Charlie'sPov

I heard Sue shut the door behind her and I let out a sigh, I couldn't help but be furious with Jacob. His own daughter came to him when he asked her to and he pushed her away, it must have broken Mackayla's heart. I thought Jacob would be more accepting of her… genes given that he was a wolf too. I also knew that it was one of his biggest fears come to life but he also should have had to take some credit, he was the other half that helped create Mackayla. I mean I am an old man that has seen a lot in my years… but being told shape shifters and vampires was a huge shock… no that was the understatement of the year. In the perfect world the roles would have been reversed, I would have pushed her away and her father would have taken her in… maybe Jacob and Bella would have been a family and none of this would have ever happened.

I shook my head to clear it of the thoughts that were whirling around 100 miles per hour in my head I rubbed my face roughly. It had been a long night and I figured that after tromping around in the forest I could do with a shower. I got up and crept through the living room where Mackayla was passed out on the couch and up the stairs, missing the creaky stair. I walked into the shower and let the hot water wash over me, reliving my shoulders of the tension that was built up in them…

Mackayla's Pov

I woke from my deep sleep to hear the water turning on and gurgling through the pipes, I sat up and rubbed my face and realised that I didn't have any clothes… damn. I wrapped the blanket around myself and padded over to the kitchen, my stomach trying to chew its way out of my stomach cavity. I peered into the fridge and wrinkled my nose, there was nothing in it, just bacon, eggs, some milk and something that was so far gone I couldn't tell what it was supposed to be. I rummaged around in the cupboards and found a box of cereal and a loaf of bread, I dumped the remainder of the cereal into a mixing bowl and drowned it in milk before I grabbed a spoon and began throwing it back. I was so hungry the food didn't even last ten minutes, I heard the water shut off and threw some toast into the toaster and rummaged around in his spreads shelf. Vegemite, peanut butter, marmalade and plum jam. I snagged the jam and peanut butter and put jam on two slices and peanut butter on the last two. They didn't last five minutes, I was licking the remnants when Charlie clumped downstairs and my stomach was still growling at me like I hadn't even eaten. Charlie walked in and I gave him a sheepish smile before I said;

"Hi Granddad."

"Hey kiddo." he said standing in the doorway looking at me with… worry clear in his eyes

I leapt up and into his embrace and felt him pull me closer and I couldn't help but let out a sigh, I was finally… feeling loved again. Since I first changed and kind of ran away I have been feeling… less loved and more and more out of touch with my human feelings. I guess being a wolf for God knows how long does that to you.

"Don't ever disappear again kiddo, I can tell you that you gave me a hell of a fright."

"I can't promise anything, Granddad but… I didn't mean it." I whispered pulling back when my stomach growled, Charlie chuckled "Uhh," I mumbled "I kind of murdered your cereal and toast."

"It's okay, Sue went out to the store to get you some food and err… some… clothes I think." he said turning a light pink. From what I head from my mother's human life she and Charlie were notorious for blushing, I however did not and that I was grateful for "I can cook bacon and eggs if you want, I have that."

"I would really enjoy that, thank you." I said hitching up my blanket so Granddad wouldn't get a… err eyeful

"Alright kiddo," Charlie said smiling and pulling a pan down from the wall and getting the food out

I sat down at the table and sighed, wasn't living with vampires enough I asked myself?

"What's on your mind kiddo?" Charlie asked looking at me for a second before looking back at the frying pan with a heaping amount of bacon stuffed into it

"I mean… why me, why did I have to turn into a wolf… I mean wasn't having a vampire family and not being able to see my father enough?" I baulked at the question then started tentatively "Maybe it would have been better if I wasn't born at all

Grandpa looked up abruptly and gave me a… concerned look before he said;

"I know how you feel, when I was living with my father my mother died in her sleep one day. It was as if a week after her burial something inside him snapped. He didn't want any part of me, looking at me, raising me, everything to do with having me as a son. At first he would only say… things that weren't nice to me and then it progressively grew and he started beating me. One day I ran away from home, I survived for a while until the cops found me sleeping on a park bench and demanded to know where I lived. I told them and they took me home, said nothing was wrong of where I was living and I was just being stupid. After that I didn't spend much time at home. I had the same thoughts, why me? Maybe if I hadn't been born nothing would have happened to mum and dad wouldn't have gone all… angry." He looked up from the frying pan and said in a tone that made me believe him "What I do know that there is nothing much you can do so… you just learn to deal with it and… just carry on with your life as best you can, you can't do anything about what people think or feel. Please yourself, I know what people think, do and say can grate your nerves… but like I said there is nothing you can do about it so just make yourself happy."

"Huh." I said and thought about what he said, his situation wasn't the same as mine but you know… same concept I guess "Thanks granddad."

"Don't mention it kiddo, ready for breakfast?" he asked changing the subject, and that I was grateful for

"Hell yeah." I smiled as he scooped pretty much all of the bacon onto my plate and started on the eggs, setting a plate aside for himself

Granddad and I were halfway through our meal when I heard a truck pull up and a person's footsteps ring out on the concrete followed by the key scraping in the door, the latch scraping across and the crinkle of plastic bags. I followed the person's movements when a familiar scent came swirling into my nostrils, it was Sue. Her scent was a floral/ocean smell, I took that to mind without even realising what I was doing when she came around into the kitchen, holding a bundle of clothes and was carrying a plastic bag with some milk and orange juice in it.

"Oh, good morning Mackayla." Sue smiled then chuckled "Good to see you are up, you gave Charlie and I both quite a fright last night… probably more like early this morning."

"Good morning" I mumbled, feeling incredibly… exposed only wearing my blanket thing. I mean as weird as it sounds I felt a little less exposed with Charlie because he is my Grandpa but Sue… is really just a family friend

Sue showed my Leah's old clothes and I darted upstairs with some and jumped into the shower, so happy to be able to have a normal shower again. I dried off and pulled Leah's clothes, sniffing them, they smelled nice, almost… motherly. It had the slight fragrance of washing liquid but it also held Leah's scent, it was the briny ocean scent mixed in with a foresty smell. I laughed at myself as I felt my stomach rumble, why was I still so hungry? I felt my thoughts drift to my actual mother, I wondered what she was doing, if she was looking for me or just… carrying on with life as per normal? I thought of Rosalie and knew she would be worried, I just hoped her and Emmett weren't getting into trouble and weren't too worried although I knew that was pretty much out of the question.

As I descended the stairs I made a promise to myself, I was going to try and get closer to my father. I just hoped that he would allow me into his heart once again even after finding out that I was… a monster. I felt my thoughts drifting to Leah once more, something was nagging me in my thoughts about her… it wasn't that something was wrong, it was more that something different about her, whatever it was I couldn't work out made my inner wolf purr with approval though. I put it down to me being paranoid, plus how could I know if something was different about when the last time I saw her was when I was right years old. I stood on the bottom step and couldn't help but feel a pang of pain shoot into my heart. I missed Rosalie's motherliness, Emmett's big kid attitude and fatherly side to him, Esme's cooking and soft smile, Jasper's understanding smile and Alice's hyperactivity. Carlisle's serious doctor side but I was surprised when I didn't really miss my mother. Then again I told myself She hasn't really done all that much to be a mother to me over the years, that was all Rosalie…

Yay, Chapter 10 has finally made an appearance! Okay i know these last few chapters have been a bit slow and dragging along with the minor details but bear with me either chapter 11 or 12 will get a whole lot more exciting and emotional. Uhh i hope you like it, review and let me know about your little likes and dislikes, that would be great. It lets me know what to do and what not to do next chapter to keep my readers happy! So once again review please, please, please. Uhh yeah i'm off to write the next chapter! :) Enjoy