Chapter 7~ Goodbye

"Well technically, yes." I feel weak, vampires don't exist. That's preposterous. "But not the kind of Vampires you have come to know through Hollywood." I had to sit down. I looked around slowly not finding a chair besides the on Dr. Carlisle was already seated in. I was half listening half freaking out. "You see Sunlight does not harm me or my family, nor do we drink human blood." I think he said more but I started to space out. My mind was racing. Vampires? Blood Dinking Immortal Vampires? Does that mean they have no heart beat? I swear Nessie had a heartbeat. Nessie…

"What happened last night?" I asked running my hand franticly through my long unruly blonde locks.

"Last night? Oh you mean Last week. Well…"

"Last week?" I asked confused, god why couldn't I just stand still.

"Yes you've been unconscious for quite some time. Last week you, experienced a change." He said beating around the bush still.

"A change? What do you mean? I'm not a…"

"No, you're not a Vampire" I nodded my head urging him to continue. "You are a Child of the Moon."

"A what?"

"A child of the moon. It's basically what humans have dubbed a Werewolf."

"A Werewolf...A Werewolf" I was Hysterical. "How can I be a Werewolf? Don't you have to be bit by one for that to happen?"

"No, that is a human myth. True Werewolf's are genetically so. You were born A Child of the Moon, and I'm surprised you weren't told this by your family." He seemed to be saying no a lot.

"My Mom Died when I was young and I never met my dad" I spoke almost roboticly. I was so used to curious people. It actually surprised me Dr. Carlisle waited this long to ask about my family. He looked at me. And gave me the look so many did. One of pure pity, like he was looking down on me, like I was some poor kid without a hope in the world. "Don't look at me like that. I don't want your pity"

"It's not Pity Ava, Its empathy, compassion." My throat closed up a bit. Not even my Aunt cared that much, now she won't even get a chance to try. "Do you remember anything about that night?"

I stopped and thought hard.

"Bits and pieces" I said softly almost as if it would cox the memories out from hiding.

"What do you remember?" Dr. Carlisle asked in a fatherly tone placing a hand on my forearm. It was an empty jester all the same.

"Eating popcorn and watching Sweeny Todd…Then suddenly I'm out side, in pain. I remember snow and my house, my Aunt" I choke up. A tear falls from my already cried out eyes and suddenly my heads pounding. I've never felt this much pain in my entire life. It felt like a knife being repeatedly hit with a hammer into my skull. My hands flew to my cranium and I fell to knees. I may have screamed I'm not sure.

Carlisle was at my side immediately; he pulled one of my hands from my head and looked to his watch. Why was he just taking my fucking pulse? I was in Pain god damn it! Why wasn't he giving me morphine? He was yelling something but I couldn't make it out.

God my head.

I saw red clumps falling from my scalp. Down my face to the floor. What was it? It tasted like iron. Carlisle was yelling at me now telling me to stop. Stop what? Esme ran into the room clutching a towel to her chest. Quickly, she brought it to us. Carlisle forced my other hand from my cranium and replaced it with the white wool towel. It was blood wasn't it. Had I caused it, or was it that unholy pain that made my noggin bleed. Whatever it was it was passing and I felt better. I curled up into a ball on the floor. I just wanted to die. Why was this happening to me? My vision blurred and Esme whispered to me…

"Everything's going to be alright"

I woke up, my head throbbing dully. Esme was petting my hair and humming softly. It sounded familiar.

"What is that?" I ask. She didn't seem surprised I was awake.

"It's an old German cradle song" She said calmly, it was just like her to try and be my mother.

"Like a lullaby"

"Yes, like a lullaby"

"I think my Mom used to sing it to me when she wasn't wasted or high." Esme was listening intently. "Where's Dr. Carlisle?" I asked looking around the room. We were no longer in his office. They moved me. God I was pathetic, fainting like this. We were in a bed room. I was lying on my side, head cradled in Esme's lap.

"He's down stairs trying to control a situation" She said choosing her words carefully.

"A situation?" I sat up and clutched my head. I was really dizzy.

"It's nothing dire, just Jacob being, Jacob"

"Jacobs here?" He'd know about Nessie right?

"Now Ava, dear right now's probably not the best time to talk to him." But I didn't hear her. I was out the door and down the stairs before she even finished the sentence. Jacob was standing in the door talking vigorously to Carlisle while Emmett stood in-between them.

"Where is she Carlisle" He asked demanding an answer.

"I don't know Jacob. As I already said Edward and Bella…"

"They can't just do that. They can't just decide to take her away like that." He sounded desperate, heartbroken.

"Jacob, I understand how you feel but they are her parents." Jacob took a few deep breathes and began to calm himself.

"Then they should have taken me with them. I can protect her."

"And what would your pack do without their fearless leader Jacob" Emmett said with a smirk upon his face. Jacob glared and then his attention was drawn elsewhere. To me.

"What's she doing here?" he said resentful.

"Jacob she's as much of a victim as anyone"

"She no fucking victim! She's the murderer, the fucking antagonist" I averted my gaze and reached to play with my hair. I found my gold locks coated in dried blood.

"Wow that's a pretty big word for you Fido" Rosalie said sarcastically as she descended the stairs behind me. Jacob promptly raised his middle finger and uttered…

"Sit and spin blondie" Now Emmett obviously didn't appreciate that little comment, considering Jacob was out the door and pinned to the ground in there seconds. Emmett started beating the shit out of him. I looked to Rosaline who was giggling uncontrollably. She looked to me and saw my worried expression.

"Oh don't worry. They do this all the time. I insult the dog, he retorts with a blonde whore joke, and Emmett knocks him around a bit. If anything he's using this to distract from Nessie's absence." She explained. "Why don't we go wash the blood out of your hair?" She continued while picking at one of my soiled curls.

"Yeah" I agreed glancing back at Jacob and Emmett. "Why are you being so nice to me Rose?"

"What are you talking about Ava? I'm treating you like I always do." She said with one of the fakest smiles I've ever seen. I knew it was a lie but I decided to let it fly. Something was up. Rose was being nice; Esme was acting a little more motherly than normal. I need to find out what's going on.

Upstairs, I kneeled next to the tub as Rosaline washed my hair, carefully avoiding my wounds.

"You know you can't stay here forever, right?" Rosalie said out of the blue. And out came the bitch.

"Yeah, I didn't plan on it." I said awkwardly.

"So where are you going to go?" she asked handing me the Blow dryer.

"I don't know." I said looking up at her.

"Well whatever you're going to do you better do it soon." She said acting like she didn't care, inspecting her nails for chips.

"Why" I asked skeptical.

"Has nobody told you? Well then, let me be the first." She began. "Your kind has been hunted to near extinction by the Volturi. They're on their way here as we speak."

"Who are the Volturi?" I ask shocked.

"They are basically what you would call Vampire Royalty. They have immense power and could kill us all if they really wanted too." She said smirking. "But they don't want to kill us…"

"They want to kill me?" I said in realization

"Bingo, Goldie locks."

"So my being here is putting you all in danger."

"Give the girl a prize." She was really starting to piss me off.

"You know you could be a little less sarcastic. This is my life!" I said standing. "Not yours!"

Rosaline rolled her eyes and left the room.

"I just thought I'd let you know what was going on so you had a chance of survival."

What was she talking about? No way I was in that much danger. It was impossible. But what if I was? What if me simply being here was endangering the Cullen's. I was keeping Nessie away from Jacob and forcing him to seek out horrible ways of entertainment. Who knows how Nessie is coping with the separation. If she wasn't talking about School she was talking about Jacob. She is his world and in return he is hers'. Maybe it would be better for me to leave.

I shook these thoughts from my mind as I blew dry my gilded locks. I opened the bathroom door to find clothes pilled in front of it. I grabbed them and upon further inspection I saw they were a pair of red skinny jeans and one of my old Hollywood undead T-shirts. I quickly changed and put on my converse before heading downstairs again. As long as I didn't see Jacob or Rose I'd be fine. I wasn't in the mood to deal with them or their bickering. I grabbed a hoodie from the closet and quietly left the house. It'd be better if I left without goodbyes. Seeing them would only make me want to stay.

As long as I stay away from freakishly attractive people I think I'll be ok. Who knows maybe I'll even find More like me.

I made it to the end of the road before spotting Alice and Jasper. I waved awkwardly. Alice brought her hands to her lips and looked as if she was going to cry.

"Hi" I said wishing they weren't here. I expected a hi or maybe even a bye back but Alice was suddenly hugging me. Tightly.

"I'm going to miss you Ava. I wish you would stay." She said not letting go.

"I'll miss you too Alice. But I can't stay." I said as she let go and took a step back.

"Why not?" She asked hopeful.

"Rose told me about the Volturi." Her face dropped. "I couldn't live with myself if you were to come to harm because of me." Alice looked to Jasper who nodded.

"Rosalie said she wouldn't say anything to you till Jasper got a chance to talk to you. But we all know how much Rosaline actually listens." I looked to Jasper who was standing further away than Alice like always.

"I wanted to give you some advice." He said formally. "Head south. From my own experiences I can vogue that there have been packs of your kind down there that are thriving despite the Volturi seeking their destruction." I listened intently. Never before had Jasper ever talked to me in such a manner. He was straight forward and meant every word. He was sincere and was truly trying to help. "When you find others of your kind do not expect welcome., you will be an outsider to them, a rouge. Maybe you'll get lucky and they will let you stay. If not they may kill you or worse just leave you to die in the desert." I swallowed and smiled, teary eyed.

"Thank you Jasper" I said and started to leave. Alice caught my sleeve and pushed an envelope into my hands. "What is this?" I asked. Alice smiled and replied.

"Cash, a new identity, and a pre-paid credit card. Along with some other little things I thought you may like from your old life." I looked at Alice, then Jasper.

"You shouldn't have. I could never accept this."

"Please we have more money than we know what to do with" Alice said playfully pushing me. I could never fully explain my gratitude to her so one last hug would have to do. I turned to leave an Jasper handed me a backpack. I looked at him quizzically.

"Provisions" I smiled at his one word answer and forcibly hugged him. He froze up, I laughed. And with one final look I left behind my old life, my life as Ava Orrick and started on a new path. I had no Idea of where it would lead me but I was about to find out.