Chapter 12: Unexpected

Nessie's POV

I had no words. None. The stinging pain on my face being the only clue that what happened did in fact just happen. My father had hit me. My own father had hit me. I would've never seen it coming. Never would have even suspected that my father was capable of doing something like that even in a fit of anger. My parents were not abusive people. My father was not an abusive man. My father never would have hit me. My father loved me. He was strict. But physically abusive? No that was beyond him.

I watched as the anger faded from his face to quickly be replaced by shock. "Nessie I'm-"

"Stay away from me!" I screamed as I got up and ran outside with Lucky right on my heels. I couldn't stay there a second longer. I didn't understand what could've made my father so angry that he'd completely lose his mind and react that way. That just wasn't him. Not by a long shot.

"Nessie come back!" I heard my father call out. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-"

I slammed on the gas pedal in my car. Speeding down the street to get as far away from my house as I possibly could. I pulled over at a nearby park knowing that it wasn't a good idea to drive while I was upset or injured and I just happened to be both at that moment. I needed time to calm down and figure out what I was going to do next.

I looked into the mirror to see how bad I looked. I gasped when I saw my face. The left side of my face was really badly bruised and the cut just made it look that much worse. I got off slowly and opened the trunk of my car. Looking for the first aid kit I always kept back there in case of emergencies. I wasn't sure if I needed stitches or not but I was not about to find out. I hated needles. Detested them with a passion. I swear every time I have to go get shots I feel like I am going to faint just by looking at the needle. So why get stitches when a band aid could easily take care of the problem.

I screamed in pain when I started to apply some antiseptic to the wound. The burn being more intense than what I would have imagined. The stinging didn't stop once I slapped on the bandage either. I sighed and shook my head when I looked in the mirror. Whenever I thought back to what happened it still didn't make any sense to me. I knew my parents would be upset when they found out about the video but to react this way? It was just beyond my comprehension.

I felt a pain in my head that had nothing to do with the injury that I had just received. It felt like there was something pounding inside of my head. Trying to find a way to break free from the confines that was my consciousness memory. Another memory that was so close to floating to the surface of my mind but just could not quite reach it just yet. For whatever reason.

I wanted to remember. I never wanted anything more in my life than to just remember what happened. To learn the truth once and for all. Was that really so much to ask?

The splitting headache pain began to blend with the physical pain from my injuries. Several times I felt like I was close to barfing. My parents tried calling several times but I declined them every time. Didn't matter if it was my mother or my father trying to call. I didn't want to speak to either one of them.

I closed my eyes as another way of nausea hit me. Once it passed I kept my eyes close.

I tried to scream when the man suddenly grabbed me. He put a cloth over my face and suddenly I was breathing in something foul smelling. Something that was taking away all of my strength! I was really scared because nothing could take away my strength! Then he stuck a needle in my body which scared me more because nothing could pierce my skin!

"There there. Easy now little girl. This will go so much better if you don't make a scene,"

He opened the trunk of his car and threw me in the back before anyone could notice. I tried to scream for help. I tried to fight but I could barely move. I had never been so scared in my life! I wanted my momma and daddy now! I hoped that they would somehow know what happened to me and come save me! They would come save me I knew they would!

I tried to kick. I tried to scream. I tried to get out as I felt the car move. Soon though I got weaker and weaker. I started feeling really sleepy. I tried to stay awake so I could get out but it didn't work. I feel asleep feeling more terrified than I ever had before.

When I woke up I was in a strange new place. It was dark and it was cold. I looked around and saw a lot of other kids my age there. Some were younger and some were even babies. They all looked just as scared as I was. Some of them were crying for their mommas and daddies too.

One of the boys came up to me. Right away I knew he was different. His scent was different than all the other human children there.

"You're like me," he whispered.

I didn't say anything.

"You're like me," he said again. "I didn't know there was anyone else like me. Daddy said there probably wasn't,"

"Who are you?" My voice shook with fear.

"My name is Liam. What's yours?"

"It's Renesmee," I cried.

"You were taken from your daddy too?" he cried.

I shook my head. I wanted my family. I wanted my momma and daddy. I wanted my grandparents. I wanted my aunts and uncles. I wanted to go home.

"Daddy said I would be fine on my own while he went hunting. He said he would be back in a little while. Then a man saw me playing by myself and he took me,"

"I want to go home to my momma and daddy," I cried.

"You have a mom?" Liam asked, sounding very sad.

"Yes don't you?"

"She died when I was born. So it's just my daddy and me,"

Suddenly the door burst open and we all jumped. Several men, including the one that took me, walked in. The leader though was a man with pale skin and red eyes,"

He stopped when he came to Liam and I. The smile on his face scared me. "Special bunch you got here for me this week don't you boys?"

"I don't know what you mean sir?"

"Well you all know what I am, right?"

They all nodded their heads yes

"These two here, he pointed to Liam and I, they are hybrids of my kind and humans. They're extremely rare little creatures. Most people don't even know their kind exist,"

"Are they still usable then?"

"Oh yes they are. They'll just require something extra besides memory modification,"

"Are you sure they will be ready for the auction in two days,"

"Oh they definitely will be. I have several buyers willing to spend one hundred thousand dollars or more per child. They will be ready,"

My eyes sprang wide open when my phone rang. I took several deep breaths to calm myself down. It was all a dream. Just a dream. A very intense dream.

I looked around outside and was surprised to see that it was getting dark outside. Wow. I must've been asleep for several hours. I looked at my phone and saw that I had several missed phone calls from my parents, the Cullens, and Joyce.

When Joyce called again I answered. "Nessie? Oh thank goodness you finally answered. I've been trying to call you for the last hour. Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine what's going on?"

"I don't know. I needed to get away for awhile. My brother has gone crazy today! I mean seriously crazy!"

"What?"

"He came home earlier in a panic. Saying that our great grandfather's fiancée is really a vampire that killed our great grandfather. And now she's going to kill him the same way she killed our great grandfather. I told you he's seriously gone crazy. My parents don't know what to do with him,"

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