A/N: Please read and review, this is BrokenYetDreaming, who wrote the first chapter, and I hope you enjoy it. R&R at the end please!

The spring sun makes my eyes flutter open, making my dreams vanish and reality set in.

A loud yawn leaves my mouth as I get up, groaning when I stub my toe on something. But curiosity gets the better of me as I bend down to check what had made my toe hurt, and once again I stub my toe.

I hate mornings.

With a deep annoyed sigh, I open my bedroom door and instantly, the smell of pancakes assaults my nose. My stomach growls, wanting those mouth watering smelling pancakes that I am one hundred and one percent sure my mom is making. Man, I love that woman.

I skip my way towards our small homey ivy green kitchen, sort of like the green woods outside. My stomach's growls getting louder and louder by the second, making me kinda of worried. What if Brooke ate every single pancake, and left none for me? With that in mind, I burst inside, the people inside the kitchen stopping whatever they were doing as they see my horror-stricken face.

"What's wrong, hon?" My mom asks me as she makes her way towards me. I on the other hand, was eyeing my sister critically, and then at the pancakes adoringly. "Hon?"

Oh right, she was talking to me...

"I'm fine mom. Imma eat, sound good?" Not bothering to hear my mom's answer, I quickly wash my hands and sit down. My hands reach out for a pancake, and so does Brooke. I scowl at her and narrow my bright blue eyes at her bright green eyes.

"Me first." I say with my chin raised up in the air, and a big floppy smile plastered in my face.

"Whatevers." My sister says with a roll of her eyes. I shrug and put a pancake on my awaiting plate. Not wasting any much time, I get the syrup and poor it on my pancake. My mouth waters as my stomach growls louder.

I bite heaven. Mouth watering heaven.

I moan as I chew, savoring the taster before taking another bite.

"God Charissa, it sounds like your having sex instead of eating some pancakes." My sister remarks. I shrug and continue eating, not bothering to insult her because even though she is freakishly annoying, I still love my big sis.

"So girls, what are you doing today?" My mom asks us. And of course my sister has to babble on, but I still smile. She may be one stupid sister in my eyes sometimes, but I still love her until this day, surprisingly.

"What about you, Char-Char?"

I look up at her and shrug once again, she knows already any ways. "Jake's."

After I'd finished eating, I headed towards my bedroom while rubbing my belly on the way, content. I look at my messy room and make a mental note to myself to clean this up later on, maybe. I get my bathroom items, and head towards the shower to take a shower.

"Stupid tangles." I grunt out. After about two minutes, I sigh proudly and bob my head to my mirror self, telling her 'Good job'.

My thick brown hair bounces as I bob my head, my bright blue eyes twinkling, the pink in my cheeks 'glowing', and I had to look away. "Why the heck am I checking myself out?" I mutter to myself.

I shake my head as I smile."There, now off to Jake's!"

His house wasn't that far away, and soon enough, his reddish house came into view, and so did his dad's old car. I smile and walk faster, but stop my tracks as I look at the brunette next to him. Huh?

Jake turns around, and he smiles at me, signalling for me to come over. I nod and look at the brunette, warily.

"Hey Char. What's up?" Jake asks nervously. I raise an eyebrow at him and look at the beast's trunk. Guess what I see? Motorcycles!

"Who's are they? Where'd you get the mot-" I was caught off by Jake's hand covering my mouth. I glare at him, and he only smiles at me sheepishly. He gives me a pleading look, and puts his index finger on his lips conveying me to be quiet. I nod my head, and look towards the familiar looking brunette.

"So..." I begin, trying to lighten up the mood while my eyes were flickering towards the bikes, Jake, and the brunette. She looked around, her face beat red, and now my confused gaze turns towards Jake. "What's up?"

Jake scratches the back of his head, and looks at the brunette with some sort of look I've seen around, but I couldn't quite put my finger on for a name. He kept looking at her, and that somehow unnerved me.

The silence was too awkward and painful, so I went over to the trucks and tried to take one out, only to be pushed away by Jake. What the heck?

"Let me do the work, their way too heavy Issa." Jake retorts. I widen my eyes and cross my hands over my chest, fuming at him, then at the end flipping him the bird.

"Fuck you, Jacob." I say and he freezes. He turns around to face me, his face shocked.

"Jacob? I-uh. What'd I do?" He asks while coming over to me. I hold up my right hand, signalling him to stop. He kind of actually hurt my feelings, but I wasn't going to be the first on to admit it aloud. He knew that when ever I said his full name, like 'Jacob', I was having certain feelings. It's been like that for seven years now. So he knew I was having those certain 'feelings'.

"Nothing." I sigh as I turn towards the brunette who was observing me. "Charissa Abbott, you?" I ask directly. She flushes beat red and turns away.

"Bella, Bella Swan." She says timidly. I think my mouth made a big 'O'.

"Oh."

Awkwardness settled once again. I've never been in much of these awkward moments, only tow or three times with Jake, so that also made me worry even more.

I shove my hands into my jean's pockets and start whistling a tune. It was something my dad used to sing to me when I was much younger, and it's stuck with me. It was beautiful in a way, and I only sung it when I was uncomfortable, lonely, and having some certain emotions. Sheesh, what's up with me and 'certain emotions'? I do not have a single clue. Must be genes, from my mom.

Jake stopped with whatever he was doing and smiled at me. He loved it when I hummed the song or whistled it. Bella on the other hand, had this tortured look on her face, pain visibly on her brown eyes. I rushed over to her, forgetting that it was Bella, but imagining my mom's eyes seven years ago, when she found out my father had died. I hugged my mom's shaking form, humming her the tune. My mom froze.

"Edward. Lullaby." Huh? My mom's voice sounded different. I pulled away and saw Bella, not my mom. Who's Edward?

"Issa, I think it's best if you left." Jake said as he neared Bella. I blinked several times, not believing what I just heard, but it sunk in then. He wanted me to leave.

I took in a shaky breath, my eyes darting towards the woods and bobbed my head once, before leaving and making my way towards First Beach.

Soon enough, I was sitting in my favorite spot, a crescent moon shaped rock hidden by some bushes, that I found about three years ago. I had accidently found it when I'd gotten in a fight with Brooke over the control, and came to the beach for some comfort. In a way, I still got something out of the fight, this rock.

The only things I could hear were the blue-grey waves made, and animal noises that came from the woods. I sigh as I close my eyes and sing the lullaby, trying to get my mind off of things, and smiling at the end when it did so.

Jacob.

Bella.

Mom.

Dad.

Brooke.

Embry.

Quil.

Paul.

Jared.

Sam.

Leah.

Charlie.

Harry.

Seth.

Sue.

Billy.

Rebecca.

Rachel.

Sarah.

Old Quil.

Dad...

Images of some of the people I knew flashed through my mind, interrupting me from my day dream. My eyes flutter open as water rims my eyes, making my vision blurry. I close my eyes, and start to hum at myself, trying to calm myself once again.

Not much help because memories of my dad came.

Dad's voice telling me everything was going to be okay, that I should be afraid of meeting new kids.

Dad's deep booming laughter as I mimicked an actress I hated in front of him.

Dad's smile showing me how truly happy he was with his family.

Dad's eyes showing me he was up for some fun.

Dad's dead body inside a brown coffin, going away from me as he's buried underground, never to see sunlight, one more time, or... or...

All because of some stupid wild animal. A stupid, stupid animal.

The saddest part of it all, they never really found that animal, and it killed other people. I think that it's still alive until this day, and I swore to God that I will find that animal and kill it, fast and non-painful though. That animal left me and my family without him. I mourn for him still.

I stand up as I look at the setting sun, and my tears look like little diamonds as the remaining light hits them.

I begin to walk towards my house, passing Jacob's house on the way. I think I heard him call for me, but I ignored him. When I entered my house, I told my mom I wanted to sleep, and she didn't ask me a question, and for that I was grateful.

Entering my room, I easily spot my bed, and throw myself to it with a loud thud. I close my eyes and let my dreams come, desperately wanting to let go of reality for some time...

Instead of dreams, I got nightmares. Nightmares about my father and his death, and I vaguely see the animal, but every time I wake up, I never remember anything about it, but just that I had a nightmare. It was different today though, because I remembered some of it.

I woke up screaming for my dead father.

A/N: Good, bad, tell me in a review. Oh and the lullaby I imagined was; So the lion fell in love with the lamb, by Carter Burwell( Twilight Score and is awesome by the way)!

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