Chapter 17: Slowly Returning

Nessie's POV

Dad kept trying to go for Jacob's throat but each attempt was foiled by my mother. If there was one thing I could say about my mother is that my father was no match for her.

I heard the twins crying and looked to see Jacob doing the best he could to comfort them.

"Get out of here Jake," I said with a little bit of hysteria in my voice. "Get out of here and take the kids with you,"

"No I'm not leaving you here alone," I shook my head. Jacob was as stubborn as a mule sometimes.

"I'll be fine dad wouldn't hurt me,"

"Maybe not on purpose but right now he could hurt you on accident," Jacob walked over to me and suddenly picked me up. "If I'm leaving you're coming with me,"

He told the kids to follow him and to my surprise they actually listened to him. We went into my parent's room just across the hallway.

"You okay Jake?" I asked him once he sat me down.

"I'm fine,"

"Don't lie to me Jacob,"

"Seriously I'm fine. Your father may have dislocated my arm and broken my collarbone but that's all,"

"That's all?" I repeated in disbelief. "That's all? You're lucky my father didn't kill you!"

"Well at least I would've died happy,"

Oh my god. The things this guy says sometimes.

"I love you Nessie. I'm not going to lie. I love you and last night was the best night of my life. So if I died right now I would die a happy man,"

I was shocked. Maybe I shouldn't have been shocked after the night we had but I was still shocked nonetheless.

"I love you to Jake," Never had I spoken truer words in my entire life.

Next thing I know I'm nearly being crushed to death in his arms and I don't mind a bit.

We didn't break apart until we heard two tiny people giggling. I'd forgotten about our audience of two year olds.

"My God though your father really lost his mind didn't he?"

"Well he did walk in on us while we were sleeping in the same bed with no clothes on. Plus I might've accidentally showed him a memory of us being intimate,"

I wrapped the blanket Jacob had brought me out in tighter around my body. Thankfully Jacob had realized that we both needed to coverup as I was sure dad seeing us with nothing on was only angering him more.

"I guessed that was what happened," Jacob said. "Don't think I've ever seen your father that angry,"

"I've seen him angry before," I lamented when I remembered that flashback that I had.

"You have? When?"

"Well he wasn't as angry then as he was now. It was the day that I went missing,"

"Wait a minute you remembered something?!"

"Seeing my dad angry triggered it," I told him as I pressed my hand to his face and showed him the flashback that I had earlier.

His whole body went rigid. Anger contorted his features. His hands balled into fists. Then his whole body started shaking as it always did when he was upset about something.

"Jacob?" Something about my voice calmed him down.

"Is that all that you remember?" he asked still sounding extremely upset.

I thought and I thought hard. Trying to remember any bits of information that I could about my prior life.

Italy. The word Italy crossed my mind with such resounding familiarity despite the fact that I'd never been there before. Or had I? Italy. Volterra. Why did it sound so familiar yet so strange at the same time?

"Something about Italy,"

"What was that Nessie?"

"Something about Italy. That's all I remember but I've never been to Italy before and that doesn't explain how I ended up in Oregon in the first place,"

My God this was starting to give me such a huge headache. It was like the memories wanted to break free but we're struggling to bust down the door.

"They're slowly returning,"

"What?"

"Your memories are slowly returning," he said.

I didn't say anything.

"Uh oh your family is here,"

"Wh-"

"Your father left before they did. Now they're outside wondering what is going on in here,"

"How do you know?"

"Werewolf bearing has its perks," he said with a smile. "Seriously though we should probably go out some clothes on. Hopefully your dad won't try to rip my head off again,"

My dad seemed only somewhat calmer as he sat in my room. When he saw Jacob and I I was afraid that he'd try to attack again but to my surprise he didn't.

My mom was nowhere to be seen. So I could only assume that she felt it was safe to be within five feet of my father again. However that didn't make my dad any less angry looking right now. My room had suffered some damage as well. How I was going to explain all the large dents and partially destroyed bed was something I was going to have to figure out.

"Nessie why would you-and with him-that mutt of all people?! How could you?!"

"Because I'm in love with him. I wanted to be with him and-" I couldn't even continue.

"That mutt-"

"Don't call him that dad. Please just don't,"

"Out of all the people in the world-"

"My heart chose him," I cut my dad off before he could even finish his sentence. "and by some miracle his heart chose me. You can't stop something that was meant to be,"

He got up quickly and stormed out of my room. Thankfully he passed by Jacob without attacking him. But I did catch words like stupid, and idiotic.

I sighed. I had my family back but couldn't everything just go smoother than this?

I got dressed and Jacob put on the same clothes that he'd been wearing since yesterday.

Outside in the living room I discovered that my dad had let the rest of my family inside.

"What the heck was going in here?" Emmett asked. "Sounded like World War III,"

"Nothing," I answered way too fast.

Three seconds later realization hit him and he grinned like the Cheshire Cat.

"Ohhh Nessie you've been naughty haven't you?" he laughed. "Caught being naughty,"

"Oh God please make it stop," I said as I covered my ears to block him out to no avail.

The whole family was looking at Jacob and I in shock.

"Well kid you always did manage to get into some kind of trouble when you were on your own. Nothing's changed I guess except now it's adult trouble you're getting into,"

I started humming. Doing anything I possibly could to tune out my humiliating uncle.

"Emmett leave her alone," aunt Rosalie stood up for me.

"But it's so much fun making my little innocent niece blush like that,"

Oh dear Lord was this uncle Emmett's personality? I hoped not!

"What's going on?" I heard a little girl's voice ask. I turned and saw Rosalin and Own in the hallway.

"Who are these kids?" Grandma asked.

"My best friend was their mother. She passed on though so I try to help take care of them because they live on the streets,"

"They're homeless?" aunt Rosalie asked in horror.

Rosalin suddenly ran right up to her excitedly. "Pretty,"

My aunt looked down at the little girl and smiled. "Why thank you young one. You're pretty to. What's your name?"

"Rosalin,"

"Well Rosalin you're a very sweet little girl,"

"Can I sit with you?" My aunt just smiled as she picked up the small toddler. Rosalin. Rosalie. They looked similar and even their names were similar.

"Nessie had a flashback," Jacob mentioned.

"What? How did I not know that?" dad asked disbelievingly.

"You were to busy trying to kill Jacob to notice," I sighed. "But something about your anger triggered something. A memory of the day that I disappeared,"

"Show me,"

I showed him every single bit of the flashback. His anger returned when I got to the part of the burning fire I felt. How that was the most excruciating pain I'd ever been in. Even more painful than being raped.

I showed the memory to everyone and they all grew angry by it just like my dad and Jacob had.

"Only one that's left to tell I guess is mom,"

"No!" Dad's eyes went wide in horror. "Don't tell your mom about that ever!"

"Don't tell me what?" mom asked as she suddenly appeared.

My dad actually looked scared now!

"Oh nothing dad just doesn't want me to tell you about the flashback that I had,"

"Tell me now," she ordered.

I told her every single part. Every single thing that had been said to me. When I finished with the part of me meeting the girl and the intense fire she caused me to feel my mom lost it. She went straight for my dad and started attacking him.

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