I'm not trying to say i'm psychic or anything - but as predicted, a lot of you got confused. (sorry about that) I meant to say at the end of the last chapter that everything WILL be explained during the story, later. I'm not leaving you to guess everything that happened and never have a character question it - as you'll find, Renesmee questions it A LOT in this chapter. I hope this chapter makes more sense, it should do...

Enjoy! :)

THE PHONE CALLS

OVER THE NEXT COUPLE OF WEEKS, I NOTICED THINGS CHANGE – A LOT. EVERY WEEKEND, I went out into London with Leo and Sammy. Sammy and I would often have different opinions when it came to clothes, so we went separate ways then. Leo would obviously stay with me when I was without Sammy.

On the second weekend, I went to a hair salon and dyed my hair. It came out darker than what I expected, almost black with a tinge of red in it. Nonetheless, I loved it and couldn't understand why it had taken me until now to change my hair color. Leo insisted that it looked sexy and also that my contrast in skin made me look like Snow White.

Through Leo's influence, I started to change the way I dressed. He said how he thought that what I used to wear was dull and didn't match me at all, so I aimed for a new fashion. In a nutshell, he vamped me up. To be honest, all that was missing was a giant tattoo on my forehead saying 'I am a vampire'. But I wasn't the only one to change – Leo did too. His outfits started to share a similarity with mine. They too were dark, he often wore a leather jacket and it was just… dark and sexy.

Sammy started to keep a distance from me after a while. I couldn't understand why – I hadn't turned mean, had I? Well, Sammy thought I had.

"Hi-" Said Sammy as I threw my bag onto my bed when I entered our room.

"Hey." I said, bleakly. Heading to the bathroom.

"Urm, Renesmee, can I talk to you for a sec?"

I sighed, "Sure, just make it quick. I've got-"

"Leo, I get it. Listen, Renesmee-" she paused. "I think you should stay away from him. I don't think he's doing you any good."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, look at you. When I first met you, you had gorgeous natural hair – now he's made you dye it as black as death. And your clothes tell the same story. Are you starting to worship the devil or something?"

"No!" I snapped. "Jeez, Sammy. Nothing is wrong with me-"

"Yes there is. He's turned you bad-"

"No he hasn't. Don't be stupid-"

"Then why the hell haven't you answered your cell for the past two weeks?"

"What are you-"

"Your cell phone, Renesmee. It's been constantly ringing, eventually I checked who was actually calling you. You have eight missed calls from 'Abi'. Thirteen missed calls from 'Claire'. Twenty nine missed calls from 'Home' and Thirty six from-" the phone started to vibrate in her hand. We both stared at it for a moment, then she looked at me. "Thirty seven from Jacob." Then she held the buzzing phone out to me.

I stared at the phone for a long while, letting the picture-less caller ID shine in my face. I don't know why I did it, but I answered it.

I held to phone to my ear and waited.

"Ness – you there?" said the voice on the end. "Hey, can you hear me?"

His voice was vaguely familiar. There was something about it that made my heart warm up. I didn't speak, I just let him talk – hoping I would soon recognise him.

"Ness, if you're there, please say something." He begged. I debated about answering, but I was embarrassed that he knew me and I didn't know him. So I hung up. Sammy's arms fell to her side.

"W-why did you do that?" she asked, bewildered.

"Because I don't know who he is."

"'Don't know who he is'? – You mean the guy you were obsessed with? Completely head over heels in love with? – That guy?"

I stared at her blankly.

Silence.

She stepped forward.

"Okay, you are not to see him anymore. Do you understand me? – he's bad news and I don't want him inflicting anymore of that on you."

"Don't talk to me like that!" I snapped. "If I wanted a mother's opinion, I would've asked for it."

I stormed away from her and left the room. As I journeyed through the crowds to Leo's room, I found myself thinking about that phone call. Who was that on the other end? I tried to make him sound familiar, but it never worked. It only brought up more questions than necessary.

I knocked on his door with fury still bubbling inside me. When he answered, my anger was the first thing he noticed.

"Woah, babe, what happened?" he asked, I stormed past him into the room.

"It's just Sammy, pissing me off." I said, wiping away a tear. Leo came over to me then put his arms around me from behind and kissed my head.

"Do you wanna stay in here tonight?" he asked, resting his cheek on my head. "So you can cool down?" I nodded as I turned around and rested my head on his chest.

I could feel the tears threaten in my eyes, but I tried to conceal them. Leo looked down at me and stroked my cheek – making the tears fall.

"Renesmee, calm down. It's only Sammy, sweetheart – what's the worst she could have said to you?" – But the truth was, I wasn't crying over what Sammy had said. I was crying over the guy on the phone. He genuinely wanted to talk to me and I didn't even have the courage to say anything. I just tortured him for a while and then killed him when I suddenly hung up. I started to cry more. Leo held me closer.

"I should call him back." I sniffed, pulling away. As I turned to leave, Leo grabbed my arm.

"Call who back?" he asked, his eyes stern.

"The guy who called me. He-I-he, he called me, but I didn't know who he was. So I-"

"What did you say to him Renesmee?" he barked. "What did you say?"

I felt the tears stiffen my face as I stared at him, trying to understand what his problem was.

"He was trying to get me to talk to him. I didn't say anything. I hung up."

"Good girl." He turned away, but my words made him freeze.

"But-"

"But?" he looked at me again. "But –what?"

"But his voice sounded familiar. I don't know – I sort of recognised it and, well, it made me happy to hear it at first."

"Renesmee-"he let go off me to walk away, letting out an exasperated sigh as he did. He ran his fingers through his hair and began to pace. What was wrong with him?

"Okay, well, you can stay here and do whatever you need to do. I'll be back in a minute – after I call him back-"

"No!" He was at my side again in a second. "Look, just forget about it. It was probably the wrong number – maybe he got you confused with someone else?"

"But- he had caller ID-"

"Doesn't everyone nowadays?" he tried to smile, but it didn't come as effortlessly as it usually did. Then he put an arm round me. "C'mon, if it was important, I'm sure he'll call back."

"He's called me thirty seven times." I told him.

"Christ." He muttered. "Just let it go, sweetheart. Let it pass. If it's harassing you, we'll get you a new phone? A really nice one."

I didn't like the patronising tone in his voice, but he held my face in his hands.

"Don't worry about it. Alright?" then he kissed my nose.

I put on a smile. Obviously he wasn't going to be able to reassure me the way I wanted. Instead, he was trying to reassure me his way, either that or he was just trying to take my mind away from it. I guessed the latter because he kissed me again, but this time his lips pressed to mine. Again, and again, and again.

After a continuous hazy blur, I felt my back lie on his bed with him still kissing me. His kisses moved from my mouth to my jaw, to my neck, to my collar bone, back to my neck again. My mind was focused on all sorts of things, surprisingly; I wasn't paying too much attention to Leo. I was too busy trying to reassure myself that everything would turn out alright and that I was over thinking all this phone call stuff way too much.

It wasn't until my legs turned cold when he whipped off my jeans that I paid him attention.

"Leo-"I started to push him off. At first he wouldn't budge, but eventually my force had more strength to it.

"Leo, stop." He finally got off me and I sat up with him. He was staring to look into my eyes but I dared look at him. I didn't know what was wrong with me. But then again, I hadn't known what was wrong for quite some time now.

"What's wrong?" he asked, reaching for my chin and making me face him. I looked into his eyes and immediately regretted it. I shook his hand away and picked my jeans off the floor.

"Wait, Renesmee- what's wrong? Why won't you-?"

"It's not you, Leo. It's me. It's always me. I just… it just… it just doesn't feel right. I don't know, I just can't."

"I don't understand you-"

"I know. I don't understand me either, but that's how I feel, I don't know I just-"

He waved my words away with his hand.

"It's fine, I'm sure you'll come to your senses soon." And I hoped he was right. I wanted this weird guilt to go away. It wasn't a new feeling. I'd felt it for a couple of weeks now, but I didn't know what was going on with me. My mind seemed to be distant from me; it was somehow detached from my body.

Although I'd spent an hour debating about it, I decided to still stay with Leo that night. Sammy wouldn't be worried; she was used to me not sharing her room every night and after our fight earlier. I doubted she'd welcome my company.

I'd fell asleep not long after I told him I would go to sleep. He'd stayed by my side for as long as I could recall. But I woke three hours later.

According to his alarm clock, it had just gone two in the morning. But now, he was nowhere to be seen. All the lights were off, so all I looked into was darkness. Until, I gained back my hearing. I could hear Leo's voice, coming from inside the bathroom. The door was shut. He was talking to someone – I think he was on the phone. After a few sentences and a few cut off sentences, he would pause for a long while.

"Yes-"

"Yes I know."

"Don't worry, I'm nearly done."

"I don't know – what did he say?"

"Right. Okay."

There was a long pause.

"Tomorrow." The muffled sound of his voice was somehow soothing. I felt myself drifting back into sleep. The last thing I heard was "I love you." And I fell back to sleep with a smile on my face.

This was, undoubtedly, the oddest dream I'd ever had. I was sat in a room, a living room with white couches. But I was on the floor, with a book in my hands. It didn't look like a particularly difficult read. But I was small – maybe a child of some age.

I wasn't sure what happened after that, but I looked at the door and people came in. But these people were blurred. I couldn't see faces, they were more like colored shadows. Whoever these people were, they were dark skinned. Suddenly I felt happy. I didn't know why – maybe I knew them? I did know them. The one in front spoke to me.

"Hey kiddo, where's your mommy and daddy?"

Then more people came in, still shadow like figures, except they were very pale. They were talking. But I couldn't tell what they were staying, their voices were muffled. It was like they were talking with sponges in their mouths. But something I could make out was the sudden change in atmosphere. Suddenly, everything felt dark and depressing and… almost… not worth living?

Whatever the shadow who spoke to me wanted my parents for – it was definitely to tell them some bad news.

Then the shadows faded and the lights flickered out – turning it night dark. I got up to find my book gone. Then, something pushed me towards the front door. But it wouldn't open. I was trapped in this house – maybe I was trapped in myself. I pressed my small hands to the window and looked across the road into a mass of forest. Only the first few trees were visible, everything else was devoured in darkness.

I now felt no happiness. I just felt empty, alone, sad and there was a lump forming in my throat. The moonlight was giving me a dim reflection – I was saying something. I couldn't feel my mouth moving, but my reflection was talking, shouting, screaming…

I woke with a start. Dripping in sweat, panicking like mad and as confused as hell.

"Renesmee-"Leo was holding my shoulders and stroking my face, "Hey – sweetheart, it's alright, it's alright." He cradled me, even though, deep down I didn't want to be cradled. I wasn't sure what I wanted – maybe to be alone- To collect my unassembled thoughts?

For a long while I was shaking in his arms. The dream technically wasn't that scary – but why did it scare the hell out of me?

It was like an unobvious nightmare. There was something more attached to it – I just didn't know what.

Eventually, I woke up again, this time from a dreamless sleep and found Leo watching me from the other side of the room. I flinched.

"Jesus- you scared me."

He grinned. "Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."

I looked around and finally noticed the sun rays from underneath the curtains.

"Uh oh – it's sunny." I said, sitting up.

"Don't worry, just pretend you're ill. I am."

I looked at him for a moment. Was he seriously ditching class just because I couldn't make it? – That was… sweet. And stupid.

I stared at my hands for a while, thankful that I no longer had sweat dripping down my collar bone.

"Who were you talking to last night?" I asked. His face grew stern but almost blank.

"My father." he said. "He isn't doing well without me so-"

"So, you're going home?" my heart sank. I looked away from him as I felt the tears fill my eyes.

"Yes, I think it's for the best. But-"he lifted my chin so my eyes met his. "I want you to come with me."

"What?" I gasped, "Leo, I can't just-"

"Why not?"he asked. "Which would you rather Renesmee? – stay here with a friend you only fight with, then to return home where your family don't give a damn about you. Or – come with me, to Italy, to live with me and my father where we can be together and you won't have to worry about your parents or any of them. It'll just be us. Forever."

Admittedly, his argument was reasonable. Why should I go back to a place where I'm hated – when I could go to somewhere I would be loved?

It was a no-brainer. But I couldn't bring myself to just take off and not say anything to Sammy. I would have to slip her a note or something.

I looked at Leo again, and smiled.

He smiled at me, "You've got an hour. Then we're heading for the airport."

"An hour – you mean we're leaving now?"

"No." he grinned, "We're leaving in an hour. So you'd better get your stuff ready. Oh – and try to pack light will you?"

"Okay, I'll be right back!" I went for the door but he pulled me back. I turned to see him smiling at me.

"I love you." He grinned and bent down to kiss me.

"I love you too!" I giggled, then kissed him lightly and left.

By the time I reached my room, Sammy was gone which I was surprisingly grateful for. I did what Leo said and packed light – well, I packed a bag with the first thing my hands touched. That excluded my cell phone. But it was something my eyes fell on. I dared look to see how many more missed calls I had. Had that guy tried to phone me again? Had Sammy answered any calls?

Reluctantly, I unlocked the phone to find that he had called six times since when I picked up. Something in my brain twitched and I pressed the call button next to his ID.

Shit!

No! Stop!

That's what my head was saying, but my body was doing something different. I lifted the phone to my ear a listened to it ring.

My heart was pounding so hard I could almost hear it above the ringing. The line crackled.

"Renesmee?" came his voice, desperately, urgently. "Are you there?"

I took a breath. "Hi." I said, regretting it straight away.

"Thank god – you scared me. Why haven't you answered any calls? Your parents have been freaking out, especially Bella. In fact, everyone's been worried about you. We were thinking of coming over there to check on you-"

"No." I snapped. "Don't come. Stay."

"What-?"

I didn't say anything and there was a long pause.

Pause.

Heart pounding starting to hurt.

Pause.

"Ness- Are you alright?" he asked.

I hesitated. "Yes, I'm fine. How are you?"

Pause.

"I'm fine."

Pause.

"Are you sure you're alright – do you wanna come home?"

"No. I don't. Home is the last place-" I could hear footsteps nearing my door and knew straight away it was Leo. "-I have to go."

"But you just got on-"

"No, I really have to go."

"Wait-" but I hung up and slammed the phone onto the table, stepping away from it. Just as I turned, Leo walked in.

"What's the hold up?" he asked, shutting the door.

"Nothing." I insisted. I could already feel tears threatening in my eyes because of the guilt. Just as I slung the back pack onto my shoulder – the phone started to ring again. I looked at it and could see that same old caller ID flashing. Leo looked at the phone and slowly walked over to it.

He picked it up and showed me the screen.

"This guy-"he said. "Is he the one who keeps calling you?"

Gently, I nodded. He studied the screen for a while and then, he did what I dreaded, he answered it.

I reached forward. "N-!"

But he held a finger to his lips and I silenced. I watched him with shaking legs.

He didn't answer, he just listened – same as what I did. Eventually, he spoke.

"I'm sorry, Renesmee isn't available at the moment – can I take a message?"

Pause.

"Can I take a message or did you just call to chat?"

Pause.

"I'll just tell her that you called to chat – but don't be surprised if she doesn't call back-"

He stopped and again, there was a long pause.

"Alright, listen – it appears your calls have become somewhat of a nuisance. You're making Renesmee feel uncomfortable and I don't like it when people make my little Renesmee feel uncomfortable. So, if you know what's good for you – you won't call this number again. Goodbye." He hung up and my mouth hung open.

I couldn't believe he had just done that and what made it worse was that he even tried to patronise me as well. I was about to leave the room before him, when the phone started to vibrate again in his hands. This time, he looked at it for a brief moment – then he crushed the phone, effortlessly. I watched as the phone squealed and sparked in his hands and eventually crumbled onto the floor.

"We'll get you a new phone – come on." This time, he dragged me with him.

As we marched down the hallway – Leo tossed me a black hooded sweater.

"Put this on." He ordered, "And keep the hood up until I say otherwise."

The first half of the plane journey had been silent. I sat beside Leo, trying to sleep, trying to get his actions out of my head. But it was difficult. I still couldn't believe he'd killed my cell phone. But by the second half of the journey, I had cooled down a bit and was able to think of Leo as something else besides a pain in my ass.

"Are you sure I can't get you anything?" the stewardess asked Leo for the fifth time. The sun was even brighter above the clouds, so I couldn't lift the cover from the window and watch the clouds. I wished I could, and then I would be able to take my mind elsewhere and not be forced to listen to the irritating blond stewardess, who was persistent in trying to lavish Leo with goods that he clearly didn't want. This then proved my point on how Leo could have any girl in the world. It also brought me back to the question, why did he choose me?

The annoying stewardess asked one final time before I shot her a poisonous glare, she surprisingly noticed my look and backed off.

"Renesmee" Leo gasped sarcastically "You little green eyed monster". I giggled as I sunk back into my chair. I rested my arm and hand on the arm rest between Leo and I. Leo rested his hand on mine.

I stared at his hand for some time, thoughtfully.

"Leo, can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Sure" he replied "What?"

"Where in Italy do you live?" Leo hesitated for a couple of seconds, before finally replying.

"Lajatico, why?" he asked.

"Just curious."

A shiny, black Bugatti screeched to a halt in front of me. The tinted window rolled down on my side and Leo leant across, looking up at me.

"C'mon, get in!" he hurried me through the open passenger window. Everyone outside, turned their heads and stared at me. I lifted my hood over my head again as I ran from the shade over to the car, escaping the gawping eyes of fellow plane passengers.

"You have a thing for Bugattis don't you?" I laughed, remembering that we had actually driven to the airport in a Bugatti he had rented from some upper class car company. As I quickly slid into the car and slammed the door, Leo accelerated up the road, trying hard to get away from the airport. I looked over to him worryingly.

"Why are you driving so fast?… Did you steal this car?" I asked.

"No" he snorted "This is my car, and I like to drive my car fast. What's wrong with that?" he asked.

"Nothing until you crash it and kill us" I insisted. Leo began to laugh quietly.

"Renesmee, I've been driving like this for quite some time. I think I know what I'm doing, don't you worry" he insisted.

I looked around the car's interior. All the windows were tinted, they all hinted suspicion. The seats were black leather and rather comfy.

We neared the edge of the suburbs zone of Pisa. The country lanes were flourishing on either side of the car. The roads were emptying and eventually became deserted. This meant that Leo was able to drive faster, if it were even possible. The road remained relinquished, but it also straightened. I watched various trees as they approached the car at a slightly slower pace. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Leo trying to remove his sweater without crashing us into a ditch. I was about to offer my help when he finally got it off. And then, something happen that made my gut burst. He… he… sparkled? I couldn't believe it.

"You-you're a vampire" I breathed "Why didn't you tell me?" I demanded. Leo smiled insidiously.

"Oh please, if I had told you, then you wouldn't have agreed to come with me" he insisted "Or would you?" he question to himself.

I stared at him, it finally added up. Wow I was stupid, it made perfect sense, smashed up my phone effortlessly, his perfect pale skin, he didn't sleep, he didn't leave on a sunny day.

I was so, so ,so stupid!

I may as well have looked at a cat and called it a fish.

"Why wouldn't I have agreed to come with you?"

"You're a clever girl Renesmee, I'll give you that. You would have figured it out"

"Figured out what?" I asked.

"Renesmee, stop with the questions now, okay?... let's have some sitting in silence time now" he insisted.

"But-"

"Shh.." Leo hushed me and he reached one hand across and pressed one icy finger gently against my lips. I flinched away from his finger and the back of my head was almost absorbed into the headrest. I stared at the road ahead, even though I hardly admired the beauty of the nature around me. My mind could only focus on Leo and his immortality.

Leo's lips broke into a smile, his speed increased as we neared a sign in the distance. I could read that it said ten 'miglia' to something. I expected to see 'Lajatico'. But as we neared it, it said something different.

10 MIGLIA - VOLTERRA

... are you getting where this is going now? - i'm not going to explain everything. But i'm hoping that after reading this, some things in the previous chapter will start to make sense. Anyway, let me know how you find THIS chapter :) review! and i'll update again soon x

P.S Miglia means 'miles' in Italian btw - just in case you didn't know... ;)