Okay, I know I haven't updated in ages and I know I left the story on a bit of a bad edge but hey, I've written this chapter haven't I?

Nessie POV

We got back to the house in time to see my supposed Father lunge across the room at Jacob; the same Jacob that I had never once stopped loving. A Jacob that just stood there defenceless and unmoving, waiting for my Father's body to collide with his and knock his off his feet.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!" I screeched, throwing myself forward and into the way of my Father, knocking him away from Jake.

"Renesmee, you do not understand what thoughts plague his mind. You do not understand what is going on at all because you are merely a child that's been trapped in the body of an adult!" He yelled, throwing me off of him and into a wall.

"EDWARD!" My Mother screeched before rushing to my side, closely followed by the rest of the family, bar Jasper, who was currently restraining my Father and Emmett who was helping Jacob to his feet. "How dare you handle her like that? She is our daughter!" She said before crouching down into a hunting position, perfectly angled at my Father.

Grandma Esme picked me up in her arms and rushed me upstairs, away from the argument my parents were having and away from the pain I was inflicting on the family. They weren't arguing because of some petty piece of information or about what colour they should re-paint their room like their usual arguments; they were arguing because of me, the problematic child that can never do anything right in anymore in the eyes of it's Father.

Everyone tells me after stupid squabbles that 'he still loves me and always will' but he doesn't, he just sees me as something in his way; something which is messing up the end result of his 'perfect future'.

He hadn't told me this himself but the things he says, does and the way he acts show he's a perfectionist who is intent on being in control of everything around him so that he can make everything run smoothly but it all changed when I came along. What he had told me himself was the fact that I wasn't planned and that I was a mistake.

While I thought about everything wrong with me in the ways of emotion and personality, Grandma, Granddad and Rose fussed over my problems physically and I was brought out of my mental chatter by an intense throbbing in my ankle. I looked down to find my foot in the hands of Granddad Carlisle. My whole foot and ankle looked horribly disfigured and there was no chance that it wasn't broken. How didn't I feel that?!

"Nessie, your bones have already begun to set. I'm going to have to snap the ankle in order for it to set in place," Carlisle said. I always called him Carlisle behind his back because it was easier, but I had to be careful who has around because some of my family liked their titles; Like Edward.

"Do it," I said, trying to put fake confidence in my voice to hide the horror that tortured my mind and the pain that I knew I was causing the family. Edward never denied that I was a problem anymore; he just didn't seem to care.

Granddad took my ankle in both hands and swiftly re-snapped them making everyone in the room flinch, me scream and everyone else except my Father run up the stairs. Mom ran into the room, tears that would never fall glistening in her eyes as she wiped my tear stained cheek with her thumb, wiping away the liquid that still trailed lazily from my eye.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. That shouldn't have happened; you shouldn't have had to go through that. It's all my fault, I'm sorry..." She whimpered before choking on her words.

"Mom, it's not your fault it's mine. I'm sorry mom," I whispered before hearing Edward mumble a muffled version of 'damn right' before there was a slapping noise and the sound of a fist hitting his granite skin when I realised that Mom and Emmett had left the room.

When did they leave again? I thought to myself before we heard raised voices that blurred together and Edwards' rhythmic footsteps run out of the front door and into the woods.

I heard Mom screech before the footsteps of Emmett bounded across the room to where my Mother supposedly was and then him shout up for Carlisle for help. That was when I realised everyone was listening to what was happening downstairs and that everyone needed to find out what just happened because even Alice was in shock.

Carlisle motioned for Rosalie to pick me up and bring me downstairs as everyone took off down the stair into the living room where a shocked Emmett stood with my now unconscious Mother.

Okay, I know it's short, boring, annoying and many other words, a lot that usually come from the mouths of drunken and rowdy sailors but I needed to update.
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