Chapter 9: Reunited

Nessie's POV

"Bella?" Renee repeated. I couldn't quite believe what I was hearing. They knew each other. Mom was too shocked to say anything or move for that matter. So it was Renee that made that first move and went over to my mom and hugged her.

"Bella is it really you?"

"Mom,"

What the hell?!

"Oh baby it is you! Where have you been all these years? Why haven't I heard from you? Why do you look like you haven't aged a single day?"

I was in too much shock myself to understand what was going on. The only thing that I could deduce from this whole interaction was that Renee, my neighbor for the last 12 years, was actually my grandmother? That would mean that the kids I've been babysitting for years were my aunt and uncle technically? This was just way too weird.

"Bella where have you been? Why haven't I heard from you since you got married?"

"Mom I-" mom stopped and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry but I can't tell you. Look I've got to go okay?"

"Bella-"

Before Renee could even finish her sentence my mother was already out the door well on her way out of here.

"Did I miss something?"

"That's my daughter,"

"What?"

"Before I met Phil I had and these two over here I had another daughter. Isabella. Or Bella for short. She got married 12 years ago and I haven't seen or heard from her since. I called her and emailed her many times over the years but I never heard from back her. It's her. She looks like she hasn't aged a day in the last decade but it's definitely her. My daughter has come home at last,"

Renee was crying by the end of her explanation. It was emotional. Even I felt like I was going to start crying at any moment. In all of one day I've gained a mother and a grandmother. I gained a family. That was all that I could think about long after Renee left with the kids. It was still weird to think of those kids as my aunt and uncle when I was older than they were.

There was one other thing that stuck to my mind as well. Renee had said that my mom got married 12 years ago. I'm 17 years old so how was that possible? Unless my mother got pregnant with me a few years before that. I was five though when I was stolen. That would put my parents at about 12 or 13 when I was born. Which meant they would've been almost a year younger when I was conceived. None of this was making any sense at all.

Answers. That's all that I need. Just answers. I had hoped that by finding my family I would get the answers that I have wanted all my life. Instead their presence just brought on a slew of other questions.

I sighed. It was too late and I was too tired to try and figure everything out. The day had exhausted me mentally and physically. That and I had school the next day.

"Come on Lucky let's go,"

Sleep didn't come easily to me that night. I tossed and turned with all the questions that were bouncing around my head. I think I eventually fell asleep around 2am that morning. But when I woke up four hours later to get ready for school I felt like I hadn't slept much at all.

I was shocked when I walked out the front door that morning and found Jacob's car sitting right in front of my house.

"Jacob?"

"Sorry maybe I should've called before suddenly showing up like this. Just thought it would be nice to give you a ride to school. Besides it's my first day and I don't know quite how to get there,"

"You're going to the same high school as me?"

"Jacksonville High School, right?"

"Yeah that's right," I nodded.

"What grade are you in?" he asked me.

"I'm a Junior. How about you?"

"Sweet. So am I. Hopefully we will have the same classes together,"

The idea of being in the same classes as Jacob made me smile. I was not going to lie.

"What about the others? Are they coming as well,"

"No. They haven't got that sorted out just yet. So for now it's just me that will be going to school with you,"

"Oh. Going to a new school must suck,"

"Well at least I will know one face," he flashed his teeth at me and my heart instantly melted like butter. The parking lot was already full by the time we arrived at school. I sent Jake off in the direction of the office while I went to my locker and got my stuff for first period.

"Okay you have to tell me who that guys is?!"

"Gah!" I screamed and dropped my books when Chelsea suddenly appeared behind me and started shouting excitedly. "Jesus Christ give me a heart attack why don't you!"

"Joyce already told me how you two met," she said completely ignoring me. "and Michael and I saw you at the restaurant the other day. You've got to give me some details!"

"Will you keep your voice down! There's not exactly much to say,"

"Not much to say?" she looked at me in disbelief. "You just pulled up here in a car with a hot guy I don't know and there is not much to say?"

"If Joyce already told you how we met what else matters?"

"Um, a lot!" she said. "Like for one do you actually like him? Who is he? What's his name?"

"Jacob and yeah he's nice. He's new. Just moved here from Washington,"

Then I saw Joyce running up to us with a big smile on her face. "Come on give us all the juicy details will ya?"

I rolled my eyes. "There is no juicy details whatsoever," I slammed my locker shut. "It's not like anything actually happened between us. We went on one date together on Saturday and then spent all of Sunday together-"

I realized immediately that admitting that was a mistake. Of course both of them demanded to know everything we did and asked an endless amount of questions that did not stop until after class had already started. I didn't see Jacob in any of my morning classes much to my dismay. As a matter of fact I didn't see him until lunch.

I was sitting at a table with Chelsea and Joyce when I watched Jacob and his class walk in. I invited him to come and sit with us so that he wouldn't have to eat by himself. My friends almost started hyperventilating when he walked over to us.

I felt a pair of eyes glaring at us and when I looked I instantly regretted it. Sophie and her friends were watching us. Sophie looked at Jacob and then looked at me in anger. Of course she would be attracted to a guy that I happened to like. Of course it just had to happen that way didn't it.

I watched her get up and begin to walk toward us. I looked away hoping that she wouldn't come and say anything. Though I knew it was a hopeless thought. The way she put her hand on Jacob's shoulder irritated the hell out of me.

"You know Jacob since you're new here you should know that is the loser's table. If you do not want to be associated with losers I can help you make friends with the right people,"

Jacob looked angry. "I told you earlier that I am not interested. I can make friends with whoever I want and from where I am standing these girls are much better friends than you are,"

"Oh come on Jakey. You don't want to hang out with these girls. Come on won't you go on a date with me?"

"No,"

"Excuse me?" Sophie looked horrified and I was shocked. "No one says no to me,"

"Well I just did," Jacob retorted. "and get your hand off of me right now,"

"Really Jakey I can show you a good time? I'm sure these girls can't do what I can,"

Oh my god. Was she actually begging?

"I said no and I meant it," Jacob was trying his hardest to stay calm now but he wasn't succeeding. His body was starting to tremble.

"You will regret it," Sophie said angrily before storming off.

"Wow. No one says no to the queen bee over there," Joyce was in shock.

"Well its about time that she learns the meaning of the word then," was Jacob's answer.

The rest of the school day went by without incident. That's how it was over the next few days. We would go to school in the morning and then we would go over and visit my family for a little while afterwards. My parents never even thought to question what we were doing. I told them we went to the library to study which was far from the truth. I loved spending time with my family and getting to know them better.

My mother asked if I could spend the night at the Cullen house and Saturday with them as well. I didn't hesitate to say yes. My aunt Alice had already planned a whole shopping spree for Saturday. One that I could not escape from no matter what. I was spending time with my family though and that was all that mattered. I still didn't have answers as to why my parents looked like they were still teenagers. Or why my grandparents looked so young. Or why my mother hadn't seen my grandmother in 12 years. If she would've come to visit my grandmother she would've found me a long time ago. That was a thought that entered my head often.

As soon as I got home from school on Friday I started packing my things. I left the house around 7pm that night with Lucky in tow. Yes, I was allowed to bring my dog. I didn't even have to ask they just invited him along with me. Half way through the trip my car started to make a funny noise and then it started shaking. So I pulled off to the side of the roadway in a nearby alley that didn't get much traffic.

I tried to turn the ignition off and then on but that didn't work. I tried it again and again several times and still got the same results.

"Shit,"

I didn't know a thing about cars so I had no idea where to even start when it came to fixing them. I looked at the time and it was nearing 8pm.

I pulled out my phone and called my mother's phone number.

"Nessie where are you? I was getting worried?"

"I might be awhile longer actually. My car just broke down and I have no idea what's wrong,"

"Where are you? Rosalie says she can come and take a look. She's really good with cars,"

So I gave her the name of the street and the nearest address that I could think of. After reassuring me that my aunt Rosalie was on her way to help I felt calmer. I got out of the car for some fresh air. Being in the alley really creeped me out so hopefully my aunt would get here fast and help me out.

Just then a chillingly familiar voice called out. "Hey do you need help there Nessie?"

My heart sped up when I saw Michael King pull up right next to me.

"No. No I'm fine," I hoped he would just leave quickly. After being assaulted by him twice already a dark alley is not exactly where I wanted to be alone with him.

He didn't listen to me. Instead he parked his car right in front of mine and got out. Slowly he walked toward me.

"Seriously I'm fine. I've already called for help," I could hear the fear in my own voice. I briefly thought about making a run for it but wasn't sure that was the right thing to do.

"Oh come on Ness. You know it's my help that you want,"

Oh god out of all the places he could be...out of all the places he could find me it had to be here! He walked closer and closer to me and that's when I decided that I should make a run for it. However the moment I turned around he grabbed me and put a cloth over my mouth and nose. I immediately tried to fight back but I could feel my arms, legs, my entire body getting weaker by the second.

He just laughed at me. I didn't know how someone could be so twisted, sick, and cruel.

"Finally you know I've been wanting to have you for a long time already? You're so beautiful but it really is hard to tell with all those clothes on. So why don't we take off a few layers?"

I tried to scream but he shoved that cloth into my mouth even harder. I started getting dizzy and I felt the strength draining from my body. I knew that I wouldn't be able to fight him. To stop him from doing what he wanted to do to me. The sickest part is that he was going to get away with it and he knew it. Lucky barked and scratched at the car door violently but since the door was closed my dog couldn't do anything to protect me either.

He violently ripped off my shirt and my bra leaving me exposed. Then he forced my shorts and underwear down. My head was spinning but I still was able to see him pull down his pants and underwear. I wanted to scream in horror when I saw him fully erect and ready to force his way inside of my body. He grabbed my breasts and stroked himself over and over again. His sick maniac laugh was something that would haunt me for a long time to come.

Just as he was about to rape me I saw headlights approaching. King got up and ran away as fast as he could before the driver could see him. The last thing I saw was my aunt Rosalie running over to me with a horrified look on her face.

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