I had made it to the door when my feet stopped. It was like someone had cemented them to the floor. A voice in my head barked at me to go back and help them. How cowardly could I be? This family had taken me in, without any explanation, and treated me as one of their own. They were sweet and kind and I was going to let them sacrifice their lives for me. I was just as bad as my father.

I was about to turn back when two pairs of hands grabbed me from behind. They twisted my arms behind my back and I let out a yelp of surprise. One of them sunk their teeth into my neck. I could feel the blood being drained from my body. Slowly but surely, I felt myself get weaker by the second.

"Nice try," The other snarled. Before I could even react they had started to drag me to the backyard. This was not good. I couldn't go out there. The Cullen's couldn't know who I was or where I came from. At least, I didn't want them to find out this way. They would never forgive me.

The two vampires were physically they were stronger than me and in a half a second I was outside. I didn't look at any of the Cullen's as Damon's minions dragged me past them. I struggled against their grasp, but it only made them hold onto me tighter. "Let go of me." I demanded. And they did. They threw me hard to the ground right at Damon's feet. I managed to get on my hands and knees, unable to stop myself from shaking violently. The cold wind slapped my face, playing with my blonde hair.

"Why do you always have to make things difficult?" Damon asked in a low voice.

"Would I be me if I didn't?" I replied with a smirk. It was a stupid move. You don't taunt the ones who could kill you in a heartbeat. But I couldn't help myself, I never could. My mouth had gotten me in trouble more than once. It didn't help that Damon had a temper. Naturally, one of his hands wrapped around my neck. Automatically one of my hands grabbed his and I made a pathetic attempt to make him let me go. He furiously yanked me up and his grip loosened when I was on my feet. I took a few strangled breaths and looked at the ground, unable to look at him. His thumb ran up and down my neck, making me aware of how vulnerable I was right now. He could so easily snap my neck with barely any effort on his part.

I finally understood why the Cullen's and Jacob, my new werewolf pal, weren't attacking Damon and his men. Although Carlisle and his family outnumbered them, the vampire that held Renesmee had her by the throat, just like Damon had me. The Cullen's could have attacked the vampire, but they would more than likely lose Renesmee in the process. As badly as I could tell they wanted to, they weren't about to take the risk.

"No, I guess you wouldn't be." Damon chuckled. "You've always had to do things the hard way."

"Roxy, do you know these gentlemen?" Carlisle sounded as if "gentlemen" was the last word he would use for Damon. I tried to swallow the painful lump that had formed in my throat. My heart threatened to pound its way out of my chest. I flinched at the sound of Damon's laughter.

"Of course she does." Damon grabbed my jaw and forced me to look at him. Dark humour filled his eyes. I wanted to scream no, plead for him not to say anything else, but knew it was useless. I was trapped and Damon savoured in my fear. His eyes flickered back to the Cullen's. "I'm her fiancé." I could feel all of their eyes shift to me. I hated him.

"Ex-fiancé," I hissed at Damon. "When someone has been running away from you for the past five years of their life that normally means that the engagement is off." He laughed again as if I had said a joke. I, however, felt as if I was going to be sick.

"What is he talking about? How do you know them?" Alice demanded but I was frozen in fear.

"Oh, she hasn't told you?" Damon responded innocently. His eyes locked onto mine and his smile grew. I shook my head helplessly and mouthed the word 'no'. "Roxy here and I are supposed to get married." The words like a punch to the gut.

"Were, we were supposed to get married." I protested but it was like I hadn't spoken.

"I'm a friend of her dad, Victor." I had to fight the urge to not run away. I glanced over at Carlisle. While the rest of his family looked shell-shocked, comprehension flashed across his gentle eyes. Almost everyone knew about my dad. He was the only vampire to escape the Vulturi and he was determined to over throw them by any means. Everyone also knew me. Victor's daughter, the vampire that was given the world's strongest gift. The ability to manipulate and control the energy around me.

I had never felt so completely defeated before. "Damon, stop." I begged him. It was pointless. The damage had been done. Damon turned his attention back to me.

"Your father was amused at first, but now he's furious. He wants you home." Damon told me sternly. He sounded more like my father than he ever had. I automatically took a step back but his grip on my throat tightened.

"I'm not going back." I coughed and he laughed. He leaned in close to me.

"Are you sure? Because Renesmee may have to pay the price for that decision." He whispered, his breath caressing my face. I glanced at Renesmee. Terror was written on her face. She was so young, so sweet. Anger rushed through me, replacing my fear. Against my will, a tear streamed down my face. Damon wiped it away. "Do you want to change your answer?" He asked, very pleased. I nodded. "That's my girl." He kissed my lips gently before letting go of my jaw. He gestured to the vampire that held Renesmee and he let her go. Nessie ran to Edward, Bella, and Jacob. Edward scooped her up in his arms and then glanced at me.

Two vampires grabbed my arms again and started to drag me away from the only people who I trusted. I had to do something now or I would never get free. I was careful not to put up a fight at first. I learned long ago that the element of surprise could be the key to winning many battles.

We were coming close to the edge of the forest when I suddenly stopped. I didn't give my vampire guards anytime to react and jammed my elbows into their stomachs. A third vampire ran in my direction, facing me head on. The grip the other two had on me was still strong. As soon as the third was right in front of me, I kicked him in the stomach and he flew back. The force let me flip over the first two, breaking their grip. As soon as I was free, another two headed straight for me. I gathered the energy around me and gestured toward the two of them. It was like some invisible force sent them flying backwards. Before anyone else could get their hands on me I jumped into one of the trees and looked down at Damon, anger burning in his eyes.

"You said it yourself Damon. I wouldn't be me if I didn't make this difficult for you." I told him and smiled. A snarl ripped from his throat. I managed to push back my fear and jumped from tree to tree, going further into the forest.