Chapter 11.

Discovered

"Romeo, Oh, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" Juliet said. I scoffed. Compared to all the other Romeo and Juliet plays I have seen, this one is just terrible. I heard sobs surround the room. I looked around me. Women were crying. I spotted some men crying, too. Esme was dabbing her eyes. No tears came out, but I knew she was touched, and was at least acting like she was crying. Rosalie was doing the same. Jasper and Emmett seemed to have no interest in this play. William was actually watching. I sighed. This is boring. An absolute waste of time.

"Do you want to get out of here?" William whispered into my ear. I sighed in relief.

"Yes. Please, let's go now." I said. We both stood up. William went over to Carlisle to ask him something. Assumingly, he must've been askng permission to take me out of this wretched, boring, regal, place. Father was eyeing William suspiciously. Carlisle nodded. William looked to me, and we both headed out. It was a long way back to the entrance of the amphitheatre. He held my hand and helped me up the stairs.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To get some drinks." he said. He led me left, and entered me into a fancy bar with tables surrounding it. The place smelled strongly of cologne and alcohol. If William hasn't noticed, I was supposedly 16 years old, and the legal age for drinking was 21. We walked over to the bar. He pulled out a chair for me, and I sat down. He sat down in the seat next to me. A blonde, female bartender turned around and faced us, but she wasn't looking at me.

"Excuse me, but is she...is she, supposed to..b-bbe in here?" she said shakily.

I looked at her. She had baggy eyes and smelled strongly of liquor. Why in the world would this cruise hire a drunken bartender like her?

"She's not going to drink anything, miss, except a strawberry smoothie." he said. He gave her a sly smile. She opened her mouth to say something but started making a smoothie instead. She looked at William again and dropped the cup of strawberries she was holding. She walked away from the mess and into the bathroom.

"What was that all about?" I asked him.
"Nothing." he said, smiling at me. God, I could've sworn I was going to melt. I can see why she walked away. She's probably freaking out in that bathroom. The bartender whore lady came back out. Her blonde hair was down, she smelled of perfume, and had make-up on.

Instead of making my smoothie, she went up to William.

"Say, how about you and me come to my room and get to know each other." she said smoothly, acting as if I was not there. I glared at her, growling.

"Excuse me? He is my BOYFRIEND." I sceamed at her.

She looked at me for the first time.

"Hey, Little Miss Whore. Leave this between the adults, you little bitch. Just run home to Daddy." she yelled at me.

I glared at her.

She lifted her hand up to William's face. She stroked his cheek and leaned in to kiss his neck. Everyone was staring.
"Hey, stop.." William started to say, with his eyes wide open in disgust.

That was it. She overdid it. I screamed and strangled her down. I punched her. She got ahold of me and started hitting and slapping me back. There was a lot of clawing and hitting involved in this situation. Glass was broken. People were freaking out. William immediately ran to my side and pulled me off of her. I was growling and cursing at her. She got up.

"Why, you little insane whore!" she screamed at me.

"Oh, yeah?! Well, you're a..!"

"Nesmie, stop. It's not worth it. Come on, let's go." William said. He gave me small peck on my cheek. I started calming down. Breathing slower. I turned around. Ready to leave, but then, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. I felt myself drifting away. I collapsed. William crowded around me. Other people did, too.

"Renesmee!" He said worried. Things got blurry. I closed my eyes. Everything was gone.

Kaleb's POV

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Something didn't feel right. I was sitting down on the couch beside Bryan and Silver who were happily drinking and laughing. I was one of the only ones who were sober here. I looked out the window. It was dark outside, and it was a full moon. I don't know what was wrong, but I had been disturbed all week. I just can't put my finger on it.

"Dylan." I said sharply across the room, not looking at him.

"Yes." He said. From his voice, I could tell that he was partially sober.

"I need you to check up on the Cullens for me." I said.

"Okay."

We walked out into the balcony. Katherine followed us.
"Come back as soon as possible." I told him. He nodded. I put my arm around Katherine and watched him transform into a bird. He flew away towards the moon.

"What's going on?" Katherine asked.

"I don't know. Something doesn't feel right. I think something went wrong, I just don't know what. The Cullens are doing something, and I want to know what. I have a feeling they're up to something."

"Oh, okay. How about while we wait for Dylan to come back, you and me can have some alone time." she said. This turned me on.

"I would love that." I said. I smiled. She led me onto the long chair besides the door. I started kissing her and noticed from her breath that she has been over-drinking. I smiled at this. She started unbuttoning my shirt, and I let her.

Dylan's POV

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Kaleb, gosh, I couldn't have asked for a better leader. He is just so cruel, and violent. He is like the best dude ever. I'm glad that he took me off the streets to become a vampire. Life as a drug-dealer was hard, since you didn't have much freedom. I couldn't visit my family because they hated me for dropping out of school in the 8th grade. But who cares anymore? I have a new family. I flew faster. I felt myself approaching Forks. Something was different.

Kaleb is going to be pissed. I checked the Cullen house, and they weren't there. The place was empty. They're gone. I looked inside their glass windows and all that was left was their expensive furniture. I followed their scent and tracked them down. They were on another ship. Heading towards where we were. I started approaching their cruise. I found their room. I transformed back into human form and landed on their balcony silently. I could hear several voices in their room. I slowly walked towards the door and peered in. Several people were crowded around something on the couch. I didn't know what. Edward looked worried sick, and so did William. Something has happened, but I don't care right now. I have to tell Kaleb that they're onto us. I transformed back and started flying.

Renesmee's POV

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Where was I? What happened?

I heard voices in the room. My head was throbbing, and was supported by an ice pack. My eyes were closed.

"Again, we are very, truly, sorry this has happened." a voice said. It was an unfamiliar voice.

"Our staff would do anything to make your daughter feel better. It's our fault, and if you need anything, just tell us." the voice said again. I assumed it was one of the ship's staff. Something happened to me. I had a feeling that the blonde bitch had something to do with it.

"What exactly happened, again?" my father asked. There was worry in his voice.

"Well, from what we heard, Lianne, our female bartender got drunk, and she supposedly harrassed your daughter's um-boyfriend. There was a fight between Lianne and your daughter, and well, your daughter was walking away from it, but Lianne threw one of our heavy, expensive bottles of liquor at her head. Actually, she threw two of them." A female voice said. Ahh, so Lianne caused my pain. So, while I was being mature, and walking away from the situation, she decided to throw alcohol at the back of my head. She seems very smart.

"Again, we are truly sorry."

"It's all my fault. If I had kept a better eye on Lianne, then our passenger here wouldn't be hurt. I hired her in the first place because I felt bad for her. She's a 22 year old girl! Her parents abandoned her, and she was left alone with no money. I felt bad, and she seemed like a nice girl."

I scoffed. Haha, nice girl? Yeah, right. I could tell everyone heard my scoff and looked at me. I finally opened my eyes.

"Renesmee, are you okay?" Esme said. She was next to me, right beside my head, which was lying on a pillow on top of the couch.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My head just hurts a little bit."

"Just keep that ice-pack on there." Carlisle said. I looked up. He was next to Esme, looking at me.

At the end of the couch, was a group of people, standing next to each other, like they were organized to. It was part of the ship's staff. I noticed there was a rather large fruit basket on the coffee table.

"Maybe we should call Dr. Bedingfield to check up on her. He's right downstairs." one of them said.

"No!" my whole family said at the same time.

"Thank you, but my father is already a doctor, and he can take care of her." my father said.

"Okay, well we have work to do. If you need anything, call. Again, we are sorry." one of the staff members said. When they staff left, my family was still crowded around me.

"Renesmee, are you okay? It's all my fault." William said. He was sitting next to the couch, on the ground, holding my hand.

"It's not your fault. It's okay." I said to him.

"Nesme, I'm glad you're okay, but, what were you thinking?!" my father said angrily.

"What do you mean?"

"You attacked her!" he said.

"Edward, it's not her fault." Rosalie said in my defense.

"Yes, father. It's not my fault I was born with your harsh temper." I said. Emmett gave a loud laugh, and covered his mouth. I guess this made him laugh. Everyone laughed at this. We were all talking happily, until there was a loud SMACK on the balcony door. Everyone stopped, and looked toward the door. Drops of blood were on the glass doors. I heard Jasper growl loudly. I watched Emmett and Rosalie hold him back. Father and William walked quickly towards the door, not because of the blood, but because they're wondering where it came from. I looked carefully and noticed a figure lying farther away from the door. Father and William slid open the door and approached the figure lying on the ground. I watched Father bend down to touch its arm. The figure was..human. He was checking its pulse. Carlisle ran out the door to examine the figure, also. William was standing, startled, staring at the limp figure. He walked shakily back inside, stopping at the doorway. His eyes were wide, and his face was blank.

"Re-Renesmee. You need to see this." he said shakily, barely looking at me. Esme helped me get off the couch. My head hurt. I slowly approached the door. I walked past the doorway. No. No, no, no, no, no. This cannot be happening. I felt nausea taking me over. I stood there shocked. Tears rolled down my cheek. This was unbelievable. I felt limp. I felt nothing. Sadness. William walked up to me, and put his arms around me. I dug my face onto his shoulder, soaking his shirt with my tears, once again. I couldn't bear seeing that figure lying on the ground, dead.

"No.. This c-can't be happening!" I screamed, my voice muffled by William's shirt. I couldn't believe it. It was Terrie. Terrie. My best friend Terrie. She was lying on the ground, lifeless with bite marks all over her body. I couldn't stand to look at her like that. My crying got worse.
"Carlisle, look. On her back." my father said. William let me go, but his arms still remained around me. My father and Carlisle turned her over onto her back. They pulled up her t-shirt and there, scratched by a knife onto her back, said "We know what you're up to. Be warned. All of you will end up like her, sooner, or later. -KH"

Rosalie and Esme were standing in the doorway, shocked. Everyone was startled. I dug my face back onto William's shirt. I couldn't see this. Kaleb, will pay. He will pay for what he has done.