Chapter 24
Nessie saw the sign welcoming people to Forks. She stopped running and stood there looking at the sign. She smiled and felt like she was home. She looked around and then stepped into the woods. She walked through the woods until she got to the beach at La Push. She stepped out onto the sand and looked out over the water. She turned and walked towards Billy's house. She got to Billy's and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Billy yelled as he came to the door. He opened the door and looked at Nessie. "Nessie.' he said slightly stunned. "Come in. Come in," he said moving so she could walk in. "Jake didn't tell me you two were coming to visit."
"Well, Jake's not with me. I came here by myself," Nessie said as she walked over to the couch.
Billy wheeled over. "What happened?'
"We met some people and they told me a story that I just can't believe. Even Jake's agreeing with them. And the thing is, I know there's no way it's the truth but I'm starting to feel like it is."
"Who did you meet?"
"The Cullen family."
Billy took a breath and looked at Nessie. "What did they tell you?"
"They told me that Bella and Edward are my parents and that I'm half vampire. Oh and that Jacob is a werewolf."
"Well..." Billy started. "They're not lying."
"Wait, what do you mean?" Nessie asked stunned.
"You made yourself forget everything by the time you were 5. You thought your family was dead and it caused you too much pain so you made yourself forget. We all wanted you to have the life wanted so we didn't make you remember."
"How could I just forget about my family?" Nessie asked.
"You figured out how to bury he memories so deep that they were almost impossible to be brought back up. Didn't you ever wonder why you could run so fast? Or hear so well? Haven't you ever wondered why on occasion you have craved blood? Or why your skin is so pale and way you look the way you do?"
"Yes," Nessie said quietly.
"And have you ever put your hand on someone's face and shown them a scene?" Billy asked.
"I did with Jacob when I was younger," Nessie said hesitantly.
"That's your gift. Some vampires have special gifts and you are one of those vampires. And that is your gift," Billy said calmly.
"So you mean that everything they told me is the truth?" Nessie asked.
"Yes."
"But...but...so vampires and werewolves really exist?"
"Yes they do. Go to Sam and Emily's and they can show you that werewolves really do exist."
Nessie gave Billy a confused look.
"Didn't you ever wonder why Jake has the tattoo on his arm? Or why Sam, Quil, Embry, Seth, and all the rest of them have them too?"
"Jake just said that the tattoos had a meaning but he ever told me."
"All the werewolves get them. Now go to Sam and Emily's."
"Okay. Thanks Billy," she said giving Billy a hug.
"You're welcome," Billy said hugging her back. "I'm glad that we can stop hiding this stuff from you."
Nessie turned and walked out the door. She walked towards Sam and Emily's. She didn't feel like running so she just walked at a normal pace. When she got to Sam and Emily's, Claire was outside waiting for her.
"Nessie!" Claire yelled with a smile.
"Hey Claire," Nessie said smiling back.
"So I hear you're starting to believe in werewolves and vampires again. Billy called," Claire said as an explanation. "He told us that we were supposed to show you that werewolves really do exist. Come on." Claire said as she walked into the Sam and Emily's. All of the werewolves were sitting around the table.
Seth stood up and walked over to Nessie. "Hey Nessie," he said picking her up in a hug and swinging her around.
"Hey Seth," Nessie said with a laugh.
"Hey Nessie," the rest of them said.
"Hey," she said back.
"So I hear we need to prove to you that werewolves exist," Sam said.
"I guess. I'm starting to believe that they do but I don't think I'll be able to fully believe it till I see it for myself."
"Then come out back with us," Quil said as he stood up. All of them stood up and headed out the door.
"You're going to love this," Claire whispered with a smile.
Nessie smiled back and her and Claire followed everyone outside. They all walked around to the back of the house. Sam was the first to change. He looked towards Nessie when he was in his wolf form.
"Whoa. Werewolves do exist," Nessie said in an airy voice.
"Yes we do," Seth said. Sam went into the woods and Emily grabbed the clothes she had brought out for him and followed him.
"And you're half vampire," Claire said. "Werewolves don't like vampires. Except for you and because of you, the Cullens."
"I'm really a half vampire?" Nessie asked.
"Yep. Hopefully you're like the Cullens though," Claire said. Sam and Emily rejoined them.
"What do you mean?" Nessie asked.
"A vegetarian vampire."
"A vegetarian vampire?" Nessie asked confused.
"Yep," Claire said. "They don't drink human blood. They only drink animal blood."
'That explains why I craved the blood of that deer,' Nessie thought to herself.
"So, do you believe in werewolves and vampires now?" Quil asked.
"I have to say that I do. I've got proof that they do. I mean, I saw a werewolf right in front of my eyes and I drank blood earlier so vampires have to be real," Nessie said.
"You drank blood?" Emily asked. You could tell she was slightly concerned.
"Of a deer. Not a human. I could never kill a human to drink their blood. I've lived as a normal human too long to do that," Nessie assured them.
"Good. So you're still the same girl you've always been, you've just embraced the fairytale side of your life now," Claire said with a smile.
"I guess so. Wait, if all this is true, then the Cullens were telling me the truth! I do have parents!" Nessie yelled. A huge smile spread across her face.
"Yes you do. And now you're family's bigger," Emily said, placing a hand on Nessie's shoulder and giving her a motherly smile.
"I need to get back to Rock Dale!" Nessie said.
"Go!" Claire said with a smile.
"Go!" the rest of them yelled.
"Thanks everyone! I'll come back to let you know how everything works out!" Nessie yelled before turning and taking off as fast as she could. She got to Rock Dale in no time since it was an hour away by car.
