Bad news

"Well, I think you're just dehydrated."

I sat up from the stretcher and I buttoned my sweater. I was freezing. Of cold but mostly of my huge effort. Slowing down your own heartbeat isn't the easiest I've done.

"Go home and rest." she said. I nodded.

"But are you sure she don't need to se a doctor or something…?"

Typical mother issues. All the time that we had been sitting in the nurses room hadn't she let my hand. She hold it, firm.

"No, I'm pretty sure she don't. But if she still feels dizzy or faint again, can you just let her father check her…"

"But Edward isn't…"

Mom! Shhhh…

She heard me an reacted immediately.

"Pardon?"

The nurse looked strange at us. Ops!

"I mean Carlisle… isn't in town today. He had to go to a dinner tonight. I sometimes confuse Edward and Carlisle. They are very like each other."

The nurse nodded. It was a good sign. I guess. I hope.

We left the nurse room and went to the parking lot. Bella held up her phone. She was probably texting dad.

The air was fresh. It smelled rain. And of course, it had been raining. It always does. They where pools of water on the wet pavement. When it rained did I see the world different. Everything was clean. It was like, all the dirty and disgusting things disappeared with the rain. I liked it.

I putted my hand on the wet handle of the car door and went in. it was the car that dad gave to mom after they got married. I knew it. I knew their story. It's the only thing I remember really well. Their love story. I also knew she hated it. The car I mean.

"The car of commitment." I said with a mystery voice. She laugh.

"Jupp. Marry a overprotecting vampire and you get a car."

The rest of the trip was in silence. I looked out the window. Forest. Everywhere.

"Isn't it boring to just live in this kinds of cities?"

She looked at me and smiled.

"Sometimes. But I prefer live in this cities with you and Edward. Because a life without Edward and you would be miserable. You're everything to me. All of you are all I have left…"

She said that with sorrow in her voice. I wish I knew what make her so sad. So that I could comfort her. Give her a hug. But she didn't wanted to tell me. No one did. When they all realized that I was loosing my memory, did they start to stop telling me things, act very mysteriously. Like trying to avoid telling me thing. Things that make me sad. I don't know what should make me sad. I'm never sad. I'm always happy. I think they all talk about the other city. The one I don't remember. The one I was born in. All I remember is leaving something, but I don't know what. And every time I bring up that do they change subject. It's really annoying. I hate feel being treated like a kid, because I'm not. Well I am. Technically. I'm only 7 years old. But anyway, my mind is like an 16 years old. Witch I look like. I look like 16. And the constantly special treatment was really annoying.

We pulled in to the big driveway, up for a little hill and into the big front yard. The big mahogany colored garage door was opened. Mom drove in. Grandpas car was in. Grandmas wasn't. She maybe went out to shop. She needs a new hobby since her latest left to high school. Poor granny, she had taken care of me for almost three years now, and then suddenly was I taken away from her.

I opened the car door and went out. I closed the door, carefully. So I wouldn't break it. Again. We went to the door that led to a hallway. We went up some stairs and came to the big open kitchen. I loved the kitchen. Even though no one ate, except from me, did we have a lots of fun there. The kitchen and the dining room was speared by a big transparent white fabric. The dining table was big too. It was red mahogany colored table with matching chairs. The chairs where more than the number of family members. Witch really isn't necessary. We actually only use it to have family reunions, but it has been a while since our last reunion. There was a wall in the middle that hide the table from the living room. You couldn't see it if you sat on the couches in the living room. I love the first floor. It was big and open, still you didn't feel to exposed or to hidden.

I hared mom going upstairs and I sat down on the big black leather arm chair. I closed my eyes and enjoyed just being there feeling safe. In here, in this house, couldn't anything or anyone harm me. I loved that feeling.

Whispers. I herd some whispers from the upper floor. Mom was probably talking to Carlisle about the reason why we were home so early. I suddenly felt anxious. I wanted to know to. I'm the one that collapsed. I sat up trying to listens better. Did he know the reason? The whispers suddenly became silent. I led my head back again and closed my eyes.

"Hi, Nessie." Carlisle took my hand.

Hi grandpa.

"How are you? Do you feel okay?"

Well, yeah, kind of. I'm not sure.

"What happened?"

I don't know. I grabbed Alice while she was having a vision and suddenly did I felt breathless and I was filled with fear.

"Fear for what?"

I… I'm not sure. I saw her vision and got scared.

"What do you mean with 'saw her vision'?"

Well, while she was having her vision did I se it.

Carlisle looked at me with those big, friendly and compassion filled eyes.

What is happening to me? I'm getting weird chocks…

"I don't know dear. But we'll probably figure it out."

He let my hand go and I looked at him.

"I really have the best grandpa in the world. Thanks for being here for me."

I hug him and he hug me back.

"Go up to your mom. She's probably waiting."

I raised up and went to the kitchen. I took a bowl of chips and a bottle of coke and went upstairs. I went to mom and dads room. Mom came out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed. I went and sat me right besides her. She took the bowl and I took my bottle of coke. We both laid down at the same time. We laid there looking up a the ceiling. Looking at nothing. But yet, we saw a lots of stuff. We saw that, one side of the ceiling was paint one shade brighter than the other one. We saw different patterns where the brush had passed by. We saw uneven wood boards that were from the room above. We looked at nothing, still everything. We wasn't looking for mistakes, still we saw a lots of them that weren't exposed to the human eye. I love reviling secrets. Things that no one has notice before. I like to find new things, things that other people don't care about.

I turned my head around and I saw mom's profile. She looked like a statue, hard as rock. Still, like made of the most fragile material in the world. She was amazingly beautiful. Well, all vampires are but with mom is it different. She is mysteriously beautiful. She is a vampire but still does she have that human mystery. She is a mystery herself. That is fascinating. I could lay there and see her for hours without getting bored. I could be there forever, trying to reveal that mystery. Trying to uncover all her secrets. I really hope I someday will.

She turned her head and looked me in the eyes.

"What are you thinking about?"

She looked at me with her warm eyes. They had became brighter now.

"I'm thinking about how beautiful you are." I smiled and she smiled back.

"Well, I think you're beautiful too. The most beautiful I've ever seen."

Now I had my chance.

"Mom, how did you look like when you still were human?"

She got tense. Every muscle got hard.

"Well…" she started." Ask Edward. He'll explain it better."

"I don't thing it will make you justice." I looked at her and she relaxed.

"Oh believe me, it will make me more justice than I deserve."

"Will he exaggerate?" I asked and she looked skeptical at me. And I got my mistake.

"Of course he will. Like always." I said and mom laughed.

"Apparently you know Edward very well." She said it while she laughed.

Of course I knew Edward. Edward. I did never call him dad when I was with mom. I just notice it. I barely call him dad. It's mostly Edward. Maybe its because I always say Edward at school. Well, I call him dad just when I want something or just want to be his little baby girl…

"Oh, that's why you get what you want." Mom looked at me and had lifted her eyebrow. I haven't notice that I had my hand on her shoulder. Shoot.

We started to laugh. Suddenly, from nowere, did we hear a door smell. But this wasn't a normal door smell. This was to strong. We hared how it broke and how the wooden boards felt to the floor. Both mom and I flew up and the bowl with the chips too. The chips were spread on the bed and the floor. We ran to the ground floor. There was Edward. And as I had suspected, the door wasn't there. He stood some feet's in front of the empty hole where the door once was. When we saw him did both mom and I stop. I almost fell from the black stone stairs. He looked scary. I've never seen him like that. I got chills all over my body. Short after did the rest of the Cullen siblings enter the house. Alice went to Edward and putted her tiny hand on his shoulder. She was probably telling him to calm down.

I can't. he whispered.

"What happened?" Carlisle enter the room, and Esme came behind him. I didn't know she had already come. Both had worried expressions on their faces. Edward looked at Alice. Then at Bella. Then at me.

"Renesmeé, can you go upstairs, please?" He said it with a very hard and cold voice. I've never heard him like that. I looked at him. Why? I'm not a kid anymore.

"Why? I'll hear what you're going to say anyway." I looked at him and then at the rest of them.

"Renesmeé…" now he was begging.

"No."

"Uh, the girl got guts."

"Emmet." Esme looked at him. Then at me.

"Baby, listen to your dad" She looked at me. But I wasn't going to leave.

"I'm sorry grandma but I wont leave. I deserve to know what is going on in this family, I'm not a kid. You can't keep things hidden from me anymore."

Now did she look at Edward, who just shake his head.

"Edward, she has right. This is actually about her to. She deserves to know." Alice looked at him and still kept her hand on his shoulder.

"No. It was a cold and hard no."

"Well, can someone except my old schooled, overprotecting dad tell me what's going on?" I was running out of patience. And I saw that so did mom. But in some strange way, did it look like she knew what all this was about. Or at leas had a clue about where it was heading.

No one said a word.

"Alice? You actually own me an explanation. You can choose. You either tell me what happened in school, or you tell me this." I looked at her with the most serious look I could put on my face. I wanted her- and the rest- to take me seriously.

"Well, actually, both things are related."

"Then tell me!"

"No!" Edward looked really angry now, so I fought back.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to…"

"Just tell us Edward!" Moms voiced echoed and everything became silent. "Tell us everything, don't censure anything."

Dad looked at her with begging eyes.

"Bella, please."

"No, Edward. I told you that we should've tell her everything when she began to loose her memory. But I obviously see that this is hurting her, and I don't want her to suffer."

"That's exactly what I'm trying to avoid"

"What none of you see is that this is hurting me! I want us to tell each other everything. No secrets." Now had my patience taken the first ticket to space. "Dad I'm not a little kid. I get stuff. I don't care if you don't want to tell me, but I will find out."

Everyone was silent. Dad looked at me, this time with sorrow. But I wouldn't let this affect me.

"Alice said it had something to do with my collapse today." I walked toward him and took his hand

Dad, I deserve to know.

He looked at me and then at Alice. I let go his hand and walked back to mom that now had stepped down from the stairs. I took her hand.

"Alice." He said. He probably wanted her to refresh his memory. He was looking at the floor.

Mom, I'm scared. What is all this about?

"I don't know baby."

I hugged her hand even harder now.

"Bella." He suddenly said. "Charlie is really sick." Everyone freeze. I felt how mom took a deep breath.

"Charlie?"

Mom, who's Charlie?

"Your grandpa."

Your dad?

She nodded. Her dad. My grandpa. Charlie. I looked up and saw that everyone was looking down. They knew him too.

"How sick?" She suddenly said.

"I think you should really go visit him."

I felt a punch in my stomach.

"That bad." She sigh. I looked at her. Her eyes that for a second ago were filled with happiness, were now filled with sorrow and pain. I bet that if she could, se would cry. I felt sorry for her. I was sad to, but I also felt a bit guilty. I had another grandpa, that I've totally forgot about, that was now dying. I couldn't believe it. But someone I definitely didn't believe was Edward. And this wasn't really all the truth. "What's more?"

He looked at me, trying to look confused. But he was such a bad lire. "This can't be everything. When I collapsed did I feel like I had been running, I felt scared, Alice you had another vision before this one. I was running and, and… there was this man. The one you had about my grandpa wasn't the same." They both looked at each other. They didn't expected this.

"I told you I'm not a kid." He sigh.

" I see that."

He walked towards my mom and stood next to her with his arms around her waist.

"Alice?" I said waiting for her to respond to my question. "who is he?" I looked at her and felt sorry for her. Poor Alice, I had putted her in a spot where I was forcing her to tell me something that she obviously didn't want to. But screw the conscience, I want to know!

But she didn't respond. No I was angry.

" Alice Cullen, you'll tell me right now what you saw and don't lie because I saw too!" Silence. There was complete silence in the room.

" What?" Dad had left mom's side and was now right besides me holding my shoulder. " Renesmeé, what did you say? What do you mean?" he sounded scared. I took a deep breath and answered him calmly. " I said that while Alice was having her vision I grabbed her arm and suddenly, suddenly… I was in there too. I was running from someone or something, I felt breathless, terrified, and then I saw this man… he was tall and tanned, very muscular and he or someone else was telling me to run." I looked him. And if he hadn't been pale already, would I notice that this had frightened him. A lot. I looked at him.

" Dad? Dad, what's wrong?" he didn't say anything he just turned around and looked at Alice. Like begging her to tell him that this wasn't real. For the looks they exchanged, did I see that Alice was telling him exactly what she saw. His face and his eyes became more and more sad.

Alice freeze. Another vision. Could it be related? I didn't think. I just jumped towards her and grabbed her arm.

"Hi, it wasn't yesterday." I said. He looked at me with his big, warm brown eyes. He was more beautiful than I remembered. "Nessie?" he couldn't believe his eyes. " Yes, it's me" I said. He ran towards me and I couldn't hold my self. I jumped into his arms and hugged him as hard as I could. "You're here!" he sounded so happy. " Yes, I am. And I wont leave you" and I meant it. I wouldn't leave him. No matter what!

" NO!" I woke up and everyone was looking at me.

" Nessie?" grandpa looked at me " are you okay?" No, I was not okay. Where is he? Where? I couldn't believe I had forgotten him, or my grandpa. What had happened to me? " where is he?" I said looking around in the room. Everyone where there, except Alice. Poor her, she must have left. That's why the vision was interrupted. But I would look for her later. Right now has finding him the most important. " where is who, Nessie?" mom looked at me like a mom does when her kid has nightmares. So did dad. " Nessie, who are you talking about?" dad looked at me. Hoping that I had seen something else. Hoping that I hadn't seen what I seen. But I had. I had seen him.

" Jacob." I said. "My Jacob."