Chapter 11: Family

Nessie's POV

I kept thinking about my mom, dad, Rosalie, and Jacob leaving the house in anger when I told them who had raped me and where he most likely was at the moment. I felt worried for some reason. I looked out at the gray cloudy overcast sky outside as if answers were about to start falling from the sky. I could only imagine my family down at the police station telling the police officers what had happened to me last night and where they could arrest King. I was expecting to get a phone call from the station asking me to go down there and tell them in my own words what happened. Yet, such a call never came.

I didn't realize how still I'd become until I felt an ice cold hand clasp my shoulder. I jumped a little at the unusual body temperature. It seemed like every member, apart from Jacob whose temperature was the polar opposite, suffered from the same ice cold condition. I relaxed the moment I realized that it was just my grandmother. The kindhearted smile on her face only served as a further reminder of what I had missed out on with my real family. Of course I had adoptive grandparents on both sides of the family but I never saw them that much since they lived in different states. When I did see them they certainly weren't as warm to me as they were with their biological grandchildren. My cousins. I never quite understood why they acted so different with me. Just because I was adopted didn't make me any less of a grandchild to them then my cousins were.

"Nessie are you okay?"

I could not help but smile at my grandmother's genuine concern. I could feel it in my bones that everything about this family was genuine. Genuine kindness, genuine care, and genuine love for one another. It had only taken them a week to prove that to me. I also felt guilty. Like if I was betraying my adoptive parents somehow. They were the ones that loved me and raised me all these years. How would they feel when they found out I had found a way to reach my biological family behind their backs? More importantly how could I ever chose one family over the other if it ever came down to that?

"Nessie?"

"Oh I'm okay grandma. You don't have to worry about me,"

"Renesmee when you tell me not to worry it only makes me worry even more,"

"Well then worry a lot about me I guess?"

We both laughed.

"I'm just thinking a lot I guess. That's all,"

"About what?"

I should've known that would be the follow up question.

"About everything that's been happening. Meeting my family was something I didn't think would ever happen and now that it has happened I don't know what to expect anymore," I took a deep breath. "I am really happy though. At least now I know that I wasn't abandoned,"

"Abandon you? You were and still are loved more than you could possibly imagine by every member of this family,"

"There is one thing that I don't understand though. Why do you all look so young? My parents look like teenagers still and you and Carlisle don't look older than 25 I'd say. How is that possible?"

She was silent for a minute before finally answering "you will know soon enough,"

The answer did not make any sense to me. Why keep it a secret? Why not just tell me the truth? Was this family just really into plastic surgery or something? Even though I had a strong feeling that plastic surgery wasn't the answer. Every time I thought about it. I mean really thought about it my head started to hurt again. Like the answer was floating just beneath the surface that is my conscious memory begging for me to dig it up. Not all of my memories were coming back easily. One look was all it took for me to recognize my family but that was it.

"I wish I could remember more about you all. About my life before I was kidnapped. It must've been a wonderful life with you for a grandmother and being apart of this family,"

My grandmother just hugged me. I was caught a little off guard but I returned the hug. "You will remember. We're confident that the rest of your memories will return. In the mean time we don't mind filling you in on what your life was like with us,"

"Really?"

"You were loved and we might've spoiled you. More than what your parents what have liked but we couldn't help ourselves with you,"

I laughed. "Spoiled?"

"Why do you think it was your grandfather and I that got you a dog for your birthday and not your parents?"

Well that was true.

"You were a quite a surprise for everyone that's why. A very happy, welcomed surprise," she smiled.

"I was? Why?"

"Well Nessie let's just say that no one ever thought your parents would be able to have a baby. So when you came along it was an overwhelmingly happy surprise for everyone,"

"Why? Did they have fertility issues or something? Sorry if that sounds too personal I'm just curious,"

"Don't worry Nessie and you're right,"

"Wow. I really do have a lot to learn about my family. I feel like there is so much that I don't know," Which was putting it mildly. I felt like there was a lot of things about my family that I did not know. Meeting them was just the tip of the iceberg.

"and you have all the time in the world to learn it in," she smiled.

"Do I have other family that I don't know about?" I asked.

"Actually," she said. "Yes. We have extended family in Alaska. Tanya, Kate, Eleazar, Carmen, and Garrett. They're really nice you'll love them when you meet them. They were the ones that actually sent us the video that you posted on YouTube. We owe them a lot because of that now,"

"Wow," that was a lot to take in at once. I had a lot of family members out there. I wondered how many more relatives I had out there? Maybe I had more in Italy. That would explain the letters. Sort of. Actually that would not explain how they knew my address since I never stated my address in the video. I was not stupid enough to do that.

"Do I have family in Italy?" I suddenly blurted out.

"What?"

"Do I have family in Italy?" I repeated.

"No. Why would you ask that?"

"Well," I gulped feeling slightly nervous for some reason. "Well because twice recently I have gotten mail from Italy. I didn't open either piece of mail because I thought it was strange,'

"Did you say Italy?" grandpa Carlisle scared the crap out of me when he came out and asked that question in a very serious tone of voice.

"Um, yes?"

My grandparents looked at each other worriedly and now my anxiety levels were beginning to spike.

"Is everything okay?"

"Nessie I think you need to go home now,"

"What?"

"We have some important things to discuss and we rather you not hear,"

"Okay," I felt a little hurt.

"We will call to check up on you later but this is urgent,"

Now I was confused and hurt. Oh well I guess. I went and gathered my things. Five minutes later Lucky and I were leaving. I was surprised to find my car in the driveway. Someone must've fixed and brought it here even after everything that happened to me. As soon as I got home and walked in the house I sensed that something was amiss. For one both of my parents sat there as if they had been waiting for me to return home. I had texted them to let them know that I was on my way back but I hadn't gotten an answer so I didn't think that they had gotten it.

"Renesmee can you please explain this video we've just been sent?!" dad yelled angrily as he got up and walked toward me. For the first time in my life I was actually scared of him. I had never seen him so angry before.

"I-"

It happened in slow motion. Or at least it felt like slow motion to me. I saw his fist coming at me. Felt it as it smacked into the side of my face really hard. My head hit the coffee table as I fell. I felt my head sting from the cut I had just received.

What the hell just happened?!

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