Renesmee

Many would say that I'm crazy. I was loved by my family and I had…others…who loved me also. There was one problem. I couldn't handle it. My mother wanted to keep me at her side at all times, but I couldn't stand it. And father didn't help, but did anything mom wanted to please her. Yes, I know and respect that my parents loved each other, but when father just sided with mother because she wanted him to (bleck) you know he will not ever stand up for himself now that he's finally found his soul mate.

Don't believe in that soul mate stuff? Unfortunately, I'm forced to. I'm surrounded with the evidence. There's my parents, there's my aunts and uncles…all soul mated, then there's…Jacob.

Hi. My name's Renesmee. Nice to meet you too.

Have you met someone who's sure that without a doubt that you're their soul mate? No matter what you tell them, they will not be shaken? Meet Jacob. Yeah yeah, I know he's imprinted, but did he really have to fall for me? The only only way I feel towards Jacob is sisterly. So can you imagine how miserable my life is? I feel as though I live in the Victorian age when women had their marriages arranged and they went nowhere unless it was with family or a responsible chaperone.

Just try and live a week with your every move being watched. Not really fun.

I need to mature, and no matter how much I show my parents how I've matured as much as my body has, they still look at me as though I'm still their little girl…maybe that's partly due to me looking like a fifteen-year-old just three months ago. Since my mother got with my father when she was still human, the result was me coming out as a half-vamp which makes me grow fast. That's both in body and in mind. That's what I've been trying to get my parents to understand that, but they won't. They will never accept that their baby is all grown up. They haven't had the chance to live the life of a parent properly…which makes me regret what I'm about to do…

I'm running away. There's no other way. Don't think this was a last minute, on-the-dot decision. I've been thinking about it for a good while now. I just barely had the chance to actually do it now. Mom and dad left to go visit grandpa Charlie and left me with Jacob. Well, Sam called Jacob away for something very important, so Jacob left me with Emmett…who is now so engrossed with the game on Television, he doesn't have enough attention on me to make sure I don't do something unexpected…like run away.

I know it would hurt Jacob the most, him being imprinted and all, but even he treated me like I was a child, and though I've told him plenty of times to treat me like an equal, to treat my like the adult I am, he still see's me as a child too. He still tells me to go to sleep at a certain time even though I don't listen to him, he still brings me my food, still tucks me in at night. It's frustrating. I do love Jacob, but I have to go. I really do. Just hopefully, he doesn't think it's because I don't love him. He's been there for me since I was three days old.

I just hopes he understands that I need to do this for myself.

I climbed out of the window, without caring whether I made noise or not. Emmett wouldn't hear it with how loud he turned that T.V. up. And for a vampire…that's saying that the T.V. would probably burst a human's eardrums.

I'm glad that Auntie Alice wasn't here. She probably would know I was going to run away if she was here. Lucky for me, Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper went out of town. See, my aunt is one of the most spontaneous people anyone could ever meet. She had an urge to just up and leave for Romania two days ago, so that's exactly what she did.

I slung my duffel bag on my shoulder and started running. I avoided the forest because Rosalie, Esmee and Carlisle were somewhere in there hunting. I stuck to the roads until I reached Portland and civilization. The first time my mom brought me out here, I was awed at the activity. Compared to Forks, This place was huge.

This time I didn't stop and gape, but went straight for the airport. I had to get as far away as soon as possible, and since I didn't have a passport, I had to settle for across the country.

"One ticket to New York, please."

The guy at the ticket counter typed on his computer. "Sorry. We're booked. We do have one leaving in two hours."

"No, that's too long. Well, do you have one to Massachusetts?"

The guy typed, then looked sympathetically back up. "Sorry, the closest time would be in an hour."

I started to get exasperated. "Well then…what is leaving in the next five to ten minutes?"

"Well, the closest I have is Roanoke, Virginia."

"I'll take it."

I took one look out my plane window before we clearly left. I would miss my home.