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Chapter 29

Renesmee

I sat with my hands on my lap, smiling politely. We were sitting in Mrs. Flower's parlor as she served us tea. Aunt Alice sat across from me and was chatting away. "…And your father, oh boy, all he can talk about, ask about, think about is you! Seriously, every five minutes, he's asking if I can check to see if you're okay. But don't worry! I haven't told him where you're at yet." She smiled.

I just nodded and sighed.

Mrs. Flowers finished serving tea and sat down in her comfy old recliner with her own cup. She took a sip and sighed in bliss. She was the reason I didn't want to ask the majority of questions that were on my mind.

"Are you okay Nessie? You look a little pale?" Aunt Alice's golden eyes had worry written all over them. "Have you had enough blood lately?"

I started in surprise, and glanced at Mrs. Flowers to see what her reaction would be. She didn't, which surprised me even more.

"Oh, Mrs. Flowers knew what you were the moment you stepped into her house." Alice waved the matter away as though it were small.

"Wh-what?" I asked, my eyes widened. "Really?" I asked to the old lady.

She smiled secretively. "This old bag of bones wouldn't still be living if I let everyone into my humble abode."

"So I'm guessing she also doesn't know you're a witch?" Alice asked, her all-seeing eyes on Mrs. Flowers.

Mrs. Flowers half shrugged. "Well, the young lady didn't ask, and I didn't see any reason to tell her."

"So…" I said, my eyebrows meeting in the middle with confusion. "You know about Damon and what he is?" I prodded Mrs. Flowers with my eyes.

"Well, of course. And Stefan as well." She smiled.

"Stefan is also…a vampire?"

Mrs. Flowers wore a dubious look. "Well, they're brothers."

"And…and Elena too?"

Mrs. Flowers paused. "No. Elena's something totally different."

"Like…a werewolf?" I suggested.

"Oh goodness no! I couldn't even imagine her as one either. She's too kind-hearted. She is actually something rarely ever seen in this world…like you dear."

I sat back, overwhelmed with all the discoveries I was making. Alice, who had been quietly sipping her tea while Mrs. Flowers and I were talking, spoke up when my questions ceased. "I saw you a couple of days ago, when you were in the woods…I believe right outside your window. You looked so troubled; I packed a bag and ran straight here. Even your Uncle Jasper doesn't know I'm here." She winked and put a hushing finger over her lips.

"But…I have a question. When Damon and Jacob were fighting…Damon showed his teeth. Catlike fangs…I don't get it. You and Damon are both full vampires…so why are we so different? You don't have fangs, Aunt Alice, so why does he? He goes against everything I learned from you, mom, dad and the rest."

Aunt Alice had funny smile on her face.

"What's so amusing? I'm completely confused about this!" I said, slightly angered by her reaction.

"Think of it like this," Mrs. Flowers, not Aunt Alice, answered, "It's like the different languages in this world. There are different variations of the same thing on earth."

"So. Just like there are different languages, there are different features." Alice added.

I understood…to an extent. "But…"

"Please dear, just think of it as one of the unexplained wonders of the world." Mrs. Flowers put a stop to my question.

Aunt Alice smiled apologetically. "It's even hard to explain for me, and I've lived for a while."

I nodded and dropped the subject, but even as Aunt Alice and Mrs. Flowers struck up a new conversation, my mind was still on the matter…and I started to wonder whether I should tell Damon what I was.

I mean, we were the same kind…sort of. He just had normal body temperature and skin color, two fangs, and didn't sparkle in the sun. Maybe he wouldn't mind that I was a half vampire…

I really hoped he didn't…

Just then, the door flew open and Damon and Jacob came staggering in, using each other as support. Both of them had just about the same amount of wounds, their blood mixing in with dirt. And both of their dark heads were filled with leaves.

"Oh God, Jacob!" Aunt Alice cried.

"Oh Damon!" Mrs. Flowers exclaimed.

I just took a deep breath, knowing I'd have to explain myself to Damon.

But how?

Alright. I give you permission to beat me upon the head with a stick. Yes, I've neglected…no, forsaken this story! Please forgive me! I've been working hard on some of my original stories that I haven't paid much attention to my fanfictions.

I shall try and finish this story and "It's A Boy/Girl Thing, but after that, I think I'll put FanFics on the shelf. Sorry to break it to you like this, but it's been quite a while since I've read the books, and I have so many of my original works that I'm trying to work on also. You can find me on the popular website, Wattpad, under the same username. :') I'm such a meanie to break it to you like this, but just know that Kyeire has not disappeared. :} It's been so much fun, and writing Vampire Diaries/Twilight fanfics and posting them up to receive great feedback from you guys has given me the power to post my own works, so I thank every person who's read my works and has given me feedback.

Now that I've gone and rambled on for an entire….LONG paragraph, I shall see you guys next update, which, if you stay on me, will hopefully be very soon.

Until Then,

~Kyeire~