Ok so the last chapter sucked in my opinion so I'm going to spend just a bit more time on this one!

Chapter 6 ~ Vampires

I awake in a cold sweat. The vivid nightmares are too much. That's how it's been these last few months. I constantly fear extermination. Ever since the Cullen's were forced to tell their Leaders, The Volturi, about me. I can't blame them, even if I wanted to. Carlisle was just trying to protect his family and Edward though he clearly hates me was only looking out for Nessie. I can't control myself. I've killed so many people since I left. Even when I'm miles away from civilization there always has to be campers or a small town. I remember the day I left like it was an hour ago…

I blinked and stared at the off white ceiling. What happened? Where was I? I continued to examine my surroundings, a black leather couch, a cozy red wool blanket and shelves upon shelves of music. I've seen this room before, I just can't place it.

My hand itches. I look and there's a long clear tube coming from a needle in the top of my hand. It's attached to a bag of clear liquid. I.V.? Is that what it's called? Why did I need an I.V.. Didn't sick people need those? Was I sick? My throat was dry, like a farm in a drought. I wish I could get a glass of water. But I feel so weak.

I cuddle into the wool blanket and take a deep cleansing breathe. At least it was supposed to be cleansing. I almost vomited. A thick sickeningly sweet smell filled my lungs. It smelt like sugar on steroids. Something about it felt famillure almost comforting.

My mind screamed, Panic Stricken. My entire being was telling me to run, to hide, to fight. But my heart yearned to stay and just inhale deeply the overpowering aroma. I'm so tired. My eye lids are heavy and they won't stay open. They are screaming for rest. But I need to know where I am.

A face lays at the edge of my vision. Who is she? Why is she screaming?

Overwhelming grief, I can feel myself die a little. My heart has shattered. The monster runs away and I curl up next to her. The blood soaks my nightgown as I cry and cry. Mommy wake up.

I must have fallen asleep. I hear voices in the hall. They're talking in hushed whispers. No not talking arguing. The bag atched to my I.v. is empty and blood from my hand has begun to climb up the tube.

"she can't stay here" One voice whispers, angry.

"I know" the other admits. "But I can't just kick her out into the snow to die."

"Why not?" The voice sounds famillure. "her kind are good at taking care of themselves. She'll be fine on her own."

"I'd usually agree with you Edward. But she's so young. I'm amazed she's alone. The pups are almost always with a pack…God, a Child of the Moon in America! Who would have thought?" He sounded amazed.

Edward? Did I know him?

"Do you think she even knows what she is?" Edward asked

"No, this is more of a shock to her than us. At least we knew of their existence. This is going to be allot for her to process."

Silence.

"Carlisle, she almost killed Renesmee."

Renesmee, Nessie… Who almost killed Nessie?

"She didn't know what…"

Edward interrupted him.

"You keep saying that. 'She didn't know what she was doing, what she was.' It doesn't matter! She's still dangerous." Edward sounded enraged. Wasn't Edward Nessie brother? What happened to Nessie is she ok?

"I never denied she was Dangerous." Carlisle spoke solemnly. "I simply said not to take out what happened on Ava." Me? Why would he take what happened to Nessie out on me? Was it my fault? Oh my god was I driving? Was there an accident? What was going on.

I sat up straight on the couch.

More footsteps. Dainty footsteps. Alice?

"I had a vision." She says urgently. A vision? " The Volturi are coming to check on Renesmee"

"When?" Carlisle asked. His voice changed it was more serious now.

"I don't know exactly. There was still snow on the ground." She said. It sounded like she was going to cry.

"Thank you Alice."

Two sets of footsteps head away from the door and one towards it. The door opens. I stare at it. I recognize the man. Dr. Carlisle? That's right he was Nessie's dad.

"Oh your awake." He says coming closer. Every fiber of my being is saying run. Why? "How are you feeling?" he puts his hand on my shoulder. It sends a chill down my spine. I inhale and cough. He smelt horrid. I could barely breathe.

"Fine." I manage to get out between coughs.

"Well that's good." He says removing my I.V. "you won't be needing this then ... You actually healed faster than I anticipated." He smiles as he hands me a cup of water.

I drink it faster than I probably should have. But it just tasted so damn good.

Should I ask about Nessie?

"What happened?" He didn't answer me. Just went about placing a band aid on my hand. "I heard you talking." He stops and looks at me. "What did I do?" I asked scared of the answer. Nessie was all I had.

I remember seeing my Aunt, dead. Did I do that too?

I look to Carlisle, his eyes are sorrow filled.

"Ava." he begins. Then stops at a loss for words. "I need to show you something."

I nod and fallow him out of the room. We travel down the hall and I see normal sights through different eyes. It feels like I'm not me anymore. We get to his office. Nessie and I had spent hours in here before. Playing games, reading, Facebook. It seems so trivial now. He motions to a picture on the far wall.

"You see this painting" I looked to it and saw four men. One seemed strikingly famillure. It looked like Dr. Carlisle. I look to him and he seemed to know what I was thinking. "Yes, that's me. You see my family and I are very old."

"How is that possible?" I ask

"Well we are not human."

I look at him and a word comes to my lips and is in the air before I register what it is. Only when I hear it do I realize exactly what I'm implying.

"Vampires"