It's been a week and everything has been going great. Emmett and I have been training and I have been getting better by the day. After that day in the forest, I have been confident and knowing that I can do this, but I had a lot of help so I know that my dad is not going to take me. He's not going to take me away from my new family. Rosalie has been really quiet. She clamed she's not mad at me, but I can tell. I can tell that deep in her eyes, she wants to kill me. O FUN! I tried talking to her the other day, but she just snarled and walked away. I don't even know if I should just talk to her or ignore her like she has to me. When ever I talk to Emmett about it he just says to ignore her because she'll get over it. But I really do not want to wake up in the morning and realize that my head is not on my body.

That's one thing I can't stand, sleeping. Emmett and I stay up and talk for hours but I still have to go to sleep and he almost forces me. I hate sleeping. I don't need that much of it sense I really don't need it, but it's better for me or something like that. I was only half listening to Emmett when he told me. I can never pay attention when he talks to me. He's so hot, I can almost hear my heart pounding in my head, and only because I'm so used to hearing that when I'm with him. But ever sense my heart stopped, he hasn't been holding me the same. He never puts his hand on my heart; he never holds me and listens to my heart. But he said something he hasn't said in awhile. He told me he loved me. He said that secretly, he has had a crush on me ever sense he saw me first day of senior year. I was home schooled my entire life. I was maturing at a really young age so my father wanted me to think I aged like every kid. When I stopped aging he sent me to an actual school.

It was close to Christmas and I was counting down the days. The Cullens didn't celebrate it that much but Bella and I were all over it. We didn't tell them what were doing. Between being with Emmett and training and hunting I find almost no time to plan with her. She and I have gotten so close. She and Edward are still mushy though. I don't tease her that often anymore because I finally know what she's going through.

One day while we were training, Emmett was testing my speed. I watched his movements, paid attention to his sound. I closed my eyes and listened. He circled around me quickly and I stood still. I could hear him getting closer and quickly run up behind me. I jabbed my elbow into his stomach and his arms flew over my shoulders and I took his wrist. Flipping him over my shoulder and pinning him to the ground. He made a thud noise and I put my arm over his neck, pinning his shoulders to the ground and my mouth by his neck. I giggled as he tickled me and he pinned me down. Just flipping our positions and his mouth was by my neck. He kissed me and came up to my cheek. He looked up at me face, and looked into my eyes.

"I'm okay with losing to you this way." I smiled and he kissed me. We took it a little too far though. We didn't stop for a while. Nothing really happened. Our clothes were still on and everything. We didn't train for the rest of the day. I wasn't able to do really anything. We walked back to the house and went up to his room. Rosalie moved out into a different room and got settled into that. I was staying with Emmett. We started fooling around and he laid me down on his bed. Like I said, nothing really happened. Out clothes stayed on and we didn't do anything that's considered "too much."

After a while I froze. I didn't move and I didn't do anything back to Emmett. He got up after a second.

"What's wrong?" I kept my eyes blank and I closed my eyes. I don't think Scott was doing anything. It's too weak to be anything from him. But it was still powerful. I felt like I was dying inside. I honestly didn't know what was going on. I guess I wasn't even getting hurt. It was more of a shock. Like I just realized my dog died. "Nikki what's wrong?!" I snapped back to reality and looked up at him. I completely forgot what I was feeling; I was back to feeling so happy with Emmett.

I just smiled. "Nothing." He gave me a weird look. I didn't want to tell him what I felt. If I had a power I wanted to know what it was; not find out through someone else. I gave him a smirk and pulled him closer to me with his shirt. "Who said you could stop?" I passionately kissed him and he kissed me back. We didn't talk about it again.

Later that night, after Emmett, Edward and I went hunting, we were walking to the house when Edward stopped mid step.

"What is it?" I whispered. Edward lifted his finger and listened. He took off running north and Emmett and I fallowed him. He stopped after a while and we were after him shortly. Edward pointed to the bush and smiled. We all crept up to the bush and Edward pulled it out of the ground.

A little helpless puppy looked up from his rat dinner. It was a small West Highland white terrier. It looked so cute I couldn't help but stop the guys from eating it.

"NO!" They took several steps back as I stared into the little puppy's eyes. "How could even think about killing this little angel?" Edward gave me a weird look and rolled his eyes.

"Angel?" I looked at him and then down at the little boy. I got down on my knees and held out my hand to him. He closed his eyes and started to whimper.

"It's ok," I said. I put a smile on my face and took my hand in a little bit. "I'm not going to hurt you." The little puppy opened his eyes and sniffed my hand. After a min I started to pet him. His fur was so greasy and gross, I couldn't stand touching him. But I had to. I felt bumps on his skin and dry blood from his neck. "Oh my God," I whispered to myself.

"What?" Emmett was beside me in a second. "What's wrong with him?" Edward was on the other side of me.

The puppy flinched away from both of them and started to whimper again. "Don't worry," I said. "They're my friends. They aren't going to hurt you either. I promise." He looked back up and I looked at Emmett.

"Feel his neck," I said softly. Emmett smiled at him too, so he would seem so scary, and stroked his neck softly.

"It's so flakey?" he said in a questionable tone. I nodded and took the puppy in my hands. He was so light as well. Light like only 10 pounds. He should be at least thirty pounds.

"This dog was abused," Edward mumbled. I looked at him and at Emmett.

"We can't kill him," I said in a pleading tone. "Let's take him back to Carlisle."

"But he's not a vet," Edward said. "What can he do?" I looked up at him and he nodded, reading my thoughts not even bothering to tell Emmett what I said. We walked back to the house and when we walked in Alice ran to the door.

"HE'S SO ADORABLE!" Alice screamed. "And I think Hamish is a perfect name for him." She picked him up and took him straight up to Carlisle.

"Hamish?" Edward looked down to me and I just made a stupid face at him. "Is that German or something?"

"NO!" Emmett and I burst out laughing. Hamish was Scottish. But I have no idea why I know that. Edward didn't even know about Hamish because I didn't know about it yet. The name sounded familiar though. Hamish…Hamish; I repeated the name in my head over and over again. Alice came back down the stares without the Hamish.

"You'll remember it in a couple hours." I just shrugged it off. We walked up the stares and Carlisle was sitting at his desk. Hamish was looking up at him and his tail wagging side to side. He looked so happy. "Can we keep him?" Alice said, reminding me of a little girl who just found a frog. "Please Daddy!" She gave him puppy dog eyes and he laughed.

"Well I don't know," he said. We all looked at him and Alice and I were close to tears. "You know the responsibilities?"

"Of course dad, please!" I wailed. I have been calling him dad for a while. Edward just rolled his eyes.

"Aw, what the heck," He smiled and Alice and I embraced Hamish. We left out of his study in a second. "Your welcome girls!" he yelled after us. We didn't stop running.

"THANKS DAD," we yelled. We went out and went to the pet store and got him a collar and food. We basically had everything else. Including chew toys. We always bought them to tease the others. We said that if they get frustrated just to play with the chew toy.

After we came home, Alice took me into a room that had been prepared all for Hamish. We let him run around and I swear, that room is bigger then mine. After a while Alice left and I was left alone with Hamish. He ran up to me and whined. And I finally found out he wanted to play. So I took out the small stuffed referee we bought for Emmett. And when I finally realized he wasn't stopping I just lied down. I was still throwing the ref though. After a while he saw I was tired. He sat down in the curve of my stomach. His warm fur made me smile. Even though I loved blood, I never thirst for his. He's like my baby. I knew I had to take care of him. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have a loving family and Emmett and I to care for him.

Once I thought that I started petting him. His white fur was brighter then I remembered it. The fist time I saw him it was almost black, and it was full of dirt. It was so difficult to wash him. I was afraid I was going to break him in two. I realized his touch to me was like humans. He was so fragile and one twitch of my finger would kill him in one second. While he fell asleep and gently breathed on my arm, I tried getting up without waking him. Successfully I walked out and kept the door cracked. I turned around and Emmett was standing by my door. I noticed him but didn't look at him. I was in deep thought. I kept my door open; to let him know he can come in. but I still didn't really acknowledge him.

I walked over to my couch slowly. I wanted to waist time just do I don't have to explain what I was thinking. I sat down on the couch sideways and looked out the window. The view showed me the town of Forks. And in the distance I saw La Push. Everyone out there knows who they are, what they are. But what am I? What is my purpose? Am I just a tool for my father; or just a person that was made to divorce Rose and Emmett? I'm not human; I'm not vampire; I'm not werewolf; what the hell am I?

Emmett sat behind me and embraced me in his arms. His chin rested on my shoulder and I could feel his breath on my neck. He didn't need to say anything. I knew what he was thinking. I knew that he knew no matter what that I will always love him. His hold on me was telling me that all on its own. I never wanted to say it out loud but I knew that Emmett still had feelings for Rosalie. She's pretty, smart, and I hate to admit this but a really nice girl. She just acts like a bitch to people who don't know the family secret.

Out of no where I heard a shriek of fear. It was Alice I could tell. Me and Emmett shot up and ran out of the room. "NIKKI!" She let out another shriek. I ran faster and the noise was coming from Hamish's room. I barged in and Hamish was lying on the floor motionless. Everyone in the house fallowed after us and I and Alice were already working on him. I got down on my knees and lowered my ear to him. He had no heart beat. I tried CPR; gently pressing his chest. Nothing changed. Carlisle came down and tried doing the same thing. But it was too late. He died in front of me with no warning. My dog died.