I sat in that bathroom and cried for what seemed to be hours. I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore, and then I got up.

A few people had come in while I was crying, but no one said anything to me. As I started to leave, a lady came in the door, and she looked my in the eyes. Her reaction scared me.

She looked at me as though I was the devil. She turned and ran out the door, as if she’d been scared to death. I hesitated, and then turned towards the mirror, only to see dark red eyes staring at me. I noticed that my face wasn’t red from crying, but that it was perfectly clear, and it almost looked paler. I had changed a little more.

I remembered that I hadn’t taken my medicine to slow my aging and changing that day. I left that bathroom, keeping my head down so that no one would see my eyes.

I could hear Jake talking to my dad on his cell phone down that hall. I walked up to him, not saying anything.

“Oh, here she is!” He said to my dad. “Yeah, We’ll- Yes, Edward. Yeah, we’ll be there soon.” He hung up.

“Jacob…” I looked him in the eyes. His calm face turned to shock.

“Nessie, wha-what happened to your eyes?”

“I dunno…” I muttered.

“Renesmee!” Grandpa said as he walked over. “How was your visit with Gregory? You can come back here whenever you want, you know. I thi-“

I cut him off. “Grandpa, can you just tell Gregory I’m sorry?”

“What for?” I turned towards him, but I didn’t look at him. I felt Jake put his hand on my shoulder.

“W-we kissed…and, well, I almost killed him.” I felt Jake’s hand grip me tighter. “So, I ran out of the room… and that was probably an hour ago.”

“…Oh, alright.” Grandpa said as his beeper went off, and he turned towards the hall where Gregory’s room was.

“Let’s go home.” I said as I turned towards Jacob.

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We went to Grandpa and Grandma’s house, where my mom and dad were waiting in the living room.

“Welcome back.” Grandma said as we walked inside.

“How was your hunting trip?” I asked my mom, and without thinking, I looked at her.

Her eyes went wide and she flew over to me. “Nessie, your eyes! They’re red! The brown…is gone.” She seemed sad.

My dad came over, too. He grabbed my chin and moved my head around, looking from my eyes to my entire face. “She got paler, too, her cheeks aren’t very red anymore.”

“Oh, Edward! What if she’s changing to fast or something?” My mom asked, almost terrified. I didn’t understand what was so scary.

They started talking about my changing to quickly for me to understand them completely, and Aunt Alice jumped in as well.

“Um, I didn’t take my medicine today. Maybe my body did some weird catching up thing today because the medicine is out of my system?” I said, calmly.

They all stopped talking, and my mom rushed into the kitchen and came back with my pills. “Here,” She said.

I took them from her and swallowed them.

“So, how was your visit with your friend?” My dad asked.

“Terrible,” I muttered. “He’s dying, and it’s not fair!” I could feel fresh tears bubbling up.

Jake put his hand on my shoulder again, and my mom came over to hug me. “It’s okay.” She said.

“No, it’s not! It’s not fair! There has to be something someone can do!” I paused as an idea slammed into my other thoughts.

There was silence for a moment, and I knew my dad was reading my mind. I could feel his tenseness from where he was.

“C-couldn’t we just make him a vampire?” My mom jumped up and Jake’s hand squeezed my shoulder tightly, but I ignored it.
“We could,” My dad said, and I could’ve sworn I heard Jake growl slightly. “But, we aren’t allowed to bite any humans, as the treaty we signed with Jacob’s family says. Also, Gregory is too young. He’s only thirteen.”

“Who cares if he’s only thirteen?” I argued. “He could pass for, at least, fifteen! And, Jacob could easily let us do this one person! It is for me, after all. You would let us, right, Jake?” I looked up at him with big eyes.

He didn’t look at me. He just stared straight ahead and said, “I don’t know, Nessie.”

My jaw dropped and I lightly grabbed his shirt. “Jake, please!” I could feel tears coming again. He still didn’t look at me.

“If Jacob won’t let it pass, we cannot do it, Renesmee.” My dad said.

I pulled on Jake’s shirt harder, “Jake, please!” I begged again.

Jake’s brow got lower and darkened his eyes, but he did not look at me.

“Jacob…” My mom said. She had the same begging expression I did.

“Jake, please, for me?” Tears flowed down my cheeks again. I seemed to be crying a lot today.

Jake turned toward the door without saying anything, and left.