Chapter 3: Unknowing Reunion

Nessie's POV

It took awhile for me to find my way back home again as I wasn't so familiar with the area or the roads. I just hoped that I wouldn't get lost when I went back later.

At home we still hadn't fully furnished the house. So my children decided to take advantage of all the extra space and run around like crazy. Since their iPads still weren't fully charged they had no other way to entertain themselves I guess.

My son enjoyed chasing after his sister and playing tag with her. It never ceased to amaze me how much my son looked like his father. I'd seen pictures of my husband when he was little and I swore they could've been twins. It was the same with my grandfather in law Royce King III and I've seen pictures of Royce King II back in the 1930s. I swear they could've all been identical siblings.

My father in law always bragged about the men in the King family having "great genes," and that's why they had a tradition of naming their sons Royce. He'd said that my son would be no different because of the family he was born into.

I looked at my boy and he was the sweetest boy I knew. Sweet, loving, and caring. Hard to believe he came from an abusive man like my husband.

I sighed. As much as I wish I could forget that I even have a husband I couldn't. I couldn't even imagine the rage that he must've flown into when he discovered that we'd all left. I was sure that he was going to do everything in his power to track us down. Though I was certain he'd look in big cities like Los Angeles or Chicago first I was still scared that he'd figure out where I really was sooner rather than later. I was even more terrified of what he would do when he did find us.

I looked at my kids in envy. Playing without a single worry in the world. I vowed to keep it that way as long as possible. Their fear when they saw their dad hit me was something I never wanted them to experience ever again.

When it came time to get ready to go out again they both fought tooth and nail to avoid showering. It wasn't until I threatened them that they finally listened.

It was already dark out when we left the house. We were passing by the woods when we heard a loud wolf howling. I didn't pay much attention to it as I checked my phone to see what street we had to turn onto.

Suddenly an extremely large reddish brown wolf jumped into the middle of the street. He froze in place clearly just as shocked by my presence as I was by his. I slammed on the breaks and swerved around him to avoid hitting him. Causing me to veer off the road and lose control of the car. I screamed as we crashed into a tree. Pain exploded in my right leg.

My first thought wasn't me though. It was my kids. I instantly looked back and was relieved that they appeared unharmed.

"Are you both okay?"

"My shoulder hurts," Sophie said.

"I'm okay," Royce said.

Now I was more determined to get out of here and see what happened to my daughter. At least my son was okay. My right leg had gotten completely pinned between the dashboard and the seat and I was sure it was broken or at least badly bruised. I managed to open the door

I heard a noise outside and saw the wolf running toward us. He looked...worried? The wolf sniffed me and he suddenly looked more fearful than he had seconds before. The wolf suddenly took off running to Lord only knows where. He was a majestic looking animal. Even though it was his fault I crashed I couldn't help but admire his beauty.

I didn't think about the mysteriously large beautiful wolf anymore as I turned my focus to getting out and getting to my children. I tried, and failed, to get my leg loose. I tried to get for phone so that I could call 911 but my phone had fallen out of reach in the crash.

"Ma'am!" I heard an unfamiliar voice scream. I looked around and felt my jaw drop when I saw a big, handsome, half naked man running this way. Something about him so familiar yet so strange at the same time. Like if I had seen him before only that couldn't be possible because I would definitely remember his face. Or maybe it's just because he strangely looked a lot like my daughter. Same skin color, eye color, and even hair color.

"Ma'am are you alright?!" he shouted fearfully.

"I-I'm stuck," I said as he approached. "But it's not me I'm worried about. My kids-"

I hadn't even finished my sentence before he was opening the backseat and retrieving my children. He got Sophie out first. Sophie had a nasty horrific looking bruise on her left shoulder and upper arm. He looked at my daughter in shock and amazement before finally setting her down outside. He got Royce next who thankfully appeared unharmed.

"Thanks," I said when he came back to me. "Now I'm going to get you out of here,"

"I can't I'm stuck,"

He ignored me as he easily widened the gap enough to remove my leg easily. Well as easily as broken/badly bruised leg could be removed. I couldn't even get out of the car on my own. He had to put one arm underneath me to support my body weight.

"Who are you?" I asked him.

"Jacob. Jacob Black. Who are you ma'am?"

"Renesmee. Renesmee King," Damned! Why was I giving this man I don't even know my last name?!

"Renesmee?"

"Or Nessie," I grunted in pain. "A lot of people call me Nessie,"

"I'm sorry Nessie. I saw what happened and-"

"It's okay Jacob it's not your fault. Where are we going anyway? Shouldn't we call 911?"

"No I have a relative that's a doctor. We live really close. It'll be faster to go to him,"

I wasn't sure if I should trust him. What if he was just like Royce? What if he was taking me somewhere just to beat me? Would he hurt the kids? Memories of my husband hitting me and beating danced across my mind.

I didn't realize that anything was wrong until I could feel my body vibrating. When I looked at Jacob I saw his whole body shaking. His face looked angered beyond words.

"You okay Jacob?" I asked suddenly concerned for him.

My question seemed to calm him down a little. "I'm okay," he breathed louder than normal. "I think,"

"Jacob,"

"I'm fine Nessie. Seriously. It's you and your kids I'm more worried about right now,"

"Well thanks Jacob,"

"If you don't mind my asking how old are your kids?"

"My daughter Sophie is seven years old. My son Royce V is four years old,"

"Seven," I heard Jacob say. "She's seven. Can it be?" he whispered.

I didn't understand what he was getting at with that but I was in to much pain to ask. Then suddenly a large mansion like house seemed to materialize out of thin air. A large, almost made entirely out of glass, mansion like house.

It was so see through that I could easily see several people just sitting around inside of it. Several pale, gold-eyed, inhumanly beautiful people.

They noticed the four of us as we approached the house.

One of them was at the door almost immediately.

"Jacob what happened?" he asked as soon as he opened the door.

"There was an accident Carlisle and we could use your help,"

The man turned to me almost instantly. His golden eyes lingered on my leg the longest. When I mentioned my daughter was hurt to he noticed her shoulder right away.

"I see. Come on in and I can get you both checked out as soon as possible,"

"So Renesmee? That's your name?" he asked.

"Yeah Mr um?"

"Cullen. That's Carlisle Cullen but just call me Carlisle,"

"Okay," I replied as Jacob helped me inside.

I immediately felt very self conscious when I felt everyone staring at me and, from what I could tell, my kids also. My daughter stuck close to me while my son was a little more adventurous.

He didn't even hesitate to walk over to the rest of Dr. Cullen's family.

One of the girls got up and walked over to me. Looking like she was about to cry the whole time. With her was a bronze haired boy who looked equally emotional.

"Renesmee?" The girl asked.

"Yeah," I said wondering how on Earth she could've heard my name. "Who are you?"

"Bella," she said. "I'm Bella and this is your, I mean my brother Edward," she said.

"Well uh nice to meet you?"

"It's nice to meet you as well Renesmee," the boy named Edward said as he shook my hand. "How exactly did you get injured?" he asked.

My mind flashed back to the moment the wolf suddenly jumped in my path and I had to swerve around to avoid hitting him and instead lost control and hit a tree.

"Just an accident," I said.

However Edward suddenly grabbed Jacob by the arm with a look of anger on his face. He pulled him with so much force I was afraid he was going to break Jacob's arm or something. Damned what could've happened that would've caused him to suddenly get so angry at Jacob?

I watched my son as he interacted with everyone there. Their was one blonde girl there that caught my attention with the look of pure disgust she was giving my son. The moment my son decided to approach her she made a face at him that scared him so much that he came running to me and he hid behind me crying.

I didn't know what to think of this strange yet familiar family but I definitely would not tolerate anyone treating my children like that.

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