I want to say thank you to EdwardLovesBella02 for editing the beginning of this chapter and Carlisle's talk with Renesmee.

When I woke up to the huge slam my father made, feeling my ears going red from how much it was hurting already to the loud slamming noise. Feeling sick and still blurry vision, and my eyes were suddenly sensitive to light. Why? I didn't understand, I've never been drunk before, and my stomach felt full with sloshy gross liquid. Then I ran straight to the bathroom in my aunt's room, throwing up all the alcohol in my system, that's when I realized how painful a hangover is. The taste was nasty, washing my mouth out, and stepping out of the bathroom, where the lights unfortunately assaulted my eyes, making me blink a few times. Seeing my aunt in the room with me with a glass in her hand caused me to jump.

"Here Nessie, drink this." She said.

"I don't want anything, I might throw up again."

"It'll help, Edward is coming. So hurry and take a shower, I'll try to calm him down."

"Thanks Aunt Alice."

"Your welcome, oh and Carlisle wants a word with you too."

"Why?"

"Because of what happened last night."

"Oh."

The door swung opened and there was my Dad ready to kill me.

"You. Over here. Now."

"Let her take a shower, please Edward. The smell has been bothering me all night. It's an absolutely horrid smell." Alice told Edward.

"No. There is no time for a shower. This must be dealt with RIGHT NOW."

"Edward, may I have a word with you?" Grandpa Carlisle called out to him, and there was no way my father could ignore him. He turned on his heal and walked out the room.

I didn't wait to be ordered again, so I walked quickly into the restroom and turned on the water waiting for it to get hot. Making it quick because I knew there was no time for stalling or messing around. No matter how much I would rather make this shower a long one to avoid this argument.

All too quickly I was finished, I grabbed the freshly clean clothes that Alice placed on the counter of the bathroom and struggled into them quickly, then I put my hair in a messy bun. I stepped out the room and looking downstairs seeing everyone waiting for me. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, here we go. I told myself. Descending the stairs slowly I reached the bottom of the staircase.

First, I looked at my mother, from what I could see, she was upset and worried at the same time, maybe because she knew daddy was probably going to rip my throat out. Then, there was Aunt Rose and Uncle Emmett trying to make my mother feel better telling her it was going to be okay, and that Dad will never kill me even if he wants to. Grandma Esme was with Aunt Alice in the kitchen making breakfast already. So, I looked at Uncle Jasper, and he looked very concentrated on Dad, probably calming him down with his emotional climate. Grandpa Carlisle spoke up when I was about to look at Dad, but glad that he did because I knew his facial reaction will be the worst of them all.

"Edward. Renesmee. My office please." Grandpa Carlisle ordered.

I was scared to move, because I didn't know what was going to happen, not once in my life was I ever sent to Grandpa's office. We followed him to his office. I kept my eyes on the floor the whole time with my hands behind my back like I was in kindergarten all over again. Yet, I never went to public school as a small child to experience that. When we entered his office I sat down on the leather chair while my father and Grandpa sat on the leather chairs in front of mine.

"Renesmee, I already spoke to Edward, and he is not going to yell at you. But we are going to talk about your actions."

I looked up confused, where was this leading to.

"What you did yesterday was unacceptable and this time, I'm going to give you a chance at showing this family how mature you can be."

"Well Dad deserved his car being totaled. I am tired of being constantly grounded. Besides he has another car, what's the big deal. It's not like he is left without a car"

"No Renesmee. Edward does not deserve to get his car stolen and damaged. What you did to that car was disrespectful and immature. Do you have any idea how much that car was?"

"I don't know. A lot, I guess. What does it matter he can go get a new one, he has enough money. "

"It was a very expensive car Renesmee, and Edward worked for it."

"How did he work for it? He gets everything he wants, why can't I get everything I want?!?!"

"Renesmee Carlie, I've given you everything you ever wanted, and you repay me by crashing my car into the woods." My dad stood up standing over me. I looked down to avoid his scorching gaze. I could feel his eyes burning holes into the top of my head.

Once he was finished, he stood up straighter and wasn't bending over me anymore. I decided to glare up at him, and with my head pounding I didn't want to deal with this crap, "Then get a new one, Dad." I said sarcastically.

"They don't sell them anymore, and I'm not buying a new one. You are." Dad said.

"What?" I shouted, confused, man this room is spinning, can't I just go to sleep and talk about this later. And how was I going to buy a car. Come on I am not old enough to have enough money to buy one of those.

"Nessie, you've disappointed myself, your parents, and the rest of the family. If you ever want to be treated like an adult, your going to have to start acting like one." Carlisle said straight to me.

"But…"

"No buts, Renesmee, you need to start listening to your parents, and your respect for Edward needs to improve."

"Just because of the car, right." I told him while rolling my eyes.

"And because you went out clubbing and you got drunk. Not to mention all your disrespectful actions that have been building up to this." Carlisle said.

"Fine." I said.

"Give me the fake ID, Renesmee." Dad ordered.

"No."

"Renesmee hand your father the ID." Carlisle said.

I got up and took the ID out from inside my socks and instead of putting it into my father's extended hand; I dropped it into the table in front of Carlisle. "Fine, HERE." My father grabbed it off the desk as my grandfather shook his head, "Renesmee that was uncalled for, I told you to hand it to your father; you need to start showing respect immediately, enough of this attitude, please."

"You used your mother's old ID, Renesmee Carlie."

"No, I didn't." I said a little too defensively.

"Really, then why does it say, September 13, 1987?" He put it right in front of my face, making me look at the ID.

"Because that's when I was born, Dad. Or did you forget?" Mom must be blocking my thoughts from him otherwise he would have lost it before we even reached Carlisle's office.

"No, Bella was born on September 1987. I can see where you changed the picture and the name. I'm not dumb, Renesmee."

"Well apparently you are." I muttered to myself.

"Enough, Nessie. I told you to start acting respectful, and you disregarded my request. I'm afraid you live me no choice. From now on you're going to have to work to get what you want." Grandpa spoke.

"What? Why? Dad or Aunt Alice or Mom didn't work. It's not fair!!!! Alice gets to shop for clothes everyday, and he…" I pointed at my father "collect cars!" I started raising my voice at my Grandfather, and for that I was feeling guilty.

"As a matter a fact Nessie, Bella did work in the past. Edward and Alice don't treat money like its garbage. And they have helped this family many times. They know when to use it and when to not, Edward got you everything you wanted he even bought you your very own car but you are not going to be able drive it till you pay off your debts."

"Where am I going to work?" I said.

"Anderson Grocery, you start tomorrow after school." Carlisle said.

"Fine." I got up.

"I'm not done." He said.

Seating back down on the seat waiting for Grandpa to continue.

"I am going to say this again, you need to start showing respect and no more temper tantrums. Edward is only looking out for you; and your still a little girl Renesmee. Yes, I know you may get tired of the rules around here and going to school. But we all had to do our part in this family. And as for school Jasper, Rose, Alice, Edward, and Emmett went to school many times and there will be more times that they go in the future along with yourself and your mother. Everything isn't easy and there are no short-cuts to getting what you want in life."

"Okay Grandpa I understand. I'll be good from now on, I promise."

I stayed sitting down on the chair, looking to the book shelves on my left. I hated the fact that I'm going to have to work from now on. Not feeling hungry anymore, and then I looked back at Carlisle.

"May I be excused?" I asked.

"Yes, you may, Renesmee." Carlisle said.

Getting up from my chair, and out the office, my father appeared to have stayed behind when I stepped out. I didn't want to eat, talk, or be around anyone. When I was about to go up the stairs someone called out to me. It was Grandma Esme.

"Sweetheart, would you like to eat some breakfast?"

"No, thanks, I'm not hungry anymore." I managed to hold back my tears when I spoke. "I'm going to the cottage, Mom." I said opening the front door not bothering to wait for an answer and left.

*NEXT DAY: AFTER SCHOOL*

After school, my friend Ashlee drove me to Anderson Grocery Store. I already had my uniform shirt with me and put the shirt over my top I was wearing. My friends wished me luck and it was confirmed that Kathy is pregnant. Taking everyone off my mind when I enter the store, quickly learning everything I needed to do within 30 minutes, and then began working.

This was torture for me, doing everything in human speed. The first thing I was put on was as a bagger, which wasn't so bad, instead I had to smile and say 'Thank You for coming, please come again,' or 'do you help with the bags to your car'. Mostly everyone was nice to me, maybe because I was new or probably because they knew Carlisle. I also found out from this job that we get paid every week, which was better for me.

At 5:30, I was put on getting the carts together outside. Getting the orange vests so drivers could know that I worked her and is collecting the carts, I stepped outside and stood frozen. There were carts everywhere, mainly at the side of the cars or in the middle of the parking spots. It frustrated me so much, how hard is it to take the carts to where they belong. While getting the carts together some people saw me and gave it directly to me. Oh great. It's easy for them to come over here to bring it to me; that is just great. When I was finished, my manager sent me back to bagger and it was my task for the rest of the six hours I was here. Not once did I take a break and didn't even eat during my lunch break.

When it was time to close down the store, the assistant manager gave me cleaning supplies for all the restrooms. I was shocked, was he serious! Ugh! I hate working. Everything was so gross, it made me realize that men could be so gross and in the women's restroom were writings all over the walls. Then, I cleaned the whole store and as best as I could.

Mom picked me up from work and from what she could see; she knew I didn't have a good day. She drove to the Cullens' house and I smelled dinner for me from a distance.

"I'm not hungry, Mom. Can't I just go home and sleep, please."

"What about your homework?"

"Already finished, I did it during my break."

"Okay, did you eat at work?"

"Yeah, of course I ate." I lied smoothly.

My mother nodded and walked me to the cottage instead of inside the mansion. I was glad she did that because I didn't want to talk about work especially when they put me there. Or should I say Grandpa Carlisle.

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During my next two weeks of working and school, I managed to earn my parents trust back, and everyone's respect to me. Not once did I argue, and I didn't want to start now. There was only one person I wanted to see and that was Jake but we haven't seen each other since the incident. Every time I came home, I would go straight to bed. They stopped making food for me because I would tell them I ate at work, but it was a lie. Never did I ever eat at work and no one ever found out that I was lying about my sudden change of eating habit.

For about three weeks I was slowly starving myself, and hadn't gone hunting once either. When I put on my clothes on for school, my pants felt huge on me and I realized for the first time I lost a lot of weight. Nobody in my family noticed because I was too busy wearing loose clothes lately and a sweater everyday. Getting all my things together, and rushing to the door. I stopped short seeing both my parents there with a worried face.

"What did I do now?" I said.

"Go to the kitchen and make yourself something to eat, Nessie." My father said.

"I'll eat my breakfast at school, okay." I was about to reach for the door knob when he stopped me.

"Nessie…Can you please take the sweater off." He said.

"What? No."

"Renesmee, we know that you have been starving yourself lately. You don't have to hide it." Mom said.

I sighed, dropping my book-bag to the ground; taking off my sweater. Revealing that I probably lost twenty pounds or more…

Okay I decided to stop here because I'm not sure if Renesmee should battle an eating disorder or not. First I want to hear everyone's opinion where this story is heading. I know I wasn't very descriptive on her first day of working but it's because I never had experience at employment.