Nessie´s POV

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Renesmee Cullen

"Auuuw," I whimpered. I had hit my head. I just didn´t remember how.

I was freezing. Where was I?

I looked around.

"Ooooookay…," I said.

I was in a dark, cold room of a kind. Water was dripping down the stone walls. I was lying on the cold stone floor wearing nothing but my pajamas.

Was I dreaming?

I couldn´t really remember anything.

"Focus Nessie," I said to myself.

OK. I had been out all day, spending the day at Jacob´s. We had talked, or he had talked, all day long. After we had dinner with Billy I went home to our cottage. Mom was there. She hugged and kissed me good night and I went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. I got to my room and then… Nothing. I´m blank.

"That´s weird," I muttered to myself.

Well this isn´t my room I can see that. I haven't been here before. How did I get here?

And where´s mom?

Once again I scanned the room. I was alone.

I shivered. "Jeez, it´s freezing in here," I complained. To whom I had no idea.

Well I´d better check this place to see if I can get outside or something. Yeah, that´s what I should do.

There´s wasn´t much to see. By the looks of it I would say that I was in a basement somewhere. There was a small window high op on the wall so I couldn´t look outside. There was only one door. A big wooden door. It looked like a door that belonged in a dungeon. The stone walls were dark grey and the floor was exactly the same. Now I just needed chains to be hanging from the walls. As soon I thought it I spotted them. There where chains hanging from the walls.

"Great," I said with sarcasm. A talent I inherited from my mother. "I´m in a freaking dungeon."

I went to the door and gripped the handle. Locked.

"Had to try," I told myself.

Well I knew it was silly to try the door, but what was I supposed to do? Just sit around and wait for my fairytale knight to come and save me?

"Yeah, that will happen," I half grinned,"when hell freezes over."

My knight in shiny armor. HAHA. The thought of it made me laugh. I had two choices.

My dad or Jacob.

My dad. The perfect man. Who wouldn´t want a guy like him. Being raised by him and having him as a role model properly didn´t make it any easier for me to find my future Mr. Right. Nobody could live up to his standards.

Jacob. My goofy best friend. I would follow him anywhere, but love? Yeah like that´s likely. I´ll always be little Nessie to Jake. The one who competes on who gets the biggest kill when we´re out hunting. The great thing about Jake though, was that I didn´t have to pretend. I could just be me.

Well that was it wasn´t it? Besides the males in my family and the other wolves I didn´t know any other boys.

And now it didn´t even seem likely that I would go to high school in a few months. Even if I were to get out of here my parents would never let me out of their sight long enough to attend school.

"Ugh," I groaned.

It was hardly fair. This wasn´t my fault. At least I didn´t think it was my fault. Apparently dark clouds were always hanging over my family. I had been told by Uncle Emmet that trouble and danger somehow followed my mother around. It should have been her middle name according to him. He loved the fact that life was never boring with my mom around.

But since our last encounter with the Volturi and their guard in the field years ago things had been fairly peaceful. Besides grandpa Charlie´s accident. Well human problems didn´t count – or did they?

Maybe mom and dad were right. Maybe we had stayed in Forks for too long. I really wanted to stay so maybe this was my punishment.

I was fairly sure that my entire family would be looking for me by now. I could see the sun outside and I would guess it was about 4pm. I looked down at my arm.

"Dang," I cursed. My Gucci was gone. "Those steeling bastards." I really loved my Gucci watch. Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme had had an inscription made on the back. "Our shooting star," it said. To them I was as rare and special to behold as a shooting star across the sky.

I always thought it was a little corny but it had caused my eyes to water just a little bit when I saw the inscription. I was personally offended that anyone would take that from me. It was personal.

I got to my feet and went to the door again. It was naive, but I had to try, so I pulled the handle again. Nothing.

"Hello!" I called in a small voice. I wasn´t really sure I wanted to be heard.

There wasn´t any reaction.

"Hello!" I called again this time louder.

I tried banging on the door.

Nothing.

Hmm. Ok. Interesting. No not really but I was trying to keep my mind busy so that I didn´t panic.

Right now I was actually really glad that I took more after my dad than I did my mom. She would so have freaked by now. I let out a small giggle at the thought of my mom alone in a cold and wet dungeon. Yes she would have loved this place. A cold and wet place.

Suddenly I stopped giggling. I shouldn´t be giggling at a time like this. I should be trying to get out. Maybe my giggling meant that I was freaking out. God no. Please don´t let me be freaking out. I need to keep my head clear so that I can figure out a way to make this right.

"Stop rambling already Nessie," I could really annoy myself sometimes with my own thought.

Poor dad, I thought to myself again.

"Alice," I suddenly said out loud. Well she can´t see me clearly but maybe if I write something down she´ll be able to see that. It might be worth a shot. But what should I write? And better yet, what should I write on? Or with for that matter?

I went to stand right below the window. I could hear people talking outside. They weren´t speaking in English. I could only hear mumbles, but it sounded Italian? Could that be right?

I tried jumping to see if I could get up high enough to get a glimpse of what was outside. Dang it, why did I have to be so short.

I tried shouting again, maybe the people outside would hear me and maybe help me.

"Hello! Hello? Anyone? Help me. I´m down here. Please! HELLO!"

Nothing. They didn´t even stop their mumbling. They couldn´t hear me.

Great.

I went to the shackles and played with them absentmindedly for a second or so. Suddenly I had an idea. I opened the shackles and tried to scrape in the stone wall. It took a lot of effort and strength to make even the slightest hole in the stone. It was a good thing I was persistent and stubborn then. Skills I inherited from both my parents.

After a long time I had managed to scrape the word, "ALICE" on the stones.

Well I can´t give up now I thought.

"Just use all your strength would you, it´s not like you´re a normal 5 year old or 14 year old for that matter," I said to myself. It was true that I was stronger than most kids. Sadly not as strong as the rest of my family but I could give them a run for their money. At least for a couple of seconds.

I continued to scrape and didn´t stop when my hand hurt. This wasn´t the time to be all girly.

"Suck it up, Ness," I was all for the pep talks right now. And it was not like I had anything else to do.

It started to get dark outside when I had finished my writing. I looked down at it feeling very proud of myself.

ALICE

I`M OK
I THINK I`M IN ITALY
I`M IN A DUNGEON
PLEASE HELP ME
LOVE YOU ALL
NESSIE

I really hoped it worked. I had no other option than to hope and wait. They would find me. They wouldn´t stop till they did.

I stared at my work until the dungeon was covered in darkness.

"Well it´s not like she´s going to write you back you dumbass," I said to myself. I killed the last piece of hope I had that Alice somehow would answer me.

Be patient. They will come. They have to.

I decided that I should try and get some sleep. It wouldn´t be the first time I had to sleep in rather peculiar circumstances. Or even in the face of danger.

I laid myself down on the cold and wet floor at shut my eyes.

It didn´t take long to drift off.

I found myself down in La Push chasing after Jake. I was laughing and enjoying myself. It was a sunny day so we were headed for the beach. Suddenly Jake turned around and flashed me a crooked smile. I felt my heart skip several heart beats when I smiled back at him.

"What´s the matter, hon? Am I too fast for you?" he said in a teasing tone at me.

Hon? What kind of dream was this anyway?

"You now I´m letting you win, baby," I flashed a seductive smile to him and he looked like he was going to melt.

Baby? And what was up with that smile on my face. This was Jake I was running with. Jake! Get a grip, Nessie. You´re such a freak. You can´t even dream right.

I was fighting my desire to return to the dream. It had given me warm sensations from my stomach and all the way through my body when I heard him call me `hon`.

Well, my wicked side got the best of me. I reasoned it with the fact that I was lying on a really cold floor. What could it hurt if I did dream odd things if it could keep me warm. It would also make me forget this horrible mess I was in. So I gave in to my dream.

I woke up when the first beam of sunlight hit me. The funny thing was that I didn´t really want to wake up. I wanted to stay in my sweet dream. Jake had spent the whole night keeping me warm whenever he called me `hon`, `babe´or the time he took my hand in his. It was really odd the way it made me feel. Running to his arms gave me the feeling that I was running home. I would be safe in Jake´s arms.

"WOW! Snap out of it, Ness!" I wasn´t dreaming anymore. Now I was just fantasizing. It was pathetic.

"Jake doesn´t see you in that way, so just stop it already and spare yourself all thing regret," I tried to reason with myself.

But what if he does?

He doesn´t!

But what if he does?

"UGH!" I was having that kind of a demon/angel discussion in my head.

What was wrong with me?

Jake had always been there for me. He was like my brother and my best friend. Why was I suddenly feeling such a need for it to be something more?

Yes it would be typical me to ruin the best thing that ever happened to me. I would so ruin my friendship with Jake if I started to develop feelings for him.

Besides, I couldn´t be in love with anyone. My parents wouldn´t let me. And my dad. My sweet dad would just kill Jake.

Come to think of it, mom had already tried to kill him when I was just born. Why was she trying to do that again? I couldn´t remember so I choose the explanation of her being a newborn vampire and all that.

Again, why couldn´t I just be a normal teenager with normal parents.

And if I had to go to Italy, why did I have to be locked up in a cold and dark dungeon?

I sat myself up, it wasn´t that comfortable to lie on the floor.

I could try the door again. Well, why not?

But it was another failed attempt.

I put my ear to the door and closed my eyes. I could hear someone outside the door. A woman was talking to a man. I couldn´t quite catch what they were saying but I was sure they were talking about me.

I heard them discus whether or not I should get food or if they should just starve me to death. They wasn´t sure that I would actually die of starvation.

Neither was I.

I didn´t recognize their voices but at least they were speaking in English.

I heard them walk to the door. I quickly placed myself on top of last night's `letter` for Alice. I wouldn´t let them see it if they came in here.

I heard a keychain chink and the door opened slowly.

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