ago.

When the movie was over, she turned to me with hesitant eyes. her behavior only made my theory grow stronger.

"Ness…" her eyes filled up with… hope, but I didn't know why, "can you take me home?" her eyes dropped back down and her cheeks grew an even brighter red. She nodded wordlessly.

I stood up and grabbed her hand with a boost of courage to pull her up. she tried to wipe away the single tear that rolled down her cheeks disappear before I could see it, but I could see it.

She drove me home, without talking the whole way, just until I was getting out of the car.

"Can I… sit with you tomorrow?" she asked me. I didn't know. I had to let this all sink in first.

"I don't know. I'll see you tomorrow." I got out of the car, rudely, it seemed even to me, and after I stepped inside my house I looked out the window to see her before she left. She was sitting in the car with her head leaning up against the head rest and tears were cascading down her brilliantly red face. she pushed her gold curls behind her ears and wiped her tear away the best she could and took a deep breath before rolling down my driveway.

I just made her cry again.

I just had to be patient, knowing, that I could trust her. She would clear up this jumbled mess.

When I got home, my parents both seemed concerned with my attitude.

"You know… you kind of had the same look on your face last time you were with that girl…" mom said. When was the last time? My mom opened the door? Wow, I must have really zoned out. I remember getting into Nessie's car… and then… and then she slapped me and I was back in my room.

"Sorry mom. I'm… tired, I think I'll go to bed now." she checked the clock as I made my exit up the stairs.

"But it's only-"

"Goodnight mom, love you." I knew it was only 6. But whatever. I just found out that vampires existed.

I wonder… one of the movies she showed me had werewolves…