Chapter 11: Secrets

Nessie's POV

I had to stay at the hospital for a few weeks. My time there had been relatively peaceful. My ex foster parents had a habit of showing up and making a scene but it was not anything the staff couldn't handle. Half the time my foster dad was drunk. I was just waiting for the day someone called the police on him.

I was kept under close supervision in case I decided to hurt myself again. Every day I was seen by the same psychiatrist. I suffered from depression. My depression started when my mother died. It only got worse when I was put into that abusive household. Since I didn't receive help until now it had only gotten worse.

The most painful part of my stay at the hospital was when I had to have several of my bones re-broken in order to induce proper healing. The procedure was a lot like surgery. I was put under anesthesia so that I wouldn't feel a thing. When I woke up a few hours later I had a cast on my left arm and right leg.

Once I was better Edward started bringing me all of my schoolwork and homework so that I wouldn't fall behind once I started school again. I hated it. I didn't really see the point of school anymore.

"Edward can you just stop bringing me all of my work please," I told him one afternoon.

"Why?" he asked me sounding shocked.

"Because it's pointless," I answered.

"You think school is pointless?"

"Yes I do," I said. "I think it's all just a huge waste of time,"

"Why do you believe that getting an education is a waste of time?"

For that I didn't have an answer. Just a few years ago I had huge aspirations for my future. I dreamed of going to an Ivy league school like Yale or Havard. I had not decided what I wanted to study but I just knew that I wanted to study something. If I didn't make it into an ivy league school I'd go somewhere else. I had wanted to go to school and continue my education. Now I just did not care anymore.

"Don't you want to go to college?" Edward asked me. Once again appearing as if he could actually read my mind.

"I don't know anymore," I answered honestly. "I used to but I'm not sure what I want to do with my life anymore,"

"Well l believe that no matter what you decide you should at least finish high school," he sounded sad. "So here is your work,"

I begrudgingly grabbed my stuff from his hands. I still didn't see the point anymore. I didn't see the point of anything these days. Even the money I was making off of all of my book sales. I didn't even see a point to that anymore.

"Why do you care so much about what happens to me?"

Once the words left my lips I could feel his gold eyes pierce right into my body. I once again marveled at the fact that we looked so much like each other. We had the same hair color, same facial features, same long fingers, and we even shared the same crooked smile. I looked more like this strange boy then I did my own mother.

"Because we are family now," he said. "One thing you will quickly realize is that in our family we always look out for one another,"

I still found it odd that they would consider me 'family' when we had only known each other for a few weeks. It was just something that I could not understand no matter how hard that I tried to understand it. I haven't had a family in years. The idea of one just suddenly dropping from the sky seemed like such a strange concept grasp.

Edward sighed. I swear he creeped me out sometimes.

"You should get some sleep Nessie," he told me. "I will be back later,"

I watched him leave before deciding that he was right. I should get some rest. I closed my eyes and sleep came easily to me. When I woke up a few hours later there was nobody around. This was strange as there was usually always somebody by my side. I was not allowed to be alone right now. In a way thought I welcomed it. I had not had a moment of alone time since arriving here. I suddenly felt the urge to use the bathroom. I knew that the smarter thing to do would be to call for a nurse to help me since my leg was still in a cast. I decided against it though. Every second of alone time I had was to be treasured.

I got up as carefully as I could using the crutches that I had been given. Nobody even noticed when I walked out into the hallway. Though I was sure that my movements were being tracked on camera. I knew the path that I was taking by heart as I had taken it many times with a nurse over the past several weeks. It was nice to finally be able to get up and walk and do things on my own. I froze when I heard Carlisle's voice thinking that I had been caught. Then I realized that he was not talking to me. I was right outside of his office.

"Son I have finished analyzing her DNA," Carlisle said. "I do not understand how it is possible but the proof is there,"

"Does mean that Nessie really is my biological daughter?" My legs started wobbling badly in response to Edward's question. How could I be his daughter? He was the exact same age that I was. Okay maybe not the exact same age but we were in the same grade level so we had to be close in age. No it must be someone else they're talking about. But how many Nessies can there be out there?

"She is," I heard Carlisle answer. "She is your biological daughter. She is not fully human. She does not realize it though,"

"But she seems so human. How is that possible?" Edward asked.

"I have a theory about that. I believe that it is because she is unaware of the existence of vampires. She may have wrote those books using the stories that Bella told her but as you said she assumed they were all made up. I believe that she has the potential to tap into that side of her though if only-"

I could not listen to another word. I walked away as quickly and quietly as I could. I felt like I was going to hyperventilate. The exit was close by and without thinking I walked outside as quickly as I could do so with the crutches. Nobody noticed that I had left. My head started spinning but I kept on going. Until I could not go on any longer. I tried to think straight. It could not all be true? My mother's stories were all made up, weren't they?

All of a sudden I heard men laughing. I looked up thinking that they were from the hospital. That they had come to find me. All the color drained from my face when I saw three unfamiliar men approaching me.

"Isn't she a pretty one?" One of the men asked the other men.

"Yeah she is. She is prettier then my wife. My own daughter even,"

The other men laughed. "Do you think your wife will approve this?"

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her. Besides I need some fresh meat,"

"No," I cried. I was seriously regretting my decision to leave the hospital now. I would not be any match for these three in my current condition.

They just laughed. One guy pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. "Here is how this is going to work. You are going to do exactly what we want or I will shoot you,"

I felt the blood drain from my face. I was weak and they knew it. I, a 16 year old girl in a cast, was easy prey to three fully grown men. They were going to do what they wanted to me. They were going to assault me in the only way I never had been assaulted before. My foster dad had spared me that type of abuse. After today no part of me would be left undamaged.

"This is going to be fun," one of them said as they all started walking toward me.

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