Chapter 3: One Step Closer

Nessie's POV

It was not until almost a moment later when the woman spoke again. "Excuse me can you repeat that please?"

"Renesmee Carlie Swan-Cullen," Even though our last name was hyphenated my brothers and I usually just went by Cullen.

"Impossible," she shook her head. "That's impossible,"

"What's not possible?" I was suddenly very confused by what was going on.

"Don't lie to me child," she said through gritted teeth.

"Um," I took a deep, shaky breath. Suddenly weary of the situation that I found myself in. "I'm not lying. I can prove to you that is really my name," Thankfully I had thought ahead of time and packed all of our birth certificates just in case that my brothers and I needed to prove who we were. Although I was very confused as to why I had to prove my identity to this woman. Unless somehow she knew my family!

"Come in girl. I would like to hear your story even if I have a hard time believing that it is true,"

"My name is not girl it's Renesmee. Also known as Nessie," I stated in irritation. My attitude often landed me in trouble but sometimes I just could not help it no matter how hard I tried.

"Okay Nessie," she said. "I'm interested to hear your story and how you got here,"

"I'm happy to tell it but can I maybe have something to eat and drink first?"

"I am afraid that there isn't much food here but I will see what I can find for you,"

I felt like I was stepping into a fairy tail when I stepped inside the house. Back on the island we lived in a small apartment in the ghetto. It was a small three bedroom apartment. My brothers shared one. I got one to myself. My mom got one to herself. The bedrooms were tiny but at least I got some personal space. Here though it was like a totally different world. It was so big, open, a few social classes above my family. So not in the ghetto at all.

I followed Tanya into the kitchen. The kitchen was just as glamourous as the rest of the house. I couldn't help but stare in awe at this place.

"You can sit down while I get you something to eat,"

I didn't say a word as I sat down. She gave me a glass full of water. I drank it in just a few gulps. So she refilled it for me.

"Can you just tell me one thing first Nessie? What are your parents' names?"

"My mother is Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen. I don't know who my father is though that's part of the story of why I am here. Or rather why I ran away,"

"This can't be. It's just not possible but she looks so much like him," Tanya was talking to herself now thinking I couldn't hear her.

She looks so much like him. That is the one thing that stood out to me the most. I didn't say anything though as she placed a ham and cheese sandwich right in front of me.

I pulled out my birth certificate. There it stated Renesmee Carlie Swan-Cullen. Born on February 15th, 2007. Mother: Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen. Father: Unknown. According to mom we were born at six months instead of the nornal nine months. My brothers and I spent the first few months of our lives in the hospital because of this.

I passed her the birth certificate. She didn't say anything as she just stared at it. "My brothers were born the same day. We're triplets. Well technically they're identical twins and I'm the oddball girl,"

"You're from Hawaii?"

"Born and raised," I said with a smile.

"Did your mother ever leave?"

"No. Actually mom almost seemed paranoid at the very idea of coming to the mainland,"

"So your mother is still back in Hawaii," it wasn't a question so much as a statement of fact.

I sighed when I thought of my mom back home in a coma. "Yes. She is,"

"She doesn't know that you're here, does she?"

I shook my head. "She is in a coma right now. That's sort of where my story begins actually. A month ago she was in a really bad car accident and ended up in a coma. My brothers and I got put in a foster home since we had no other family to take care of us. We overheard that there was no room for us and they couldn't keep us there anymore. So they were going to send us to different foster homes all over the state. We didn't want to get separated so we made a plan to runaway and come here. We knew our father was from here and hoped we would find out who he was and that he would accept us and take care of us if mom never gets better,"

"Do you realize how reckless and stupid that plan was?"

"Yes but once I get an idea in my head I have to act on it," That was just how I was. Like the time mom took us to the beach when I was six years old and decided I was going to learn how to surf because I thought it looked amazing. Mom told me she didn't have enough money to buy the equipment I needed or to pay an instructor to teach me. I didn't let that stop me though. I decided that I was going to bake and sell cupcakes to make the money I needed. I setup my 'shop' on the corner of our street and sold every cupcake I made. Now I make cakes, brownies, and cookies. It paid off in the end. I developed a love of both baking and surfing.

"Oh Nessie,"

"Look I know it wasn't the most well thought plan but we had to try something. Now I just have no idea where the heck my brothers ran off to," I was still going to punch both of them the moment I saw them again. "Did you know my mom?" I asked.

"I knew your mother and I know...your father,"

"You do?!"

"Your mother has been missing for eleven and a half years,"

"What?"

"The wedding was the last time I saw her. She disappeared on the honeymoon. Your family has never once stopped looking for her. Of course she would pick the sunny island. It's almost like she didn't want to be found. But why?"

I just shrugged my shoulders. It seemed like mom was keeping a lot of secrets. Secrets that I couldn't even begin to understand.

Suddenly she stood up and began to walk away.

"Where are you going?"

She ignored my question as she picked up a cellphone and dialed a phone number.

"Carlisle-yes we are doing fine. Look there is something I have to tell you. It's about Bella-well sort of I think I know where she's at-well look it's really hard to explain on the phone and-well look you really should come down here this isn't something I can just tell you over the phone. Trust me you will understand when you're-Tomorrow? Okay. Well we will see you tomorrow," With that she ended the phone call.

I chose to ignore what just happened and asked "Will you help me find my brothers?"

"What do they look like?"

I grabbed a photo of one of the photos I had packed. Her eyes grew wide. "What the-they look exactly like that mutt we saw at the wedding. Now this really doesn't make any sense,"

Before I could ask her what the hell she was talking about the door opened. "Stay here," she ordered. "I need to explain to the rest of my family what's going on first,"

I had never been so confused in my life. All I knew is that I was one step closer to finding my family.

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