Chapter 18: Remembering

Nessie's POV

I closed my eyes so that way I would not be able to see the looks on my family member's faces as my mother continued to attack my father relentlessly. Looking would be dangerous because I knew that if I looked I would most definitely laugh and my father would not appreciate that at all. I could, however, hear Emmett's booming laughter and that was making it extremely hard for me to not chuckle at least.

I just wondered though what was it about my memory that got everyone so upset? Was the cloaked girl that made me feel all that pain really that important? I shuddered just to remember the pain that I experienced in my flashback. Now that I remembered what I had experienced that day I doubted that I would ever forget it ever again. And, that was only the beginning of my memories coming back!

I listened to my mother ranting and raving about she had "trusted him with something so precious,"

In all honesty though I just hoped that when I opened my eyes I wouldn't see a completely destroyed house because that would be very difficult to explain to my so-called 'mother'. Should she decide to ever come home.

I only opened my eyes when I was sure my mom was done going after my dad. Thankfully the house was not destroyed however there were a few broken vases and one lamp that I'd need to replace as soon as possible.

We didn't have much time to discuss anything because the sun was going to be rising in a few hours and unless my family wanted to remain trapped in my house for the remainder of the day they'd have to leave. They helped me clean up the mess before leaving. This time Jacob and the twins joined them. I smiled. At least Rosalin and Owen wouldn't be roaming the streets today. I worried about my favorite two year olds more than just about anything else at times.

I tried to go back to sleep after my family left but of course I couldn't go back to sleep. I just kept thinking way to much about everything that happened. About what I remembered.

Why did I feel like there was more that I was missing? Why did the word 'Italy' keep popping up in my head all of a sudden? I'd never been there and I never thought about going there. Or had I been there?

It was giving me a headache just to think about it. The hidden memories in my deep subconscious were like wild animals trying to break free from captivity by ramming their heads against the cage.

I ended up taking cold medicine and that helped me fall asleep pretty fast. I didn't wake up until around noon the next day.

"Oh I see you're back,"

"Yeah," thanks for the concern I wanted to say but didn't. It wasn't until now that I could fully compare the Cullens with the woman who raised me. My family l never once stopped looking and hoping they'd find me when I disappeared so many years ago. This woman goes on a vacation when I disappear from her life and doesn't even give a crap when I return. As a matter of fact she actually seemed disappointed that I returned. As if she'd been hoping that I'd never return.

"Since you're back you better start going to school tomorrow. I came back to a bunch of phone calls from your school. Something about violating attendance policy. I had to call and lie and say we had a family emergency and had to leave town immediately,"

"Sure," I said just loud enough for her to hear. I didn't really care what happened with school at this point anyway. I had a feeling that I wasn't going to be here much longer anyway. There who was no doubt in my mind which family I wanted to live with from now on.

After fixing myself a quick lunch I went back to my room to mope. Today felt so boring compared to my day with Jacob yesterday.

Then I remembered that my grandfather had given me some blood bags before he'd left this morning. I'd hidden them in my desk before going to sleep. I closed the door quietly and locked it before my mom could discover me. Even though I was practically fully recovered from my illness my grandfather still insisted that I drink it.

The blood tasted so good that it was hard to believe it was really blood. I should've been disgusted by the mere thought of it but I wasn't. Perk of having vampire in my genes I guess.

I looked outside and saw the sun still beating down outside. Meaning it would still be awhile before I saw my family again. If they planned on seeing me again tonight.

I felt a strong sensation in my legs that made me gasp. It was so powerful. More powerful than any sensation that I'd ever felt in my legs before. I could feel my legs.

I didn't understand what could suddenly be causing me to have feeling in my legs after so many years. It didn't make sense to me. Here it was though.

I decided to try something that I never would've imagined possible before. I used my desk for support and was able to stand. I was able to stand! I lifted my foot and took the first step I could ever remember taking. I was able to take a few more steps before my legs collapsed on me and I fell and smacked my head against the sharp corner of my bed then hit my head again on the floor.

I squirmed and tried to fight the scary girl that was carrying me but it didn't work. Instead she would keep making me feel like my whole body was burning alive as 'punishment' for even trying to fight.

I felt so scared and helpless. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't keep fighting her because she was so much more powerful and stronger then me. I wanted to scream out for my family but I was so scared that she'd hurt me again if I even tried.

"Well well sister what do we have here?" A boy in a dark cloak asked.

"She has the smell of a vampire and heartbeat of a human. I have no idea what this creature is but Aro will want to know about her,"

I didn't pay anymore attention to what they were saying as they took me on an airplane against my will. We were on the airplane for almost 12 hours. I'd been so scared that I didn't even fall asleep. Also because that girl just kept torturing me with her powers because she was bored and thought it was fun. I never felt so scared bride and I just wanted to go back home and be with my family again.

When we got off the airplane I didn't recognize anything or anyone. They were all speaking a language that I didn't understand.

Then we went to a smaller town with a large castle in it.

"Welcome to Volterra, Italy little one,"

I suddenly came to gasping loudly. The pain on my forehead was intense and I could feel blood oozing out of it still.

I looked outside and saw that the sun had already started setting which meant that I'd been knocked out for awhile.

I managed to get myself back in my wheelchair without incident and went to the bathroom. I cleaned up the cut on my forehead and found a bandage large enough to cover the wound. I was not a doctor but I was sure I'd need stitches but since even the thought of stitches made me shudder I wanted to avoid that.

I needed to go to the pharmacy if I wanted to do something about the pain and get more bandages since I was on my last one.

On my way over I started to think about and replay the memory that had resurfaced this time. I didn't understand who these people were or how they played a role in my past. Why did the name Aro sound so familiar? None of this made any sense.

"Oh look who we have hear?" A voice that chilled me to the bone spoke.

"And were all alone,"

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no Lord this could not be happening again!

"Look here boys it's Nessie. She's a lot of fun let me tell you,"

I turned around a little and found myself facing Óscar and Ethan. The two boys that had raped me two years ago. Only now they were with their friends Liam, Joseph, and Carter.

"Oh I've been dying to get her alone since you said she was so much fun," Liam said.

"She's certainly beautiful and worth having. Best of all she can't fight back," Carter added.

"And she won't squeal on us," said Joseph.

By now I was really really really scared!

"Oh enough talk already," said Joseph. "Let's just have our fun already before someone walks by,"

Suddenly I was thrown from the wheelchair. One of the boys started to hit me while another boy forced my pants down.

No this could not be happening again! I couldn't get raped again! Please not again!

But this certainly was happening again. I was about to get raped again. By the same two guys plus their friends this time.

I screamed for help as they prepared to rape me. One of them hit me but that didn't stop me from screaming again.

"Oh shit!" One guy suddenly screamed.

"We got to get out of here now before they see us!"

"Stupid bitch you just had to ruin the moment! Don't worry though there'll be other opportunities!"

The boys ran away in fear. I looked back and saw my whole family running toward me.

Jacob could not contain his anger this time. He exploded into a wolf and chased after the boys. My father, mother, aunt Rosalie, and uncle Emmett all went after them as well.

"Shh you're okay Nessie. You're going to be okay I promise," grandpa started comforting me and attending to my injuries right away.

Even in my shocked state I couldn't help but wonder what was about to happen to my rapists and would-be rapists right now. But the important thing was that I was okay. I had been saved this time.

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