Title: Endlessly She Said

Author: Seph Meadowes

Rating: T (just to be safe)

Category: Books – Twilight

Pairing: EJ/Renesmee, some slight Jacob/Renesmee

Warning/s: Incest, some language, lots of smoking.

Summary: "We shouldn't have done that." Her eyes glittered with danger. "I think it's too late for that."


Renesmee hated cigarette smoke, the smell, the ashy taste that stuck in your mouth and how the smoke stuck to clothes and skin like invisible vapor. She hated the way smoke clouded around EJ, stark against the air, warm and repugnant. She hated how EJ kept smoking, totally content and uncaring about his health because what can't kill you…

She scowled and swatted the smoke away from her face as she sat down in front of him at the table. The grandfather clock is ticking in the corner while the rest of their family is either out hunting or watching something on television. EJ took the time to smoke. This irritated Renesmee somewhat as if her twin could do nothing more productive than trying to destroy his indestructible lungs.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping, little girl?" He asked her before he took another long drag, she stared at the embers before narrowing her eyes at him and scowling at his remark. They were born at the same time. He was no older than her.

"I'm not sleepy, thank you very much." She spat out, swatting away the smoke he puffed in her face again.

"You should really go to bed." He just said, totally unconcerned as he lay back on his chair and blew out smoke rings. She stared at them before getting up and stomping up the stairs, each loud step was for him and his arrogance. She took a peek at his mop of dark hair before turning towards her room.


Renesmee's about to go shopping with Aunt Alice when it happened. She's trying to find that top she liked so much, the striped one she bought last month when EJ called out for her to make it quick as their aunt was waiting and she was taking so damn long.

"Just a minute!" She shouted back, looking through her drawers for her top. She scowled in her hurry, going through her closet before finally finding what she was looking for. She quickly changes her shirt before turning to the mirror to check her reflection. She gasped in shock as EJ's reflection from the doorway greeted her.

"How long have you been standing there?" She asked, demanding.

He merely blinked liquid eyes at her before leaving.


Renesmee's in her bathing suit about to go for a swim when she helped her grandmother with preparation of a picnic. The basket is mostly for her, EJ and Jacob but it didn't deter Esme in the least. They set the picnic blanket out with all the food as their family swims about. Jacob made cannon balls and EJ backstroked his way to the length of the pond.

Jacob called out for her to get in and she toed the cool water reluctantly before slowly getting in. It's cold against her warm skin and she yelped as Jacob splashed water in her face.

"Catch me if you can, Ness!" He yelled at her before swimming away. She scowled and didn't follow, not wanting to let him egg her on. He continued to get her to come after him but she refused to give in, not wanting to let him win with his childishness.

"Not in the mood to play, Ren?" EJ asked her from behind before he pulled her underwater. She resurfaced, gasping for air when he pecked her on the cheek, her cheeks flushing as he laughed.

"Lighten up, sis!" He told her and before she knew it she was smiling.


"How about a dance?" Jacob asked her, hand offered towards her as her dad played the piano.

She rolled her eyes but agreed and they joined the other couples on the dance floor. Carlisle and Esme, Jasper and Alice, even Emmett and Rosalie, her mom was sitting beside her dad at the piano- the perfect couples all together.

She bowed her head to keep from looking into Jacob's dark eyes. There was something weird about dancing with him while everyone else was with their special someone's. She knew they were imprinted and were destined for each other but...

She didn't know. It was just weird.

"What's wrong?" Jacob asked as he twirled her and then pulling her closer.

"Nothing," She replied. "It's just a little weird."

"What is?"

"This," She admitted, sheepishly. "I know I'm your imprint and all but it's just…"

"Too soon?" He suggested and she nodded. "It's okay, you know. I get it. You're still a kid and even if you never see me that way…It's okay."

She nodded and was grateful for his understanding. She pulled away and he obliged, letting her go outside without concern. EJ followed her and stood beside her quietly as they stared out at the dark landscape before them.

She braved to speak after a moment, not able to take the silence anymore. "So,"

"So what?" He said back, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. She scowled as the smoke hit her in the face.

"I hate it when you do that," She coughed, waving the smoke out of her face.

"I know," He just said, smirking and the silence resumed.


It all boiled down to this moment, this iridescent, terrible, wonderful moment. It'd been building up for years from the first moment they were born into existence. It was all a build up to this unforgettable moment.

He's smoking again for the hundredth time and she got so annoyed, she reached up and snatched the cigarette from his lips, smiling when he looked at her in shock and disbelief.

"Give it back!" He exclaimed, trying to get it back from her but she danced out of his way, cackling in her mirth.

"No!" Mockingly, she raised the fag to her lips and sucked in smoke. She came out coughing and dizzy from the nicotine. "How…How do you stand this?" She sputtered.

She handed the cig back to him and he rolled his eyes. "You get used to it." He took another long drag and watched as her eyes danced with the embers reflecting in her eyes. It made him think of thoughts that weren't appropriate. There were some things he shouldn't think about his sister. Like she was beautiful, absolutely gorgeous and he wanted to touch her so much but he couldn't.

She smiled as If in a trance and moved closer to him, not breaking eye contact. He's so lost in the haze of her brown eyes that he didn't notice the feel of her lips on his until he's groaning into the kiss and pulling her closer. She tasted of smoke and something sweet and she gasped and moaned and made all these wonderful little noises until he pulled away.

"We shouldn't have done that."

Her eyes glittered with danger. "I think it's too late for that."


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