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I guess I had fallen asleep on the plane because when I woke up everyone was moving around and gathering they're things. I raised my head from Jacob's shoulder.

"You're up." Jacob noted.

"Are we there already?" I asked, looking out the window at the airport.

"Yeah, you were asleep for a while." He smiled when he turned to me.

Great, now I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"Where is everybody?" I asked as I looked around and didn't see my family amongst the people.

"There's already off." He said gathering our two bags. "I told them I'd wake you up and meet them out there."

"Oh." I looked out the window again. So this was my new home, I could see a few sky scrapers in the distance. I'm sure Alice loves the idea of a huge city, more shopping. I despised shopping, along with cities. Everyone's either running around, yelling into a cell phone, or smoking. And everything was always so loud. I sighed, well at least we wouldn't really be living in NYC, we were living in a small city near the northern border. I wonder if Jacob likes the city, had he been anywhere other than Seattle? He would probably like it here, so would everyone else. I was the crybaby here. I was the only one who cared about leaving my home! My mom didn't even seamed that phased about it. Well, maybe I'll find some good points about life here. Maybe I'll meet some new people, friends. And so would Jacob…but what would that mean? That he would become even better friends with someone else, a girl maybe? No. I don't think I could live with that.

"Ness," Jake called, snapping me out of my daze. I turned to see he was leaning toward me, he lifted his hand and held it to my face. "It's going to be okay. I promise." He had been telling me this constantly for the past week or so. I just nodded and looked away.

"Come on." I said. "Let's go."

We both walked slowly down the aisle and out of the plane. My family was waiting right outside the gate. My mother and father were talking further away. It looked like they were fighting which was odd because they never fought, I wonder what that was about. My aunts and uncles were in line to buy food at some sort of fast food place within the airport, and Grandpa and Grandma were waiting for us with the rest of our family's luggage surrounding them.

"You guys ready?" Grandma asked us, I didn't say anything. "They're getting you guys some food and then we'll be off."

I nodded and looked around. The place was quite busy, everyone was scattered around the large room before us. Some people were running around frantically, others sitting casually in seats looking bored. I noticed a few feet away from me was a young women, maybe 20 or 21. She was standing anxiously peering at the gate waiting for someone to come through it. You could tell when the person she was waiting for emerged because she bolted toward the doors. A young man was there waiting for her, also in his early twenties , he was dressed in a army uniform. He eagerly embraced her, lifting her off the ground and spinning her in circles. The smile on his face was too much to describe. He set her down after a few seconds and wiped the tears that had appeared on her face and kissed her. It was so beautiful I felt like I was going to cry. I wish I could have that. That kind of love…

"Are we ready?" I heard my father ask. I turned and saw that him and my mother were holding hands, which probably meant that either they're disagreement was solved or they didn't want me worried. "Well let's go then."

Everyone went to grab their suitcases, my mom had my things as well as her own.

"Ness." I turned to see Jacob with a bag from McDonald's and a drink in hand. "Could you hold these."

I grabbed the two items as Jacob carried our two carry-on bags and his own luggage. I walked over to follow my family as they left through large glass doors at the front of the airport. I immediately knew which cars were ours. There was a silver Volvo for my parents, a large green jeep for Emmett and Rosalie, a gray BMW for my grandparents, a bright yellow car I didn't know the name of for Alice and Jasper, and another unfamiliar deep red car, probably for Jake.

Oh, not only did I have to move. I wasn't allowed to have my own car. Even though I had gotten my license last year, it was pointless because I didn't have anything to drive.

Everyone walked over and started to pack up their respective cars, I followed Jake.

"You gonna ride with Jacob, Renesme?" My mom asked from the car over, I nodded. "Okay, we'll see you back home.

I opened the door and sat in the passenger seat as Jacob threw his suitcase in the back. He then came to join me in the front.

"You okay, Ness?" He questioned.

"Mmhmm." I responded, my voice was too high for it to sound convincing.

I shifted in my seat to lean my head against the window and close my eyes. He pulled out of the parking spot and I knew when he pulled out onto the highway because we sped up.

Jake went to grab my hand but I pulled it away. I didn't want to sit here and hold his hand like everything was okay. I didn't want to be here in this place. I didn't want to go "home" to a house I've never been to and to a room that didn't smell right.

I felt the car start to slow and we turned.

"Wow, It's so beautiful here." He said, obviously trying to cheer me up.

I didn't open my eyes, I didn't want to see it.

"We're here." He stated about twenty minutes later.

I opened my eyes, grabbed my purse, and pushed open the door. I walked, almost stomped, quickly up the driveway and towards the front door. I opened it to see my family in a large living room. It looked familiar, but wrong. The walls we're white and the furniture was also. It was just the same as the last house, but so different.

"Where's my room?" I snapped, sounding kind of harsh.

"It's upstairs," Grandma informed me. "Last door on the right."

I took my suitcases from Mom's hands and dragged them up the grand staircase. I heard them all talking below me as I stalked off down the long hallway.

"I should go talk to her." Jake said.

"Maybe you should give her some space, Jacob." My mom suggested.

I found the last door and opened it slowly. The room was small, bright yellow walls and a small twin bed in the corner. Two pieces of furniture existed, a nightstand next to the bed and a tall dresser in the corner. The floor was dark wood and a small carpet laid next to my bed.

It was my room, my exact room that I had at home, expect it was wrong! I moved over to the bed, it smelled like nothing I recognized and it shouldn't. It should smell like me! It didn't have my baby blanket laying on it or the quilt my Mom had made me. I looked over at the nightstand, it didn't have the small carving I had made on my old one when I was a child. I couldn't stand it! Everything was just there mocking me, reminding me of a time in the past and telling me I could never have it back.

I dropped my things on the floor and ran out of the room, not being able to look at it without falling apart. I ran down the long hallway and down the stairs and straight out the front door. I ignored the calls from behind me and kept running toward the forest at the far east corner of the property.

I ran and ran through the trees, attempting to leave behind me that distressing room. I wanted to be home! Maybe I could run home, but I knew someone would eventually come after me…I ran for what seemed like hours and the forest didn't let up.

Suddenly I felt a falling sensation and the next second I was on the ground. I didn't know what stumbled me, a root maybe or a rock. But I didn't want to stand back up again. Instead, I shifted to a sitting position, leaning against a tree.

It was dark outside now and a cold breeze hit me. I shivered and pulled my knees to my chest. Finally, I just let go and cried. I didn't like holding everything in like this. I just wanted to be here alone and cold, crying. I started to sob and choke on the tears until my throat began to hurt but I couldn't stop. I felt like there was an endless supply of salt water within me, pouring out through a small opening.

I then caught a scent that I would know anywhere and immediately following saw a large pair of black eyes. A giant wolf stood within a circle of bushes, Jacob. He whined softly and walked in the opposite direction. I hid my face before he could return as a human.

"Nessie." I didn't raise my head as he walked over to me and sat down. Swiftly, he pulled me up into his lap and wrapped his arms around me. I pulled him closer and hid my face into his chest as I continued to cry. I felt so...vulnerable and weak crying like this.

"Ness?"

I didn't look up but continued to sob into his shirt.

"Nessie. Look at me please, sweetheart."

I still didn't raise my head. What did he think of me now? Crying like a baby just because I had to move. People moved all the time! None of them cried like this. None of them pouted and mopped around. No, it was just me.

"Please." He begged, his voice was so soft and fragile that I had to look up to meet his gaze.

"It's going to be okay." He soothed.

"I'm sick of people saying that!" I yelled suddenly, standing up. He immediately stood up in front of me. "Who the hell are you to tell me that everything is going to be okay? No one knows what's going to happen with my life any more than I do! No one knows what this is like, to leave everything! To not know where I'm headed, not you, not Mom! And I'm sick of everyone pretending that they do!"

At some point in my rant Jacob's face changed. His expression was no longer comforting it was hurt and slightly angry.

"You think I don't know what this is like, Nessie? You think I'm not hurting just as much as you are! I just moved away from the only place I've ever been! I left my father behind who ,no matter how much he says he'll be okay, needs me! I left my home and my pack, all of my friends!" He was staring down at me from our height difference. "I left everything for you, Ness! I gave it all up to be with you and you don't even care! You're yelling about how you are so misunderstood and how you hate life here that you haven't even given a chance yet! Maybe you should focus on the fact that other people are hurting too, instead of just caring about yourself!"

I stood there, stunned. He had never ever yelled at me be before. And it stung, badly. But he was right, I was being selfish. I hadn't been thinking about how he was hurting, also.

He started to walk away, "Jake, wait!" I called after him but he started to run.

What did I do? Did I let him go and cool off. Or did I go after him now and apologize. I decided against the first option and started to run after him, but he was way ahead of me. I noticed his clothes on the ground, or should I say the remains of his clothing. Great, I sighed. When he was a wolf I couldn't outrun him.

I trudged along though the dark forest. Before I knew it I was back at the house. I opened the front door. Both of my parents were in the front room, along with Grandma.

"Where's Jake?" I questioned, frantically.

"He said he was going back to his house." Grandma told me.

"His house?" Had he gone back to Forks! Left me here because he thought I didn't appreciate him?

"Yes, we bought him a little house further up the road."

"Oh." I sighed in relief. I started to turn toward the door again, ready to track down his scent.

"Where do you think you're going?" My dad demanded grabbing my arm as I turned.

"I have to go see Jake." I told him calmly.

"Oh no you don't. It's also two in the morning, Renesme."

"Dad! I have to go talk to him." I yelled.

"It can wait till morning."

"No it can't!" I attempted to retrieve my arm from his grip but was unsuccessful.

"Renesme," My mother spoke from across the room. "Your father's right, go get some sleep. You can see Jacob in the morning."

I knew I wasn't going to win this one so I started walking towards the staircase as Dad released my arm. I was halfway up the stairs when I paused.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you before, Grandma." I apologized.

"It's alright, sweetheart." She smiled up at me before I continued to walk the stairs and down the long hallway into my room.

I ignored the room and collapsed onto my bed, too caught up in guilt to sleep.

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