Hey everyone! This chapter is in Christina's POV. I bet you could guess why! LMAO

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I walked into my room, slammed the door, and threw myself onto my bed. So much was thrown at me at once. I learned that my father was some kind of killer, and my mother was once in love with a vampire. How did my life turn into some freak show? As far as I knew everything about me was normal. I had awesome parents, who would do anything for me. My mother was my best friend, most of the time. My father was my hero, anytime I needed him he was there. If I was hurt he made it better, when I needed protection he gave it. Normal, that's the stuff in a normal person's life. Apparently I didn't fit into normal. I am the daughter of a killer. How can my mother sleep beside him every night? Was she in on the killing? Does she help him?

So many question streamed through my head at once. The tears streamed down my face and I dug my face into my pillow. The most important question that was repeating itself over and over again was, why wasn't Mr. Snowman helping my dad? If he was so in love with my mother why isn't he helping to protect her? Ok, so there was two questions repeating inside my head.

The week passed without barely a word from my mother. She avoided me at all costs, and I avoided my father. Which wasn't so hard since he was always out looking for that Vampire woman.

I couldn't take the silence anymore, and I knew what I had to do, go find Edward and confront him myself. I tiptoed to my window and peered out. No one was around and my mom was probably in her room trying to figure out the right thing to say to me. I bit my bottom lip debating weather or not to write her a note so she wouldn't worry or just go. I sighed heavily and hurried to my desk.

Mom,

I had to go help somehow. Please don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just need to go get some information from an unreliable source. If Dad comes home before I do, please tell him we need to talk.

Love you,

Christina

I threw the note on my bed and ducked out the window.

I ran as fast as I could towards the Cullen's house. It was easy to get to because there was a trail that led directly into their front yard. I have only been to the huge house once, and that was because my dad was out, and my mom had to go talk to Esme. I figured since the guy my mom loved, the guy that was gorgeous in every way, could read my mind I decided to try it out.

Hey, Edward, can you hear me? I want you outside! Only you, we need to talk. I finished my thought just as the meadow came into view. I stepped out of the trees and there he was. Arms tight across his chest, his eyes serious, but his lips showed the faintest smile. My arms started to shake, they did that when I was mad. Something I must have inherited from my father. He does it too when he's angry.

"You snuck out of your house?" Edward asked me.

"Yes," I swallowed. "I need answers and my mom will do anything to keep me in the dark. You, on the other hand don't care about my feelings, so time to talk."

Edward eyed my shaking arms and his smile grew. "You think I'm going to answer your questions?"

"Yes."

He seemed to think for a moment then sighed. "What do you want to know?"

"First, what happened between you and Bella?" He was surprised that I spoke her name.

"Your mother and I were together for a while, but I left her. When I came back she had moved on."

"To Jacob?"

He nodded. "Your father isn't a killer, Christina, he's a protector." I could hear the strain in his voice to try and talk good about my dad.

"But that vampire said he killed someone she cared about." I protested.

"That he did, but killing vampires is part of Jacob's job." He paused for a moment before continuing. "If he didn't get to Laurent at the moment he did, he would have killed Bella."

I gasped. "So, why aren't you stopping her from coming after Jacob? He killed to protect my mom. Or did you want Laurent to kill her?"

"No! I would never want that!" Edward stepped towards me, so he was towing over me.

"Than go stop her!" I screamed back at him. The shaking moved to my legs.

"I cant!"

"Why not!"

"She's family. I will not take down one of my family members. I can talk to her and that's all."

"UGH!!" I screamed as loud as I could. I felt my face go red, my whole body began to shake. "I HATE YOU!" I screamed, my throat hurt.

"I HATE YOU TOO!" Edward's voice was a deep growl that vibrated the ground under my feet.

I started panting, my body ached. Edward's eyes went wide and he clasped his hands on my upper arms. "Not yet." He whispered so softly and before I could think his lips crushed against mine.

I fought against him, but his eagerness overpowered all my emotions. My hands stopped trying to claw at his chest, my lips started moving with his. Suddenly I felt my hands sliding up his chest, up his neck, and tangled in his messy hair. I was kissing him back. No! He was once in love with my mother! That's gross.

Edward chuckled against my lips. "You have so much going on inside that head of yours." He sighed and stepped away from me. "Your mother will not be happy, and your father will probably kill me… but it was worth it. You're a very special girl, you know that?" He lifted his hand and tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear.

I have never heard his voice so silky smooth before.

"Special? Why do you say that?"

"Hey," he stepped back and looked at my body. "You're not shaking anymore." He changed the subject.

I looked down at my arms and legs. "I see that," I sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't know where it comes from."

He leaned down, and his cool breath brushed against my neck, I shivered. "I know." He whispered.

"You do?" My voice was only a faint whisper.

"Yes," he hissed. "I know all about it."

"Christina." I jumped from the impatient voice in the trees behind me.

I looked up at Edward and he was smiling, amused at something. "You're really going to do that?" He asked the voice.

"I already did," The voice grew closer as Paul stepped out of the woods. "Linked minds remember." He said coldly. "He saw everything."

"He, who?" I asked, alarmed.

"Come on Chrissy. Your father wants you home, now" Paul growled.

"My dad?" I whispered in shock.

"Yes," he grabbed my arm and looked up at Edward. "You stay away from her." He warned.

"I'm afraid that's going to be close to impossible. I'm not the only one who enjoyed it." Edward look directly at me, and I couldn't deny it. I liked the kiss. It was like fireworks were going off inside my body.

"For me too." Edward answered my inner thoughts.

I rolled my eyes.

"Your father." Paul snapped and yanked me towards the woods.

As soon as we were in my front yard Paul let me go and walked towards the woods again. "Where are you going?" I called after him.

"I don't want to be anywhere near this house when you walk through that door." Paul's voice was still cold.

"He really knows?" I asked.

Paul nodded and ducked into the trees.

I took a deep breath and walked towards the house, that could possible be a murder scene in 2 minutes. My hand froze on the doorknob when I heard my parents inside.

"She's going to drive me insane! How did I get another you!" My dad yelled.

"We don't know the full story yet. I'm sure Edward didn't really mean it." My mom sounded hurt.

"Bella, he kissed her! I saw it! She didn't seem to be trying to stop him. This is not how the next generations alpha is supposed to act! A werewolf in love with a vampire? It goes against the treaty!"

Werewolf? Alpha? Treaty? What was he talking about? These were the secrets he's been keeping from me. I felt my arms start to shake once again. I pushed the door open, panting with anger.

Jacob spun around at the same moment the door slammed against the wall. "You!" He growled and stormed over to me. "You are not to see him again! I will not have my daughter with a bloodsucker."

"You have no idea how I feel!" I screamed.

"Yes I do, and it's not going to happen!"

The sweat beaded up on my forehead and I wiped it away. My vision was beginning to go fuzzy and my head spun.

"You may be the size of a 16 year old, but you're no where near ready to date. When you are it will not be a vampire! They are our enemies. You have hated them ever since you were a baby."

"You can't tell me what I can and cannot do!"

"I am your father I assure you I can!"

"Jacob, she doesn't look too good." My mom's voice shook.

"I got this under control." He assured her. I noticed his eyes locked on my now trembling body. His body was mirroring my tremors.

"You don't have anything about me under control!" I fought to control my breathing. My clothes were drenched with sweat.

"Is that one of your favorite shirts?" My dad asked me through clenched teeth. He was fighting to control himself.

"What does my shirt have…" I didn't feel right, my insides felt like they were on fire. My breathing came in short, quick huffs.

"Take it off it you want to keep it." He warned me. His eyes grew wide.

"No way!" I realized he was backing me towards the door.

I glanced at my mom and noticed Leah standing in front of her. She was tense, protecting her from something. Before I could process anything else my dad swiftly pulled my shirt over my head.

I stood in my bra and jeans, humiliated in front of my father. "You'll be sorry if you ruin it." He said, and continued to back me into the front yard.

I could no longer control my convulsions, my body ached.

"Easy honey." My dad whispered. He was trying to control his own convulsions.

"What," I panted heavily. "Is," I dropped to my knees trying to control the heat burning inside of me. "happening to me?"

"It's time." He sighed.

"For what?!" I growled deeply. I startled myself. The growl didn't sound human.

"Don't fight it, let the change take over." He informed me.

"What change?" I dug my nails into the dirt, and threw my head back letting out a gut wrenching scream as it felt like my skin was being stretched.