It's been forever since I last updated this story. I feel really bad for not updating this, and a lot of my other stories sooner. I'm going to update all the ones that I've been neglecting really soon.

Chapter 2: Running Away

Nessie's POV

I ran and ran. I wasn't sure where exactly I was going, I just knew that I wanted to get as far away from that hell hole of a place as fast as possible. I continued to run until my legs collapsed underneath me from all of the exhaustion.

I looked around and I wasn't quite sure where I was anymore. All I knew is that I wasn't anywhere near home anymore.

I didn't plan on going home any time soon though. I didn't want to have to explain what happened to me. It would kill them, Jake especially, if they found out about what I went through on a day to day basis at school. I don't want them to know that I have no friends, and that I am basically the school's punching bag with all the bullies there.

I went over to the bus station that was nearby and I purchased a ticket to Seattle. I sighed with sadness. After all today was my 15th birthday, I should be happy. Should be are the key words, but I'm not. Like I said earlier, today might not even be my birthday. It was the anniversary of the day that I was found.

A young woman with a small infant boy came and sat right next to me. She was the last person to get on the bus before we left.

I looked at the little boy in her arms as he sucked greedily on his bottle. You could see nothing but care, tenderness, and love in her eyes as she looked at her baby. It made me sad that I never had that with my real mother. Why? Why would she abandon me in the woods when I was just a little baby. I couldn't have been older then a day when Jacob found me in the woods. Was I to loud? Was I to annoying? Did I cry to much? What could I have done to make my family hate me so quickly?

I looked at the newborn boy again and I momentarily felt jealous of him.

"What is it like to take care of a baby?" I asked.

The woman looked startled for a moment that I had actually spoken.

"It's really hard, and he keeps me up most nights. But he's definitely worth it. There is nothing comparable in this world to the love a mother has for her child" she said. I could see in her eyes that it was true.

Again, why couldn't I have that? I had Sam and Emily, who were both wonderful parents that loved me more then anything. I just wondered why I never got it from my biological parents. I wiped away the tears that had started falling.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I was abandoned when I was a baby" I said.

"Oh I'm so sorry" she looked at a loss for more words. It didn't bother me though, I was far to used to this reaction to care.

"It's okay" I said.

"We didn't say another word to each other the whole way back. She kept throwing me sympathetic looks. That's the one thing I hate. The looks of sympathy I get when I tell anyone even a piece of my story.

I got off of the bus as fast as possible and left. It had been quite a few years since I had last been here. There are way to many memories here that I wanted to escape from.

I hadn't realized where I was going until I found myself in front of the building. Sunnyside Orphanage. This is the place where I spent the first six years of my life. I had not been here in almost nine years. I hated this place. It was alright at first, but then it got a whole lot worse. I used to get bullied here. I had one friend, and her name was Natalie. She was ten years older then me, but she was the only friend that I had.

I knocked on the door and waited. I didn't know why I was doing this really. Why was I coming back to this place after so many years?

Mrs. Dixon opened the door. She had aged a bit and she still wore that same apron with the rainbow on it, that she used to wear in my childhood days here. I could tell that she didn't recognize me.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Renesmee Uley" I smiled at her

A look of recognition appeared on her face. "Oh Renesmee! How can I forget that beautiful bronze hair of yours and that smile? Come in dear" she said.

Aside from adding a flat screen TV, Blu Ray player, and a new computer, the place hadn't changed at all. It was still painted the same color and the furniture was still the same. At least it looked the same.

"How are you dear?" she asked.

"I'm alright" I said. "I'm just revisiting some old childhood memories"

"Well dear you really should come visit more often. It's so good to see you again" she said.

"Yeah it's good to see you to" I said, hoping that she wouldn't notice the lack of enthusiasm.

"You know what? I'm going to go get some old photo albums. I'm sure I still have plenty of pictures of your time here" she said before leaving.

Great! Why was I here again? I really had no interest in taking a trip down memory lane. Living through it once was hard enough.

It all started with the bullies. They used to bully me and pick on me mercilessly whenever there were no adults around. That changed the day that Natalie came.

She was 16 years old at the time and she had just lost both of her parents. Right away she became my best and only friend. She only had one condition for me. I had to go on these missions with her a couple of nights a week. We would sneak out and meet up with some of her other teenage friends in the middle of the night. They used to have me sneak into people's houses to take things that Natalie claimed were stolen from them. Most of the time it was this white powdery stuff. I didn't know what it was, but it sure made Natalie and her friends happy.

That to changed the day that Natalie got arrested.

Mrs. Dixon came back with a photo album. She seemed very giddy for some odd reason.

She started showing me picture after picture.

"Oh look, here is a picture of you and Erin" she said.

I gasped and then snarled when I saw her, no she was not a her, she was an it. It was a psychopathic six year old. It made my life a living hell. It made every single bully that I ever had look like god's angels. Itwas to bad that I didn't accidentally kill It that day.

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