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BPOV
This wasn't me. I knew it wasn't me. Yet, I listened to that voice. That voice I knew nothing good could come of.
As a wolf, I couldn't hear the others thoughts, but I knew mine were pretty loud, struggling against the vampire in my head.
Hopefully, the guys were fighting too.
Seeing Skylar look at me as if she didn't know me, hurt. And brought back memories.
Memories of when she was everything to me, and I was just some freak that wouldn't leave her alone.
I had worked so hard to get through to her, and in a matter of seconds, some random blood sucker took it away from me. And I was pissed.
Really pissed.
Now freakin' Renesmee was fighting me. Renesmee! And I know its cliché, but I did not fight girls. Not even Leah, who, believe me, got on my nerves many times.
Now this leech in my head was telling me to fight with Nessie. Little Nessie who I had literally watched grow up.
It was one thing to try and hurt my imprint and another to make me go against what I believe in. Try and make me do both, and you've got another thing coming.
I could hear the vampire panicking as I struggled against her commands. I was doing better than she thought I would.
I could already feel myself gaining control again. And it felt good.
Fine! Go! What can one lone wolf do anyway? And then she was gone. Not gone, gone, but at least she was out of my head.
Nessie growled at me, bringing me back to reality.
"It's me Nessie, I swear." She growled again, her lip pulling back over her teeth.
"Prove it." I sighed.
"Nessie..."
"Prove. It."
"Get Skylar." She paused for a second.
"How can I be sure you're not just trying to trick me?"
"Renesmee." She frowned, but got out of her defensive crouch.
"Fine. Stay." I sighed again. Nessie could be such a brat sometimes.
Nessie kept her eyes on me as she knocked on the door. I made sure to keep perfectly still.
Emily opened the door, took one look at me and ran back in, calling for Skylar.
Nessie backed up as Skylar approached, looking wary.
Skylar glanced at Nessie for a second, her green eyes frightened, before looking at me.
Her hands were shaking, and she looked scared. When she finally met my eyes, a brief look of recognition flashed in hers.
"Brady?" I nodded. She bit her lip, her eyes narrowing.
"Hey." She frowned at me, before she looked down.
"It's him," she whispered, turning to go back inside.
"See Nessie, I told you-"
Wait, what?
"Skylar?" She turned to me again, hesitant. "What's wrong?" She winced.
"I'm fine. You should go help your brothers now." Her words sounded rehearsed and lacked any feeling.
"I'm not leaving until you tell me what's wrong." I took a step forward and she flinched.
I stopped, frowning.
"Sorry, sorry." She sighed, taking a small step towards me. "I just...I don't know. Seeing you, not being you, scared me. You looked like you and you sounded like you, but you weren't my Brady." I smirked, closing the distance between us.
"Your Brady?" She blushed.
"See? That's what I was talking about. The sarcastic, cocky, annoying Brady that I've grown so used too. It was creepy; kind of like that time my dad came home like that." She shrugged.
"How long ago was that?" She shrugged, taking my hand.
"Six or seven years ago." She looked up from playing with my fingers. "Why?" I shook my head.
"Nothing. Skylar, I have to go." She pouted.
"But-" I smiled.
"You told me to leave," I pointed out. She frowned.
"But I didn't mean..." She looked away for a second. "Don't go yet," she pleaded.
"Skylar..." It took all of my will power not to just stay with her, leaving the pack behind. I didn't want to leave her. Especially considering I may not come back as myself.
"I'm sorry, I should make you choose. Just promise you'll come back to me." I nodded.
"I couldn't dream of staying away." she blushed as I kissed her forehead.
"Good." She ran back inside, waving one last time before closing the door.
SPOV
Nessie was inside when I got back in. She smiled up at me hesitantly when I stopped.
"Hey."
"Hello." Emily glanced at me then at Nessie.
"Well, I know this may be strange to hear, but Renesmee is still the same person Skylar. She's just...different." Nessie and I both rolled our eyes at Em's choice of words.
"Thanks Em," Ness muttered, shaking her head.
"You know Skylar, I've known you almost the whole time you've stayed here, but ever since you started talking to Brady, you seem to be avoiding me." She frowned and I looked away guiltily.
"Not avoiding you really. More like choosing to take a break." Renesmee laughed, and my self esteem shot down a few more points.
"Well, is your break over? It's weird talking to Claire. We're the same age, but there are so many differences..." My eyes widened.
She was the same age as Claire? Eight year old Claire?
"Oops, was I not supposed to say that?" Claire shook her head, frowning at her peer.
"Don't worry Aunt Skylar, she acts like an eight year old sometimes." I scoffed.
"Trust me, I know." Nessie frowned.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I laughed, going over to hug the over grown eight year old.
"My break is over now." She grinned and someone cleared their throat behind me.
I turned to see Jessie glaring at me.
"Well?" She asked impatiently.
"Nessie, this is Jessie. Jess, this is Renesmee." Jessie stood there for a second, continuing to scowl at me. Eventually, she stepped forward to shake Nessie's hand.
"Nice to meet you!" Nessie greeted cheerfully.
Jessie only grunted in reply.
I groaned when Jess grabbed my wrist, pulling me into the kitchen.
"Is that what's been eating at you?" She whispered.
"What?" Jessie sighed, rolling her eyes.
"That girl! Vampire? Whatever! You're been insecure around since you got here, haven't you?" I looked away.
And this was the one thing I had been dreading ever since Jessie walked in the door.
She knew me better than anyone did. She read me like a book. A book that had an audio edition and that she had memorized.
"No," I muttered. Jessie scoffed.
"You do realize that Brady can't leave you, right? You two are literally bonded at the hip. There is no need to feel insecure. You are living almost every girls dream." I looked away, causing Jessie to punch me in the arm to get my attention.
"You have the love of your life always within a walking distance. And to top it all off, he loves you too. Unconditionally. You have nothing to worry about. And I've been saying this for years, but obviously, you need to hear it again. You need to have more confidence in yourself! I have more faith in you than you do in yourself. And that seriously needs to change." She took a deep breath, scowling at me.
"You know I hate making speeches, so you better have actually listened." I nodded.
"Good."
"Thanks Jessie." She grinned.
"That's what best friend's are for. Now let's go." I nodded, following after her.
While we were gone, all the girls (and Kole) were playing board games and pretending to have a good time. Even Zoe, who had almost gotten over her fear.
Emily cm running to me once our eyes met.
"Are you okay Skylar?" I nodded, smiling slightly at her.
She hugged me, before taking a step back.
"Good." She took my hand and led me to where she, Danie, Zoe and Nessie were sitting.
I sate down beside Zoe, pulling Jessie down beside me.
"You okay?" I nodded at Zoe. She stared at me skeptically, but did say anything.
"How long has it been?" Claire asked suddenly.
"Four hours." I frowned.
"Does it usually take them this long?"
"No." Nessie answered before Em could. Nessie stood up, pulling out a small, silver cell phone. "They need help."
"No. I promised Jake I wouldn't let you do anything stupid." Emily grabbed onto Nessie's arm, trying to keep her in place.
"I'm not going out there. I'm calling my mom." Emily's hand dropped.
"We can't drag them into this," she muttered.
"Okay, fine. Let's just risk the lives of all the people we love. If something happens to the guys, every person in this room will be affected. You more than anyone else." Emily scanned the room slowly, before her eyes finally rested on Nessie's determined gaze.
"Fine. Go ahead. Call them." Nessie nodded once before pushing a button on her phone.
It rang once before someone picked up.
"Mom? Yeah, it's me..." She paused, glancing at Emily. "Not exactly, we need your help."
BPOV
I think I spent at least half an hour outside Em's place trying to figure out what to do.
I wasn't stalling. Just using my time wisely. I mean, what good would I be if I just ran in there with no idea what to do? No good at all. So I was planning ahead.
That and I didn't want to risk losing myself again. I would never admit it, but that was kinda scary.
"Was I not supposed to hear that then?" I spun around, already on edge. I can't believe I didn't notice them walk up behind me.
"Hi Brady." Bella smiled at me, Edward smirked.
I nodded at her.
"Nessie called," Edward said, answering my unasked question. Edward shrugged.
"Where is everyone? She said she needed our help? Or, my help really. Edward just had to come with me..." I raised an eyebrow. How could Bella of all people be able to help...?
Oh. Well that made sense.
"They're this way. And Bella, have your shield ready." Bella nodded and followed Edward to where the guys were probably still fighting amongst themselves...
I ran after them, my thoughts running a mile a minute. I was probably giving poor Eddy a headache.
"Yes, now stop it." I smirked.
When I caught up to the two vampires, they were staring at the scene I had left almost an hour ago.
"Oh my..."
"Bella? Focus." She nodded, frowning in concentration.
Nothing happened for a few seconds, until suddenly, everyone froze.
All of the voices invaded my head at once. All of them yelling at the top of their mental lungs.
I howled as I mentally went deaf and Edward literally fell to his knees at the noise.
"Shut up!" Sam's voice was the first to say something coherent.
The following silence was immediate. So was the instant chatter that came after everyone realized they had their thoughts back.
I tried to ignore them, and focus on the real problem.
The maniacal kid and Skylar's dad.
I spotted the vampire trying to sneak away. Mr. Bronson just stood there, looking dazed. Bella must've shielded his mind too.
I growled at the retreating vampire, causing the rest of the pack to notice her as well.
Bella didn't have enough time to reason with us, before the crazy vampire kid was up in flames.
"That poor child..." Bella muttered.
"Trust me love, there was nothing poor about her." Edward put his arm around Bella's shoulder.
"Thank you for coming." I hadn't noticed Sam and Jacob phase back.
"Whether you guys like it or not, you're all like family to us. And we protect family."
"Thanks, you can go now." Bella stuck her tongue out at Jacob, making him smile.
"Tell Nessie we say hello, and that she has to come visit us soon." Jacob nodded and the Cullen's left.
"Well, I guess we'd better go home." Everyone nodded eagerly. Seth was more eager than anyone else. He was gone before any of us had the chance to phase back.
"Brady and I will be there in a few minutes." I frowned at Sam. He gestured to where Mr. Bronson still stood.
I phased back, quickly pulling on my shorts.
"Mr. Bronson? My name is Sam and this is Brady, your daughter's boy-"
"I know who he is," he snapped. He glared at me.
"Nice to meet you sir." I looked down. I knew meeting his for real would be something like this.
"I wish I could say the say. I could have sworn I taught her better than this. A werewolf? How could Karen let this happen." He walked passed us, in the general direction of Sam's place. We glanced at each other before following him.
SPOV
Quil was the first person to run through the door. Claire was asleep, but she hot straight up when he said her name.
"Quil!" She ran into his arms.
"Hey Claire bear!" He laughed, spinning her around the room.
Quil was followed by Jacob and Embry. Collin and Seth were close behind them.
Collin and Danie couldn't seem to let go of each other. Seth and Zoe had an awkward, but sweet reunion. It was adorable.
Paul and Jared entered very loudly and were greeted equally as loud by Rachel and Kim.
Kole went outside to find Leah, so I have no idea (and I doubt I wanted to know) how that went...
Emily and I were literally on the edge of our seat waiting for Sam and Brady.
What if something happened? What if they weren't coming back?
I was almost on the verge of tears, when the door swung open again.
I stood up, unable to suppress the hope in me.
"Skylar." I jumped into Brady's waiting arms, clinging to him like my life depended on it.
"Oh God, never scare em like that again! Everyone else came back and you didn't, and...Brady." I hugged him again, unable to put my hectic thoughts into clear sentences.
He laughed, pulling me closer to him.
"I won't, I promise I won't."
Someone cleared their throat behind us, making Brady sigh.
I turned around, half expecting to see Brent.
My heart sank when I figured out who it was. But there was something different about his. His eyes weren't as dark as they had always been.
He wasn't staring at me with hatred, just protectiveness. Kind of the way Brent looked at me when I was with Brady.
I took a step towards him.
"Dad?"
"Yes, now care to explain why you are clinging onto a boy I don't know?" It was him alright. Good old dad was back. The father I had lived without for so long had finally returned.
Wait, what did he say?
"What?"
"Who is this and why do you feel the need to touch him so often?" Was he always this...fatherly? "I want an answer Skylar. Now." I looked back at Brady. He took a step back, shrugging in defeat.
I glared at him, before looking up at my dad.
"Is there something wrong with him?" I asked hesitantly.
"Yes! He's a werewolf, and you're the imprint. He's being forced to love you."
"Dad..."
"Don't dad me. I'm not about to sit back and watch some boy break you."
"Ooh, family fight. We should go..." The room cleared out, leaving Brady, me and dad alone.
"He won't break me, in fact, if it weren't for him, you would have been the one hurting me. But it's like you haven't been doing that for the past ten years." I slapped my hand over my mouth. I really shouldn't have said that.
"Skylar," Brady groaned from behind me.
"Dad," I continued quickly. "I love him, and if you love me, you'll let us be."
"I don't like this Skylar; I don't like this one bit." But I could already tell that I had won.
"Please?" He sighed.
"Fine."
"Thank you."
"Crap," Brady muttered.
"What?" The door opened again and Brent stormed in, already trembling.
"What the hell is this? Why is he still here?"
"Brent, calm down."
"No, I will not calm down. He abused you for how long? And you're letting him live?" Brent took a step forward.
"Brent, stop."
"Oh, I'll stop alright. Once he's gone."
"I'm not going anywhere," Dad snarled back.
Brent growled, and then before anyone could move, lunged at dad.
Brady swore and pushed me towards the front door before steering my fighting family members to the open back door.
I stared after them in shock, my confused mind only capable of thinking one word.
Crap.
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