Chapter 4: Strange

Nessie's POV

Suddenly I felt myself being yanked backwards. The complete opposite of what I had been expecting to happen. What the hell?! I opened my eyes to see Alice standing in front of me. Where the hell did she come from?!

"What-"

"It's okay Nessie. Everything is going to be okay," she said. I watched in confusion as the bear started to back away from her. As if this animal was scared of Alice for some reason. It didn't make any logical sense to me but I couldn't come up with any other conclusion as for why this animal, that had been so hellbent on attacking just a few minutes ago, now seemed terrified. Then he just ran off.

"How did you-"

"I was hiking when I saw what was happening. Nessie what are you doing here?! Don't you know how dangerous these woods are?"

"I was walking my dogs and I lost. If these woods are so dangerous then what were you doing hiking in them?" I countered.

"Nessie I'm way more equipped than you are to handle the dangers out here. Trust me,"

"More equipped?!

"You don't even have a gun!"

"Just trust me Nessie animals aren't a threat to me the way they are to you," she said "Now I'm going to take you back to my house since it's nearby. Do you think you can stand?"

I tried to get up but my ankle exploded in pain and I nearly collapsed. I would've if Alice hadn't caught me. "Don't worry Nessie. I got you," Hef frigid skin caught me off guard again.

"How far is your house?" I asked through gritted teeth. The pain was pretty bad and the thought of walking for miles was not appealing in tbe least.

"It's not very far," was all she said. It didn't exactly answer my question but I decided just to go with it. Alice and I walked at a pretty slow pace. The dogs trailed behind us. "It's just around the corner," Alice added a few minutes later.

True to her word a magnificent house emerged from the woods. It was beautiful. Magnificent looking even. There was so much glass that I could easily see right into the house. Privacy would have been a huge issue if there had been any neighbors.

"No nosy neighbors I guess?"

She laughed a beautiful, bell like laugh. "No," she took the key out of her pocked and unlocked the door.

The house appeared empty on the inside. Lulu and Shasta quickly made themselves at home and laid down on the couches. I immediately ordered them off and they laid on the floor instead.

"Is there anyone ese-"

Before I could even finish asking the question a couple emerged from the hallway. Holy crap was there anyone in this family who wasn't insanely beautiful?! Damn some families just get lucky genetically when it comes to beauty. Seriously everyone in this family looks like they just walked off the cover of Vogue magazine. Like Dr. Lawrence and his wife Julie. Ice cold skin and golden eyes.

I hadn't even noticed that they were staring at me like I was a ghost or something.

The woman was the first to walk toward me "Ren-"

"This is a friend from school," Alice quickly cut her off. "She's a new friend from school. We just found out about her today and haven't had time to tell you about her,"

"But she-"

"Is just a friend from school," Alice answered. I could of sworn I heard Alice whisper "I will explain everything later," to her but I may have been imagining that.

"Hi, um, I'm Renesmee,"

"Renesmee?" This time it was the man that spoke. It may have been my imagination but he sounded a little emotional.

"Nessie," I answered. "My friends and family just call me Nessie I'm-I'm sorry who are you?"

At first he looked shocked. Like he was surprised I didn't know who he was.

"Nessie this is my father Carlisle and mother Esme," Alice said. "I found Nessie lost in the woods with her dogs about to get attacked by a bear. I think she just hurt her ankle. Do you think you can help her dad?"

"Yes of course. Come on Nessie. Let's go up to my office,"

Carlos helped me walk just like Alice had been. Carlisle was just as ice cold as the rest of his family seemed to be. I was starting to think it was a genetic abnormality inherited within their family. A rare genetic abnormality.

His office reminded me of a hospital room. "So I guess you're a doctor?"

"Yes I am," he smiled at me. "I work at a hospital,"

"Oh so does my dad. Maybe you know him,"

He looked at me sadly but didn't say anything as he started examining my ankle.

"My father's name is Charles. Dr. Charles Jones,"

"Charles?" Carlisle looked at me extremely shocked. "Yeah I know him. He moved here a fee months after we did. . He's a very reserved man. Doesn't talk about his personal life. He never mentioned having children either,"

He never mentioned my brother or I? Wow. I knew he was embarrassed by me and all of my actions but wow. I never thought he'd never say anything about us.

"He never mentioned me?"

"No,"

"Nessie are you adopted?"

"No and why would you ask something like that?"

If I was adopted my family sure would have told me by now. Why did it matter to him anyway?

"It's nothing,"

Movement in my lower abdomen caught me off guard. I smiled. My two little nudgers. They were the only reminder of the life I had been forced to leave behind. I may not have remembered the act that created them but I loved them dearly.

I froze when another horrifying thought hit me. Something I hadn't thought about earlier. Sexually transmitted diseases. Some of the boys and girls at my old school were rumored fo have been HIV positive. What if I had unknowingly slept with one or more of these infected boys and I didn't even know it? God I'm so damn stupid!

"Nessie are you okay?" Carlisle asked, suddenly worried about me.

"I'm fine," I lied. I was not about to mention my worry about sexually transmitted diseases to him or even my father. No. No one had to know about this. I was probably fine anyway. I hoped.

"It looks like you just badly sprained your ankle. Just stay off of it for awhile and I'm going to get some medicine to help relieve the pain and swelling,"

I didn't say a word as he left. My mind still worried about being HIV positive and getting AIDS in the future.

I looked around the office and saw something strange on Carlisle's desk. It was a picture of two kids. Two little kids who looked eerily like my brother and I did.

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