Chapter nineteen: Snap.

How was it possible for Renesmee to turn down shopping? When we had been... Close, per say; she had practically jumped at the chance of going out shopping. Perhaps that was due to the fact she wanted me out of my usual uniform, and into some 'normal clothes' as she had put it. I couldn't help think there was a hidden motive behind her not going; and I was tempted to go ask, if it wasn't for Felix making an appearance.

Had it truly been two days since I had last saw Jane? If it had been, then the party was tonight. Why I had agreed to go; when I was perfectly capable of saying no, I don't understand. It was so freaking easy. Just a plain old 'No.' But she had asked me, she had looked at me with those eyes. Those god damn eyes that always managed to turn me to mush. And it wasn't even the fact that she had asked me. It was what she had said that turned me to putty in her hands.

'I'd like it if you came.'

Even now, thinking back on that, caused my insides to twist.

Or was that down to the taste of blood I had still lingering in my mouth? I hoped so, but I severely doubted it. Jane was due to meet me, as Felix had said, and I had to make sure I ate before seeing her face again. Jane was persistent with making sure I fed well. It was understandable why; due to what we were currently going through. I made sure I was well fed, and set to go for at least another week/few days before needing to eat again. Jane couldn't complain, not if she saw no reason behind complaining. My eyes were a vivid red, and I was looking as healthy as a vampire could.

Why was it that we continuously met within this alley? What happened to building tops? Bridges? Or secret abandoned locations? This alley was beginning to smell all too much like us. I could smell Jane vividly...

"Brother."

Oh, well; that would be why then. She was here.

I turned to watch my sister come into view. She pushed her hood down as she made her way towards me, a small skip in her step. Behind her, I didn't even need to look twice to know who it was. They were far too small to be Demetri. How nice of her to bring Edward.

Jane's arms wrapped themselves around me, while I returned the gesture. The days where Jane didn't show me affection truly were over. This was her way of telling me she missed me, without having to voice it. I pressed a kiss onto her hair, and stepped back; keeping both my hands on her shoulders.

"You look well."

"I am," she nodded. "Are you?"

"As well as I'll ever be."

Her lips curved into a grin; and I held that smile. Well, for as long as I could. Edward cleared his throat, stealing both our attentions and causing him to look at him.

"Is there a reason you have brought him?" I asked.

"Yes." Jane answered, the authority returning back to her voice. "He was present when a little... Incident happened."

An incident? Well, Jane certainly had my attention now, if she had not before. For something to be brought up by my sister, it must've held importance. Jane didn't just bring up idle situations; as she held the same view on them as me. They were a waste of time, and a waste of breath voicing.

Besides, Jane wasn't fond of the Cullen's. The last thing she would want is to spend time around one more than what was needed. Especially Edward.

At least it wasn't Isabella, who my sisters hate grew for as each minute ticked by on the clock.

Edward frowned at me.

"Listening in where you are not wanted again, Edward?" I asked.

Edward didn't so much as flinch, and I knew why. There was once a time where I intimidated this... Boy - for that is what he was compared to me. There was once a time where going into my head would be a death penalty. But now, everything had changed.

I may still dislike this male, but I couldn't bring him harm.

He was Renesmee's father. If I brought him any harm, it would bring Renesmee harm also. Renesmee had already been through far too much for me to take down her father, despite how much I wanted too - just for trespassing into my head. I wouldn't harm someone who meant so much to someone I cared about, and Edward knew that.

"Now, now brother." Jane patted one of my hands on her shoulder. "We have to put these disagreements behind us for now."

She was right. There was no time for arguments between us. I could see the way he was looking at me. The feeling of disliking one another was mutual, but we had to get past it. Even if it was going to be hard...

"What incident happened, sister?" I asked, but kept my eyes closely on Edward.

"I thought it would be beneficial to bring Edward to a meeting with Delilah," Of course you would, Jane. It made sense to take him. With his ability to trespass where he wasn't wanted; it would be easier to see if we could trust her.

"We got clarification that Delilah does indeed have determination in helping us." Jane said, stepping closely to my train of thought. "However..."

Jane's hand moved to my face, and her thumb wiped the edge of my lip. A small smear of blood littered her pale skin; and she swiftly brought it to her lips - removing all traces of it. To anyone else, this might've seemed an act of sin. Hell, it probably was; but if there was a definition of sin, Jane was that definition.

I turned my eyes down to her, and watched as she pursed her lips. "She had a little follower. The one that Demetri had vowed to destroy."

Well, well well. With that vow Demetri had put in place; I didn't even need to ask if this individual was still walking. Demetri's temper rarely showed itself, but when it did; he could be quite brutal.

"He didn't harm him," Edward quickly corrected my thoughts. "He wanted too, however."

I looked to him, and studied his face. After a number of seconds, I looked to Jane for clarification. Demetri hadn't touched the boy? Even after the nuisance and irritation he had caused Demetri? Well, someone was truly holding back, wasn't he? I wonder why...

"And?" I pressed for a little more information.

"He wishes to help us also. He stands with Delilah."

"And does she still stand where she did?" I turned to look at Edward, just as Jane did also.

Edward nodded his head gently. "She is fearful for what is to come, but she knows this is the best choice for their survival."

"It almost makes you feel guilty on the truth about their survival, doesn't it bother?" Jane mocked in a sing-song voice.

Truthfully, it did. A little bit. However, that didn't change a thing. They were created for the purpose to take down the Volturi... And the Cullen's. It was something that we would not stand for. Something Aro would not stand for.

Treason against another coven, alongside the superior royalty? I wouldn't be surprised if Aro allowed them to suffer a little bit before they met the end.

"When are you next seeing Delilah? I wish to be present." I ignored her question, and looked between them both.

"Later on today." Jane answered, still using her sing-song soprano. "It may be better if you were present. She seems a lot more compliant with you, brother."

Well, that's simply because she is scared of me. I'm not an idiot, I could see the terror in her eyes each time I looked her way. Being terrified of something causes respect and cooperation, I suppose. With that fear, it ensures that she would most likely do everything in her power to keep me... Happy, more or less, since she lived in the fear that if I was disappointed or pissed off - she'd be under the impression I'd kill her.

Perhaps suggesting to Jane to scare the girl would work in her benefit.

"That isn't necessary," Edward quickly said. "She wants to comply with you because she trusts you."

She trusts me? How... Cute. I held back the urge to roll my eyes, and turned my attention to Jane.

"Sadly, I can't attend after all."

Jane frowned. "Why not?"

"I have other commitments I must attend to."

"The hybrid?" She frowned even more. "Demetri or Felix could take over for you tonight."

I know they could. In fact, it probably would be more acceptable, however... I had said I would attend for a while. I wasn't going to back out on my word, especially if that word was aimed at Renesmee. I wasn't going to let her down... Not again. If she wanted me there, I was going to be there. The last time I wasn't there for her; she had endured a lot. I wasn't going to let that happen again. I owed her that much.

"How is she?" Edward stepped forward, catching the tune of my thoughts on his beloved daughter. "Renesmee? How is she..."

I let out a sigh through my nose and turned to look at him. "She is well."

"Really?"

"Yes. She's fitting in rather nicely there."

Relief flooded across Edward's face, while his hand ran through his copper hair. Was he seriously relaxing at a time like this? Trust the uptight Cullen to relax now, and become all tense when there was no need to worry at all.

"Alec," Jane said my name sternly. All traces of mocking soprano's gone. "You don't have to do this."

This conversation again?!

I arched an eyebrow at her questioningly.

"You don't. I am thankful for what she did, brother. I truly am. Although I'm... Unhappy as to what it did to you, and how it affected you; she did you a great justice. She did it to save your life, and although it might not have worked in her favor; she had you at heart. But that does not mean you have to become her... Lapdog!"

"Speaking of lapdogs!" I quickly turned to look at Edward. "I would contact your shape shifting friends. They may come in handy."

Edward nodded his head in agreement. He could see, despite how much I disliked Jacob and his pack of mules, I was thinking with our coven's at heart. The more superior power we had, the better our chances.

"Don't change the subject, Alec!" Jane stomped her foot down like a stubborn child. "You are doing enough for her already."

"I know, Jane. I know." I ran my hand over her head. "But I am doing this on my own wishes, not because I owe her anything."

Jane gritted her teeth tightly, but nodded her head icly. "Fine. There is one more thing you may wish to know."

"And what's that?"

—xXx—

Ryan wasn't standing for it. He really didn't want to leave her, nor Scott. He wanted to see the faces of those who had Delilah like this; the ones who had convinced her that this was the best choice. Of course, he would stand with her to the end of time, no matter what side that be on; but he wanted to see those she was working alongside with.

He had heard about the Volturi from Delilah, Scott and Mary. But even then, the stories were vague and always one sided. Lilianna refused to speak about them, since she saw them as 'vermin.' And as for the Cullen's... Her view on those weren't at all... Friendly in the slightest. The only way Ryan knew how to think was the way Lilianna had taught him; and Delilah figured this was his way of wanting to create an opinion of his own.

He just couldn't understand that she couldn't take him and Damien to the meeting just yet. Lilianna had taken a lot of convincing to let them out together anyway; and if they were too long, she would come out looking for them. She needed to send Ryan and Damien back, then continue on with the meeting with the Volturi.

Lilianna would think nothing of her and Scott being out, since she would just believe it was them doing their newly found jobs in watching the Volturi, and waiting for the right time to send in the 'un-gifted' ones.

Damien seemed to understand, and was quite willing to return home. Though, Delilah couldn't help but believe that was for another reason entirely. When Damien was in the company of Shay, his demeanor changed. They all felt it, but none would comment on it. Not only were they all calm, but when he was near Shay; they were relaxed.

It was Damien who had been the one to convince Ryan to return home; on the condition that 'next time' Ryan was to come along. Well, the next time she met with them; Delilah severely hoped that Alec would be back. It wasn't that she didn't like Jane; but with Alec she knew he would understand her and what she was going through. After all, he had been the one Lilianna had lied to about her.

She wouldn't go as far as saying he was sympathetic towards that, because he wasn't. However, he understood and possibly took it into account. Never the less, with Alec; she was more comfortable.

"Is it me, or is Ryan gettin' more annoying as the days go by?" Scott commented as they watched the two silhouettes of Damien and Ryan take off. By the looks of it, they were messing around. Were they seriously having a game of frog-leap?!

Delilah rolled her eyes, but the smile that planted itself onto her face stayed strong.

"He's always been like that."

The look Scott was giving her wasn't one she wanted to question. He suspected something going on there, but he wouldn't say what it was. Delilah may be slowly opening up to them; but Scott wasn't stupid enough to say something like that. She would still kick his ass, if it was needed.

"C'mon. We can eat before the meeting." Scott decided and nudged her shoulder.

The pair of them made their way over rooftops and through crevices between buildings. Delilah and Scott in sync began to wonder what it would be like if this was what their life was going to be like. The two of them running over buildings to eat, then returning back to a house full of just their family...

Alongside the wonder if that was what it would be like, both them hoped this would what it would be like.

Eating didn't take long, since it was moving into the early evening. As soon as the sun twisted into it's light shade of darkness, both Scott and Delilah disposed of their 'meals' and made their way to the usual meeting point. This alley had been through a lot, and witnessed a lot of life changing moments. From Delilah confronting Alec, to arranging to become one of their allies, to Scott walking in on something he shouldn't have.

She would have never expected it to turn out this... Well. Things were looking up. Scott was even smiling at her as he leant against the wall with his arms crossed, patiently waiting for them to arrive. He always knew when it was the right time to smile, didn't he? If she had any doubt about Scott's loyalty to her and what they were doing; that smile... All his smiles to her was enough to reassure her.

"Delilah... Scott." Their heads turned in sync to the feminine voice of Jane. She was flanked by Demetri, who was wearing a scowl. Why was it they didn't bring Felix - she was sure that was what his name was - with them? Why just one, or the other at each meeting?

Demetri's eyes automatically landed on Scott, and continued to watch him carefully. On the inside, Demetri was, more or less, trying to figure out a way he would be able to track this male, even if he had his little invisible barrier up. Scott knew better than to break a smile of smugness. Instead, he looked down and played it silent in standing beside Delilah.

"Has there been anymore talk?" Jane asked, cutting straight to the point.

Delilah quickly shook her head. "Lilianna hasn't brought it up, but her patience doesn't run long anymore..."

That was an understatement, Scott thought idly.

"So she is still waiting on your verdict?" Demetri was the one to ask this time.

"I think so, yeah." Delilah answered. "When... When she does decide that it's time, what're we going to do?"

Jane's lips twisted into a smile, and at her side; Demetri smirked.

Scott and Delilah shared a little glance, unsure as to what these exchanges of amusement were about.

"That won't be necessary." Jane was the one to answer. "I suggest that the next time we meet... It should be all of the ones on our side for this. Alec will be present, and it will be your chance to meet the Cullen's at long last."

She wanted them all present?! Well that would be practically impossible! Scott must've sensed her stress levels rising, for his hand planted itself onto her shoulder.

"I'll sort that out." He promised her, but she didn't relax in the slightest. Scott turned his attention back to Jane, and arched an eyebrow at her questioningly. "Why now?"

Jane's smile didn't fall. "Well, that's simple. We're moving along with our mission."

"What d'you mean by... Moving along?"

Jane parted her lips, and both of them listened intently to the information she had to disclose to them.

—xXx—

Things were sailing on by fast, weren't they? Before I knew it; things would be over. Things would go back to normal, and I couldn't help but wonder... What the hell would it be like? To finally see the end of this? To finally see the end of... Lily.

It still... Confused me to think of her like this. Like some bloodthirsty monster who only thought about herself. This wasn't the Lilianna I had had grown up with. This wasn't the Lilianna I had... Well, somewhat held feelings for. She had been sweet, and loud mouthed, and free. Something I had always wanted for myself; but had never pursued. There had been traits in Lilianna I had wished I had, and in my state of becoming a vampire; I had made sure I pursued. I was uncaring as to what anyone thought of me, and... I was free - to an extent.

I wasn't the weak little boy I had once been before. Although immortals may find my existence a threat, and not care for the Volturi, I held importance in this world. That was more than what I could say for my human life. I was nothing but a joke back then. The laughing stalk of the entire village; who viewed me and my sister witches. Who tried to kill us, when we were defenseless.

That would never happen again. Both Jane and I were... Far too dangerous to approach nowadays. Anyone who knew who we were wouldn't dare walk up to us happily.

"Alec, there you are!"

Of course, there were those who did know who I was; but didn't know what I was.

I let out a sigh and glanced up from the empty plate in front of me and watched as the bouncing ball of red hair skipped forward. I had to stop myself rolling my eyes, since I was positive if I did too much movement; the venom would eat away at the contacts. That was the last thing I needed in this moment in time.

"Hello, Charlie." I nodded in a simple greeting, then returned my attention back down to the plate; while letting my hand grasp hold of the half drunken water bottle.

"You're just the guy I wanted to see." She sat leant herself against the table; flat hands against the surface; while a multitude of colorful bracelets covered most of her pale wrist. I counted them quickly. Five on each wrist.

It was a wonder she was still able to move her hands.

I glanced back up and arched an eyebrow at her. "And why's that?"

"Well, as you know it's the party tonight." ... I did, yes. You had been one of the infuriating human's to insist I attended, otherwise I would be with my sister, overlooking one of the most important meetings since the Immortal Children's incidents; but of cause... You wouldn't know, nor care about that; would you, human?

I sighed, and bowed my head. "Yes, I'm aware."

"Great! So, you'd know Gary's going with Renesmee-" I didn't like the way she said her name, nor did I entirely appreciate the eye roll she gave when saying it. "-and since you don't seem to talk to anyone else other than her, or us when she's around; I was wonderin' if you'd like to go with me?"

Ha. Amusing.

I must've smiled in hilarity, for the offended look that came across her face was unmissable.

"I'm flattered, Charlie. But really, that isn't a good idea."

"Oh, come on! Please? We only have to dance together once!"

"... Truly, n-"

"I won't take no for an annnswer." She tapped her fingers on the surface, causing those damn bracelets to rattle more. I gritted my teeth in irritation.

"Charlie-" My words cuts off the moment I saw the tall figure of Gary walking side by side with Renesmee, heading in this direction. As fun as it was talking to this girl - hint the freaking sarcasm - I really doubt I could have her and Renesmee at the same table. It had practically taken all there was within me not to comment on her little eye roll on Renesmee's name.

If I were to endure yet another one of those; I would not be held accountable for my actions.

"One dance." I agreed. "I will meet you at the party."

"Great! See you then."

I rolled my eyes and looked down to the plate as she skipped off to the foot court; most likely to pick something up and go running off. The door opened, causing a gust of wind to brush her scent, mixed with others, to me. I looked up, and smiled the moment Renesmee's eyes met mine. Raising my hand, I gave it a gentle wave; more or less motioning for them both to come join me.

While Gary moved on to get something, Renesmee made her way over and sat beside me.

Truthfully, I was more expecting her to take a seat opposite; so that she could sit beside Gary. Gary was the one who sat opposite me, however. I couldn't help but feel a little boxed in and cut for time, especially since I hadn't been able to tell Renesmee about our... New situation.

Even when Gary went on talking about his interests - which surprised me, for most of those interests I had shared with him at one point in my life - I was nonstop thinking about how I could break it to Renesmee.

How was I going to tell her, when it was coming close to her last day? I hoped she had enjoyed her College life event, for the most part. For me, it had been one hell of a pain in the ass. From playing babysitter, to being the jealous eavesdropper and overprotective ex, to arranging spies and god knows what else.

When I had met her to get ready, I couldn't even find the way to tell her! I had been too... Surprised with the way she had looked to think straight. Although Renesmee looked breathtaking - which she usually always did to me anyhow - it... It wasn't her. This was obviously the doings of her little 'friends.' I truly hoped that if Renesmee was going to... Go through with this life, she wouldn't lose track as to who she was.

I wasn't planning on destroying the previous girl I had cared about for her to lose who she was. This was that so she would live on, and live the life she wanted; not to become something I knew she wasn't.

All this... Makeup and heels; this wasn't her. This was more... Heidi's style. The glitz and glam, or whatever they called it. Heidi had lost track of who she was, and was still currently trying to recover from that. Her backstory wasn't one I wanted to disclose with anyone, not even Renesmee.

I was positive not even Heidi wanted to tell anyone of her past. When we had found her, she was close to death as it was; I was just thankful Aro had taken pity on her. Heidi was a... Sweet girl. She had her moments, but she was true of heart - one thing I couldn't say for most of my other coven members.

She was one of the few who deserved a second chance; and I was glad that she was doing so. But I knew what it was like to stand back and watch as someone lost who they were, trying to be something they weren't, just to try and impress people who really couldn't care. The rejection would hit her hard, just like it had with Heidi.

After a life of prostitution, being left for dead by a client to be turned into a vampire was bad enough; but Heidi's bad luck didn't end there. Demetri, like always, had taken an interest in the newcomer; and began to pursue her. Poor Heidi had believed that he was a true gentleman, and not like the others she had experienced in her human life. She had fallen head over heels, and let Demetri do what he wanted with her in the belief that Demetri shared those feelings.

Once Demetri was done, he set her to the side - just like he did with everything else he grew bored of. You would think Heidi would give up on him after all that, wouldn't you? I did. I truly believed she would come back fighting, and be tougher than ever. But that wasn't the case. She still pinned over him; she still tried to impress him in being what she believed he wanted. Sure, Demetri payed attention from time to time; but that didn't mean he truly was interested.

She was still recovering, and I'll be damned if I was going to see Renesmee go through everything Heidi had. I wasn't going to stand back this time and let it happen again. Not to her. Not to Reny.

And yet, no matter how hard I tried to make things right between us; things continued to mess up - pushing her to direction of self-destruction. First that damned dance with Charlie - where she stood on my foot at least a dozen times. Then getting lost in a crowd of people stinking of booze, drugs, and smoke. If it were possible for a vampire to throw up; I'd have done so already.

Renesmee was dancing with Gary; so I knew that she was safe for the time being. In the moments that I stepped outside to get some air - and get away from the red headed hyper ball - something had happened. When I returned inside, Lana - one of Renesmee's close friends - was scowling with her arms crossed and her back pressed against a wall.

Anyone who was close to Renesmee was of concern to me, so naturally I went to ask what was wrong. She leant up to my ear.

"I thought tonight was going to be fun!" She said over the music. "I was wrong!"

When I sent her a questioning look, she nodded her head out to the dance floor.

That was when my throat closed, my chest squeezed and my stomach lurched.

Renesmee was... Grinding herself up against the very boy I had told her I didn't trust. Why the hell couldn't she just understand that? Why the hell did she have to continuously make this difficult in not listening to me! Had I ever given her any reason not to trust me?!

Well, yes. Perhaps I had. But still, I wasn't petty enough to warn her off a potential new lover. Of course, it may seem that way; but why would I? Had I not said over and over that I wanted her to move on?

If Finn wasn't the way he was, then I'd stand back and watch with a stiff upper lip. But the truth was, the boy was just a jerk, as Renesmee would say.

"I'm never good enough for him, and I don't know why!" Lana yelled into my ear. I turned my head to look down at her, and watched at the waterline of her eyes began to come to life. She was on the verge of tears.

I was never good with tears. I always seemed to get flustered on what to say, or never know how to handle them directly. I leant my head down to her ear, and said the only thing I could think of to stop these tears.

"It's not that you're not good enough for him, Lana. He isn't good enough for you. If he can't see what a smart, talented, young beautiful woman you are; then he is the one at the loss. Not you."

I leant myself back up, and smiled gently at her as she stared endlessly up at me. Her eyes were still watering, but it wasn't in sadness anymore.

"Are you drunk?!" She called, blinking away the tears.

I shook my head. "I don't drink."

"You high?!"

Again, I shook my head.

She let out a laugh of her own in disbelief. "Why'd you two break up again?!"

I glanced to the dancefloor, watching Renesmee continue to dance with... Him, yet keep eye contact with me. How the hell could she do that when she knew how I stood on this male?!

I looked back down to Lana and shrugged my shoulders. "We're too different, I guess?"

"D'you mind if I stay with you?!" Lana then asked.

Truthfully, I didn't see why there was any problem with that at all. We were both in the same boat, if you were to think about it. She was watching the man she loved dance with someone other than her; and I was standing watching the woman I loved dance with... Well, the best way I could describe him now was, the enemy. "Not at all."

She smiled up at me and leant her shoulder against my arm.

She stayed like that for the remainder of the song, and it wasn't until the music changed that she looked up at me again. How long she had been looking up at me for, I'd never know; since I'd been far too lost in watching Renesmee dance with him.

And thinking up possible ways I could make him suffer for it.

"You've been watching her all this time." Lana said matter-of-factly. "Y'know, I was just about to kiss you when I saw that look."

Well, I can't say how... Glad I was that she hadn't gone through with that idea; for I believed this girl had gone through too much as it was.

"Oh? What look?"

"You look at her the way I look at him."

No, I didn't... Did I?

"You're trying to act like you're over her; when it's clear that you aren't."

I knew that. I knew I'd probably never get over her; but that didn't stop me trying.

"And you're being an idiot if you're just going to stand back and watch her walk away from you. I've seen the eye contact going on between you both; and she feels the same for you too!"

I'm not too sure about that. After all, I have said a number of things that I regret in order to try and help her move on.

"She's just... Waiting for you!"

I glanced out to the dancefloor again and watched as Renesmee cast me another look and a smile.

I looked back down to Lana, still staring up at me with wide eyes. Human's really had evolved since my time, hadn't they? Yes, society was going downhill; but there were still diamonds within all of this rubble. Lana certainly was one of those few diamonds.

I leant myself down and pressed a kiss onto her forehead. She grinned up at me as I reached out and pulled a random, drunk human over to us. He was... Average looking. It didn't matter, anyhow. "Keep this girl company for me. She's special, this one! If you hurt her, I will hunt you down and rip out your throat!" I warned him over the music.

He nodded his head and held up his hands in surrender. "She's safe with me, buddy. You got it."

Smirking to myself, I cast Lana a final glance and a wink; and turned to move to the dancefloor. It was my turn to dance with Renesmee and get her away from this boy.

However, she wasn't where I'd last seen her. She was storming out of the room; with Finn following after her quickly in pursuit.

I automatically began scooting through the crowd. The last thing I heard from Lana and the boy was the exchange of names, and him complimenting her dress.

The hallway of this house was just as busy as the room I had been in. I glanced around the many faces, until I heard her voice.

"Finn, stop it! You're drunk!"

I was out the door in that moment; cold night air surrounding me in my quick pace after them. Renesmee was walking, or trying to walk, away from Finn; who was easily keeping up with her - and jumping in front of her to stop her from going any further.

"I'm not drunk. Just hear me out, Ness!"

I've always hated that God. Damn. Nickname!

Renesmee stopped and crossed her arms. "There's nothing to hear. You came here with Lana, even though you only want to hurt her? Why the hell would I want to be a part of that? She's my friend!"

"You can't tell me you don't feel it too. There is something between us..." He stepped closer to her, while I cautiously made my way closer. "I can make you feel it!"

And that was when I saw red.

The moment his hands clasped around her face and forced his lips onto hers, I lost it. Anger became the better of me; and I was at her side automatically. My hand gripped hold of his shoulder, and I practically threw the boy from her to the floor.

"Alec, what are you doing?!" Renesmee staggered back while I stood above Finn on the floor, trying to sit himself up.

"If you ever lay a hand on her again, I will kill you!" I hissed through clenched teeth. "She is mine."

Finn was trying to kick himself up from the floor; most likely to get up and 'challenge' me, for he had that look on his face. Why were humans like this so... So readable? I knew exactly what he was thinking; and yet I was welcoming to it.

I could kill him within a blink.

And that's when I realized... I would kill him if he got up.

Renesmee was shoving my back, cursing at me for interfering. Seriously? She was taking his side on this one?! After what he had just done to her?

"I could have handled this on my own!" She pushed me; until I turned to look at her. Her hands collided with my chest, and I was quick to grab hold of them.

"Yes, because you're so good with dealing with things yourself, Renesmee! Look at the last thing you 'dealt' with!"

It was a low blow, I knew that. Referring to how she had torn us apart in an attempt of trying to 'save' me was harsh, but in this moment of rage... I really couldn't care. This human had laid a hand on her. This human probably would have done a lot more, if I hadn't of stepped in!

And even if he didn't; that wasn't the point!

"Why can't you get it in your head, I don't need you interfering in my life all the time! You want me to move on; but how can I if you're always turning up!"

"Excuse me for doing my job!" I hissed right back, and let her hands go.

A pressure to my shoulder caused my attention to turn from Renesmee, to look over my shoulder. The moment I did, that was when a hand connected with my jaw. Although it did stun me quite a bit; it had no effect. The most it did was cause my eyes to close as I inhaled deeply and tried to grasp my thoughts.

Behind me, Finn was clutching his hand and shouting in pain. Like the angel Renesmee always tried to be, she was consulting him; trying to soothe his pain and 'take a look' at his obvious broken hand.

The moment I opened my eyes, everything was clearer. There was no mistiness of the contacts shielding my vision anymore. The venom had reacted to the rage building within me due to the hit, and ate away quicker at my only pair of contacts to shield the true color.

"Renesmee..." I said through clenched teeth. "It's time to go."

"Are you crazy?! We have to take him to the ER. You've broke his hand!"

"Renesmee. It is time to go." I repeated again.

"You go!"

I snapped, and turned to glare at them both.

"Renesmee!"

They both looked up, and I saw all the color drain from their faces. Finn only got a short look after his body fell limply to the floor.

It probably wasn't wise to use it at this time; but I didn't see any other way. If this boy was left standing; and continued to be a nuisance, I would no doubt slaughter him.

"You stop this! You stop this right now!" Renesmee demanded, still trying her best to help Finn up.

"Don't make me do this, Renesmee." I warned through clenched teeth.

"I'm not making you do anything. You're choosing to do this!"

Renesmee's body fell alongside Finn's. Despite the commotion going on at the house; for people had come to watch, but luckily we were far enough away for them not to notice the blazing red eyes, I stepped forward and picked Renesmee up.

Walking away from the scene, I made sure we were a good few meters away from Finn before he was awoken again, and continued to go on screaming about his hand.

Well, there goes my chances at attending this college, huh?

Getting Renesmee home to her room was simple; for it wasn't that much of a walk before I was able to take off and had her settled down. The moment I removed the paralysis mist around her, I crossed the room to shut the door and close the window.

Renesmee stirred after a few seconds, and blinked several times.

"You did not just..." She breathed as she sat herself up. "Alec, you really hurt him!"

"Not my concern." I stated blandly as I closed the blinds and curtains. "He was foolish enough to strike me. He's lucky I did not retaliate the way I wanted too."

"He saw your eyes." She stated stubbornly. "We have to go back and make sure he didn't notice."

"If he did, then good. Another reason as to why I should kill him."

"Alec!"

I snapped around to glare at her. "Don't Alec me! Do you not realize what he did? What he could have done?!"

"But he didn't!"

"That's besides the point!" Why was it so hard for her to see it in my perspective. He would have taken it further. Although I had no solid proof, I knew that he would! "The point is that he could have."

"That doesn't give you the right to break his hand!"

"He did that himself." I scoffed. "It was his own fault."

"I could have handled it myself?! Why does everyone think I need to be rescued all the time? You said yourself; I am not a damsel!"

"No, you're not. So why you must constantly put yourself in situations where you may need saved is beyond me. I was just doing my job!"

"So telling him that I am yours is part of your job, huh?" She stood up from the bed after kicking her shoes off. Her feet were a little red, but she didn't let it show that it was bothering her. "I'm not yours any more. I said that to you, you've said that to me. So why the hell say that? Why the hell would you do that to me?"

"Rene-"

"No!" She stomped her foot down and pushed me. "No. You said no to me! And then you tell the one boy that I may actually like that I'm yours?! You. Don't. Love. Me. Anymore. Remember!" With each word she said, she made a point to hit my chest.

I could feel my patience wearing thinner by the second.

"You don't get to get jealous, Alec. You made your choice on this!"

"Renesmee, will you sto-"

"Why would you tell him that?!" She hit my chest again, and I snapped.

I took hold of her face quickly and crushed her lips to mine.

—xXx—

The house was silent and still. She had been waiting on this moment, and now it had arrived. Things would finally be set into motion, and soon they would be able to return home. Soon they would be able to act as if this had never happened, and return to normal.

She had sent Demetri and Felix out to make sure no one was watching; and if they were - Scott would have let them know by now. So far, they had heard nothing. It was safe for this to go on.

Each and every single one of the Cullen's awaited silently for the prolonged moment; and when it came not a single breath was given.

The doorbell rung; and Carlisle stood up from his seat. Esme, along with the other Cullen's, watched anxiously as he and Jane made their way out of the room and down the hallway. Carlisle looked to the door, then to Jane for permission.

A single nod was given.

Carlisle leant forward and pulled the door opened.

"Carlisle. How good to see you again, my dear old friend."

Jane could have sworn her lips had never once parted so widely. The grin that was on her face would no doubt hurt if she had been a human. Her crimson red eyes studied the three figures stepping forward through the threshold. Tall, dressed in black, and hair all slicked back.

"Jane. Thank you for sending for us."

Aro was here.

A/N:

Sorry for the late update guys. Took me a while to finish this one with things getting in the way.

However; with all that said, it's finally up and it finally happened!

Leave a review and I might just finish the next chapter sooner for you guys.

Take it easy, I love you all.

-C.H