*Renesmee's POV*

I loved nights like tonight. The stars were bright in the sky, no clouds, and the air was warm. Nahuel and I had a blanket laid out in the backyard. His arms were around me as we gazed up at the night sky.

"I have to go soon." I whispered, not wanting to break the silence around us. I could hear faint talking inside, but even inside the Cullen house my family was quiet. Masen was still not talking to my parents, Jacob was out here running somewhere with Seth, My grandparents were checking in with some of their friends up in my grandpa's office, and my aunts and uncles took a trip into the states for a week of shopping. I wanted to go with them, but I was grounded at the time they left. Tonight marked my first night off house arrest, and I was going out with Shelby. I couldn't wait; I need a night out. Just getting passed my parents was something I have yet to figure out.

"No, don't go out. You're… okay, go out." Nahuel chuckled. I rolled off my back, moving to my side, leaning against him.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"You go out, you get in trouble, you have to stay home again. I can deal with that." He winked at me and I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not going to get into trouble." At least I was going to try and not get into trouble. I moved up his body, so my lips ghosted over his as I spoke. "I'll miss you, though."

"Just be careful." He whispered against my lips, his head jerked forward, but I was quicker. I moved away before he had the chance to kiss me. "Hey!" He whined.

I giggled and let my lips touch his. "I'll see you later." I said and shoved away from him. I hurried inside and ran up to my room. I had an hour before I was to meet Shelby in town.

"Freeze!" My dad caught me at the door. I paused, one foot away from freedom.

"What?" I snapped, turning to glare at him.

He folded his arms against his chest, one eyebrow raising slowly. "Excuse me?"

"I'm going out. I'm not punished anymore." I said quickly.

"You can go out, but not with Shelby."

"Why not?"

"I don't like the things she does… or thinks."

"Dad, she's just a teenage girl. We have fun together. Stop being so overprotective. I'm a big girl now; I can make my own decisions." I grumbled.

"You keep up the attitude and you wont go anywhere." My mom stepped up behind him. I rolled my eyes, huffing. I hate when they team up like that.

"Okay, sorry, I'll be back before midnight. Cinderella will be back in her dungeon before the evil…" I trailed off. If I finished that sentence I would definitely be dealing with the evil parents I was going to mention.

I heard Masen laughing somewhere in the living room. He must have known what I was going to say. I was glad I made him smile. He's been one grouchy guy since my parents started telling him they don't want him seeing Shelby. Of course their pleads did nothing for him and I. We both still hang out with her. Although Masen still hates the fact that her and I hang out more than him and Shelby.

"You're lucky." My mom growled.

"Why?"

"You knew better not to finish that sentence. You wont deal with the evil stepmother if you're not home by midnight. You get the real mother."

"Midnight, got it." I said and turned to rush out the door.

"Finally!" Shelby shook her head.

"I'm only twenty minutes late. I had to get passed my parents, sorry." It was more difficult to get around my parents, than a normal teenager to get passed their human parents-they can't read thoughts.

Shelby took my hand and we hurried into an alley to strip from the clothes we had on, and change into the clothes Shelby had brought for us. We then took turns putting makeup on the other.

"We're ready," Shelby winked as she led the way to the darker side of town.

"Nessie!" The familiar voice greeting me as we walked into the bar.

"Hey, Ben." I waved, leaning against the counter.

"What will it be tonight, ladies?" He asked as he handed another customer their beer.

It was nice having the bartender thinking we were both twenty-one. I always thought I looked like a teenager, but the way I was dressed now, was no way meant for a teenager. My skirt was only a few inches from my hips-only covering what needs to be covered. The stilettos made my legs look much longer than they were, and if my shirt could have been tighter, or more revealing, I wouldn't be wearing one. It took me a very long time to get used to these types of clothes, but hanging out with Shelby taught me a few things. Now I didn't think twice about the outfit I wore-or lack thereof.

Shelby ordered our drinks and I wondered over to where the band was playing. They knew the routine. I was handed the mic and took my place in front of the crowd.

As always, the more I drank the more into the songs Shelby and I got. By the end of the night we were always on the bar counter being cheered on as we danced and sang.

It took me three songs to realize I was here more than I normally am. I always made sure to leave long before I needed to be home. This way the alcohol smell was gone, and my parents didn't know anything.

I stopped dancing, searching for Shelby. I had to leave; I had to be home ten minutes ago.

My eyes searched the bar and I found her, pressed up against the wall as some guy handled her roughly. She was smiling, so I didn't move quickly to help her.

"Shelby, I have to go!" I yelled, trying to get between her and the new guy. Did she not remember that she was dating my brother?

"So go." She mumbled against the guys lips.

"I came with you, I'm leaving with you." I muttered.

"No way! My father is out all night. I'm staying."

"What about Masen?"

"What about him?"

"Shelby!"

"Oh, relax, Ness. He wont find out, so there's no need to worry about it; I'm just having fun. You should try it sometime."

I couldn't help the growl that escaped my lips. "I have Nahuel."

"He's not here, come on. Mark, here, has a friend." She pointed to the guy walking up to me. He had to be close to thirty. I shuddered.

"No thank you." I muttered, walking away from her.

"Come on, baby, have some fun." The guy followed me outside into the alleyway.

"Leave me alone." I warned him.

"Why? Relax, have some fun." He backed me up to the brick wall.

"Get off!" I yelled, pushing him away from me. He stumbled backwards laughing.

"Whoa, some strength you got there, little girl. I like it." His laugh was evil. His hands reached for me once more.

"Get your grimy hands off her!" Masen suddenly appeared between us. He stood tense in front of me as the man was now on the ground on the other side of the alley.

"Masen!" I sighed, relieved.

He spun around, glaring at me. "Shut your mouth!" He hissed.

I did as he demanded. He was angry at me, I would deal with him as soon as I could get away from this freak.

Masen waited for the guy to gain consciousness again. When he did he lunged at Masen. Masen's fist came down hard on the guys face, the cracking of bone echoed in my ears. The guy cried out in pain, staggering from the blow. He swayed slightly and Masen punched him again. He fell limp.

"Masen, I-"

"No!" He growled. "You don't get to say anything. You reek of booze! You're technically not even six yet! Are you kidding me?"

"I'm just having fun." I shrugged. "And I'm mentally and physically a teenager, so lay off." I added.

"Where's Shelby?"

I shrugged again. I didn't have the heart to tell him. Plus my stomach was already turning.

"Stay right here, I'm going to look for her." He pressed my shoulder back until I was up against the brick wall again. "Maybe you should sit down." He suggested, guiding me to the ground.

He came back a few seconds later empty handed. "The bartender said she took a cab home." He informed me. I knew better, she didn't take a cab to her house. I could bet my life that she went home with that Mark, guy. Apparently he didn't think to read the bartender's mind to see if it was the truth or not.

"I don't feel so good." I croaked. Masen shoved me forwards and I vomited some of the alcohol that was in my stomach.

"You're dead meat, you know that, right?" Masen asked as he held my hair back.

"Probably." I said breathlessly.

"Come on, lets get you home. Grandpa can help you." He picked me up and I laid my head on his shoulder.

"Masen, how did you know where to find me?"

"Well, one minute past midnight, mom was planning on coming to look for you. I suggested that I searched for you instead. She was surprised that I even spoke to her, so she let me go. Following your scent was the easy part. You smell totally different right now. It's kind of gross."

"Thank you," I sighed, ignoring his last part. I was glad it wasn't my mother or father dragging me home.

"Don't thank me, she's still going to rip you to shreds as soon as I get you through that front door. I don't think dad's even going to hold her back. He's going to join her."

I cringed into his chest. He was probably right.