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I am Reneesmee

Summary:
Tara is pale athletic and beautiful. But when injction marks start to show up on her arms as well as recieving an unexpected visitor in her bedroom will she discover she is not really who she thought she was?


Notes:
I hope you like it don't worry it will get more interesting.


6. Chapter 6

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think you should wake her up so she can walk, they no you’re here,” Alice’s lilting voice remarked from at least two feet lower from my eye-level. I couldn’t help but smile smugly. I loved being tall, that’s why Alice was always good company. I gently placed Ness on the ground her nose unconsciously twitching from the movement. Her eyelids fluttered to reveal her faux hazel eyes. I couldn’t wait til’ Carlisle fixed that.

“Are we there yet?” she asked in a sleep sodden voice. I couldn’t help but smile at this.

“Yeah but Alice thinks you should walk in.” as I mentioned the name Alice recognition lit her eyes and she searched her surroundings til her eyes fell on Alice. Her eyes glazed over in pure joy and I could almost feel the bond between memory and reality grow.

NessPOV

“Alice.” I exalted my voice laden with uncontained joy. Before I knew Alice was by my side. She pushed a lock of hair from my face and placed a cool kiss on my forehead.

“ Welcome home Bug” I smiled at the memory of my childhood nickname given to me by a friend in 3rd grade. “You’ll be fine I know it.” She motioned toward the set of French doors behind her I swallowed audibly and placed a determined hand on the handle and opened the door.

I walked into a quiet room with eggshell colored walls forte piano was the main piece of furniture in the room. It seemed to be a black hole drawing everything in the room towards it regal appearance. I heard at tense whisper from the room next to this one followed by a low-throated growl. I took silent steps across the piano room to the open passageway that opened into a sitting room, which was occupied by my family.

Silence fell over the room like fog; thick and tense. The moonlit faces of my mother and father seemed to glow as if in relief and absolute inner exulting. I felt hot tears glisten in my eyes to slowly embark down my cheeks as my mother took hesitant step after hesitant step toward me. Before long she stood before me absolute joy imminent on her face. She wrapped me into a hug with gentle arms. I hugged her unused to the way her cool limbs felt. My father, Edward, joined her not joining the embrace but placing a loving hand on the of her shoulder the tenderness in the touch was so immense I felt my heart swell for I was truly home.

Soon my vision began to clear and I saw the faces of my other family members looking at us tenderly. Family or not I still didn’t like being stared at. Just then Bella released her hold on me to peer at my face in wonderment. I didn’t mind this form of attention. I only wished I could have been reunited with my parents in something more formal then my plaid pajamas.

Then I remembered my father’s ability to read minds and cut my eyes to him. The crooked grin on his face told me he had “heard” exactly what I was thinking.

“Glad you find it amusing,” I muttered casting my eyes downward. The answering smile was even more broad reigning with an air of smugness. Bella having heard my comment glanced back at Edward who in turn tried to hide his grin. Unsuccesful, it only took a moment for Bella to guess at what the smile was for.

“ She’s been here for three minutes and your already invading her privacy.,” she scolded though her voice was heavy with emotion of unshed tears. Just then to burly arms wrapped around my waist and whisked me backward. Air flew out of my lungs in a quick gasp as I was enveloped into Emmett’s rib crushing hug.

“Well you’ll have to keep your shield on her at all times because he plans on doing it again.” I heard Alice remark to Bella her tone equally scolding as I gasped in lung fills of air. After several more bone crushing hugs, though none quite as strong as Emmett’s, I couldn’t help but realize how much more accepted I felt here then I had anywhere else. Even though I’d made friends along the way and had a safe living environment to grow up in until now I’d never been truly home.