To all of you who replied to my A/N; thank you so so so much. I can't begin to tell you how much I appreciate your continued support. Thank you once more for everthing! I tried replying to all of you, but to the ones I didn't get a chance to I am thanking you for your reply now. You all know who you are. I especially want to dedicate this chapter to Shante because without her I would probably have kept this chapter the way it was written before and skipped over everything. Thanks for that little chat, Shante!

Here is the next chapter. I decided to go ahead and re-write what i had written before. THIS is the way I originally wanted the story to go, but I had changed it to follow what most of you wanted. I think this is best. And before you read, let me explain the chapter.

Ok this is a very dark chapter please understand the actual meaning behind the chapter. Renesmee IS [literally] her father's daughter and her mother's daughter. In this chapter I have mixed a certain time where both Bella and Edward were not themselves, and placed it in Renesmee. You all should know New Moon by know. Before you read the chapter plase keep in mind Edward did leave Bella in New Moon because he thought it was best... Bella was deeply depressed because he left her. Please remember those two things while reading this chapter. The resemblance should now shine brightly ;).

Enjoy!

"Ness, are you ok?" Daray's voice broke through my trance. How long have I been staring at the piece of grass? "Ness…" She tried again.

I let out a weak grunt to let her know I was listening. I still couldn't find words. It felt like someone ripped out my heart.

Daray tugged at my arm and I realized I was clutching my chest where the hole burned me from the inside out. "I'm truly sorry," she whispered. "Do you think you can walk?"

I glanced at my watch. Edward and Bella were not home. He was working, and she was in class. I would be able to pack some things and leave way before they would even realize I was gone. The hole in my chest throbbed with the thought of leaving my-- of leaving Edward and Bella.

Daray helped me to my feet and we hurried to her car. I was glad I didn't see Jacob anywhere. He must be around the other side of the school.

"Are you sure about this?" Daray asked as she plopped down on my bed. "For parents that didn't want you, they sure do know how to spoil you." She said as she looked around my large room.

I swiped the back of my hand across my cheek to try and dry my face. My tears soaked it more than if I was in a pool. "It was just Edw--" I couldn't even say his name. I wrapped my arm around my torso to try and stop the pain. When I thought of him I thought of Jacob. I could almost understand why Edward would want me dead. I was killing his wife. They were not even married a month and he was going to lose her. But Jacob? Why did Jacob hate me so much? What happened to us being made for each other? What about the whole imprinting thing? Was that all a lie too? No. No it couldn't be! I loved Jacob. I tried desperately to hold myself together, but the hole in my chest was too much. I wished someone would just reached into my chest and rip my heart out. That pain would be better than what I was feeling now.

"Let's get you out of here." Daray knelt next to me and wrapped her arms around me. "You will find happiness. I promise." She whispered.

I could only nod, and I don't think I even did that right, but she knew what I needed. I needed to get out of this house. This house of lies.

Downstairs the door slammed against the wall and Jacob's voice was like a million knives stabbing at my heart. "Renesmee, please tell me you're here!" He begged.

Daray and I continued descending the stairs in silence. She led the way with my bag and I was starring at my shoes.

"Who the hell are you?" Jacob asked Daray. I heard him sniff the air and his legs started to shake. I wasn't sure if anything else was. I refused to let myself look at his face. It was bad enough just thinking about what it looks like sent the hole burning. So I stood with my arms wrapped tightly around myself.

"Daray," she answered him politely.

"What do you want?" His voice was full of acid.

"Nothing, we will be going now."

"Wait," I tightened my left arm around me so I could reach out with my right and touch Daray's arm. I want to leave a note. Just to say goodbye. I put the thought in her head so Jacob wouldn't hear me.

"Whoa, that's cool!" Daray shuddered and composed herself. "I wish I could do something cool like that."

"What did you tell her? Ness, what's going on?" I could feel his eyes on me, but I refused to let myself look at him.

"Oh," Daray gasped. "Is this…"

Jacob.

"Go do what you wanted to do. I will be right here." Daray nodded towards the kitchen and I turned my back on Jacob. I thought just that one move was going to kill me.

"What is wrong with her!" Jacob snapped. I could hear the tremors in his voice. The russet-brown wolf filled my head. I clutched the countertop for support. The wolf that was always my protector. My own personal guardian angel. I longed to reach out and touch his fur. To smell the scent of him.

I shook my head and pulled my self up off the floor to write the note:

Dear Edward and Bella,

It's ok, you don't need to come after me. Please don't. I know the truth now, and I am sorry I ruined everything. Bella, you were the best mother a daughter could ever ask for. I wouldn't trade one moment we've shared together for anything. I understand that you never intended to be a mother. Edward was right in wanting me dead. I am nothing but a monster. I hope the two of you can find happiness now that I am out of the picture. This is how it should be, so don't be upset. Tell the rest of your family that I love them. I think I have found my place in this world. Somewhere where I belong.

Love always,

Nessie

I placed the note on the fridge where I used to leave all my other notes for them. I placed my hands on either side of the note-- palms against the fridge, and leaned in to kiss the note. I would silently say my goodbye when I know I would be far enough away. I climbed onto the counter and reached on top of the fridge for the jar of money. I took the remainder of the money from the jar. That should be enough to last a family at least a year, so I was set. It would me months before they noticed it was missing.

When I walked back into the living room Jacob was gone and Daray was on her way in to the kitchen.

"We have to go now!" She spoke quickly. "I had told Jacob I was a new friend from school and that you were coming over my house."

"But you look older than me." I pointed out. She did look a few years older than I did.

"I'm a lot older than you, actually, but he doesn't know that. He is on his way to the hospital to ask if Edward gave you permission to come over."

She pulled at my arm and I let her tow me to her car. I wouldn't have been able to walk there on my own.

"The air," I mumbled through my sobs.

"I'm sorry?" Daray glanced at me as she sped through the city streets.

"The only way to lose my scent," I whispered. "We have to get in the air. Any other way and they will find me." I bent over trying to stop the pain in my chest. Was it possible to die from a broken heart?

Daray hesitated, but I saw her nod out of the corner of my eye. She knew it was hard for me to say that, so she kept quiet.

At the airport she took my passport and checked us in. I was almost hoping for my mom to come beg me not to leave. I wanted Jacob to wrap his arms around… I couldn't finish that thought.

I waited until the plane was on the runway, then I closed my eyes and left my mind wide open. I saw their faces; Jacob, Bella, Edward, Alice, Jasper, Alyssa, Rosalie, Emmett, Carlisle, Esme, and Derek. They were the only ones I knew I could reach. Goodbye, I love you. Don't worry I'm perfectly fine. It's not the Volturi so please don't try and go after them. I don't need you in danger because of me. Again. Maybe we will cross paths again one day. I couldn't think anything more. I didn't want them to hear the pain in my thoughts. That was enough for them. It will have to be. The plane was taking off. There was no way they could find me now. They would not know where to look. As the plane lifted off the ground it felt like half of me was ripped away and left there on the runway. "Goodbye, Renesmee Cullen." I whispered out the window. The only part of me that was left was the hole in my chest. No one would know me as Renesmee anymore. I was Nessie now. Although that even danced around the edges of my hole. I was given that nickname by someone who was no longer in my life. But the meaning behind the nickname was who I was.