Renesmee's POV

I walk back again, shaking ever so slightly. No surprise there, that's how it always is. I don't think my legs can even hold me up, but it would be too much of a giveaway if I passed out now. They're already suspicious, no need to fuel the flame. Especially when I worked so hard to act normal around them all.

Everything's spinning. That should be the least of my concerns. I convince myself that I have to stay conscious and act normal. If I can do that, hopefully, they will ask no questions this time around. Questions make me think- and if I think about this, even the slightest bit, my father would know. And he can't.

And even if he could, he shouldn't. This would kill him inside, I know it would. Either that, or he'd kill… no. I can't think about this! Cut it off, cut it off, cut if off!

Jacob's in view- my biggest obstacle. Hiding this from him is harder than hiding it from my father. I wanted so badly to tell him, to let someone know. But he was the person who could least know. If he knew… I don't know what would happen. All I knew is that I'd been warned.

He "smiles" when he sees me, but its short lived as he sees my shaking. My legs especially. They don't shake because I'm scared, hurt, traumatized or cold. It isn't anything like that. They shake for a different reason. One that, again, they could not know.

I wanted so much to cry for help. I wanted so much to tell someone, and to let them handle it, but I couldn't.

"Hey, Ness." he says, the smile turning into a frown. He knows what he's about to say isn't the reason, but to try to act like nothing's up, he says it anyway, "Are you cold?"

I shake my head, "No, I'm fine, thank you." I'm getting better at this whole "normal" thing, but it's too late now for it to pop into effect. There's no changing their minds. They know something is up. Maybe in a while it will fade? I'm not sure. Hopefully.

He nods, putting the "smile" back on his face. I know its only for my benefit. He's hiding something, too. But I can see right through it. He doesn't want me to know that he's suspicious, but it's a little to late. He's goes back to his "normal" chatty self. His cover up. I laugh along. My cover up. It's like a normal conversation, only both ends of it are fake, and they both know it. But if this conversation were the real deal, it would probably be filled with tears, anger, shock and confusion. So the cover up is better. For now.

Its raining again, go figure. We're in the Rabbit, go figure. Then he starts asking me the questions I dread most. Go figure.

"Ness, I know you say its nothing-"

"Because it is."

"-but I'm getting really worried. You're acting like everything's normal, but I know that's not really the case because every time anybody touches you, you flinch away." to prove his point, his arms reaches over me to touch the shoulder farthest from him, almost as if somebody else is doing it. To both of our dismay, I do flinch. I flinch, and then frown. I open my mouth, but close it again quickly, knowing that is I say anything at this point, it's going to be the truth.

"And Ness… the bruises. You… I know you didn't cause those." he says. I feel a sting in my heart. My hands curl in my lap as I tug my long sleeves down a little further, making sure my wrists are covered. Jake's right. "Listen, it'll be alright. Just tell me. I want to make this better, but that's kinda hard to do when I don't know what's going on."

I look up at him, and he looks at me. We both have concern in our eyes, however mine is for a different reason. Can I trust him? Of course I can! But I know the first thing he'll do is go after him. And if he knows that Jacob knows…

The car's stopped. I look out the window into the night, the night that I hate most. I don't leave, though, because I know he's not done. He's going to say something else, and I don't know If I'll be able to hold the truth in.

"Please." He says, and doesn't say another word. He gets out of the driver's seat and comes around to my side, opening the door for me. I step out, again like nothing's wrong, and we walk to the front of the house. The door is still closed. My father's out hunting, I was told. I'm free to think, to have a moment with myself, to let it out. As soon as I get into those doors.

"Please?" he repeats, pleading this time. It's hard to resist. Too hard.

"Its nothing. Don't let me bother you with my problems." I say with finality. He knows I won't say more, so he stops. I open the door, but before I can go in, he gently grabs for my hand. I flinch, he frowns. He reluctantly lets go, to my dismay, and shoves his hands in his pocket. He sighs.

"Goodnight." He says, and leans over to kiss me on the cheek. It's the first time he's done that.

To think, I would have blushed had something else not been on my mind. I miss out on probably the best second of my life because of… I don't even know anymore. I nod, unable to do anything else. My eyes are still wide as I shut the door. My father's out hunting. I can think.

But I let my thoughts out too quickly. I don't make sure that what I hear is true. Everything floods out so quickly, its hard to catch. I slide down the door, into a heap on the ground. Or at least would have- had my father actually been out hunting.

"Renesmee!?" His gold eyes meet mine from across the hallway.

He's not.

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Yeah, too bad for Nessie- Edward already went hunting (his eyes are golden, not black). Guess which chapter's next- THE REVELATION! w00t! So stay tuned and keep re reading the preface LMAO.