Ok first of all this really isn't like most of the other Jake and Nessie stories. Only me and my friends no how this ends. Also could you not give me any hate reviews for leaving Eternal plz. This is a story website not a wrestling match where u yell "BOO!" like a wild monkey. So plz give this story a chance for those of u who loved Eternal, u might like this one better. It's still Jacob and Nessie. But there will probably be less of the Cullens appearances so... *shrug*

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Chapter 1: Jacob Black

Jacob's POV

My life?

Perfect I have everything. An awesome house, motorcycle and most importantly I have every single girl in the school in love with me; that's right I'm a popular bad-ass.

My dad, Billy, is some sort of psychologist. He either goes to an office or to people's houses. So basically, he helps weirdos/ retards.

Today was just my luck, I had to go with him. Why the hell did I? Because he thinks I'm selfish. Me? Selfish? Yeah right. It was a freakin' Saturday. Saturday. What popular high school senior would ruin their rep' by going to a crazy person's house?

"Jacob, are you listening to me?" Billy criticized again. Every time Billy went into talking about his job my head was always somewhere else. And he knew it.

"You already know the answer to that," I grumbled silently but I knew he could hear me. Why did he even bother asking?

"Jacob, this is serious. The poor girl almost committed suicide."

Whoa... a girl with issues, then again what girl doesn't have issues?

"So? It's not me why do I have to go?" Bad question. Sigh, here come the speech. I prepared my self for the most boring speech in the world about selflessness.

I looked out the window of our Chevrolet Captiva SUV to avoid Billy's glare. Instead of giving me his regular two-hour speech- which he pretty much gave me everyday- he was quiet.

It wasn't more than a minute until we were in front of the smallest house in the world. Ok, it wasn't that small but compared to my house it made it look like a shed.

Ha!

It was about the size of an apartment made out of wood and painted white with a small porch in the front. The top of it was painted gray.

Well, maybe I didn't have to go inside.

"Come on Jacob Black." Billy said.

Ugh! I could never catch a break with this guy!

I groaned and got out of the car, slammed the door and stomped to the door.

A lady opened it up before we could reach it. She was hot I have to say. But how did she know we were even here?

"I heard something crash," the lady explained. "Pardon my rudeness, I'm Esme Platt, formerly Cullen."

Dad walked up to her and shook her hand. Esme smiled at him sadly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Platt." Billy said. Oh so, Mrs. Platt; she was re-married. What a dumb last name.

Esme looked at me bit her lip and nodded. I nodded back politely. And he calls me selfish. Ha!

"Please come in." She opened the door to us and we walked in. The house wasn't as bad as I pictured it.

There was a small kitchen with a wooden table and chairs, four of them and a stove and a steel fridge. A plasma screen in the living room about fifty inches wide. One long couch and two recliners and a one person couch that was an air force blue color. In the middle was a medium sized wooden table. There was a small hallway that probably lead to two bedrooms and a bathroom.

"So where's Renesmee?" Renesmee? What kind of a name is that? Who came up with it anyway?

"She should be reading in her room, I'll go get her." Esme went down the hallway and I heard a door open.

"They're here." I heard her say.

"Be nice," Billy whispered to me.

I saw a girl walk around the corner of the hall. She stayed there, peaking out with one eye. The color was so beautiful.

It was like the sweetest chocolate brown that reminded me of brownies or a Hershey bar.

Her eye widened in fear when she saw us. I heard her let out a shaky breath and walk towards the kitchen and hid behind the post of it.

I noticed how soft looking her hair was. It was straight too. And a pretty copper color that was shiny.

Then I remembered something.

This girl was the one my dad was talking about. The one who almost killed herself.

But why? Why in God's name did she try and do that to herself?

"Hi," I heard Renesmee whisper or whimper in a small voice.

Dear God, even her voice was beautiful!

"Do you want to sit on the couch so I can ask you some questions?" Billy asked already seated on one of the couches, Esme was on the other couch across the small living room patting her hand on the seat next to her.

Renesmee shook her head shyly still in the kitchen. And I was standing in the middle staring like a dumbstruck idiot taking up the beauty, well okay, part of it. The other part was hidden behind the post of the kitchen.

"Alright, how about you stay there and I'll ask you questions and you'll answer?" Billy asked.

Renesmee nodded her head not saying anything. Billy got out a notepad.

"What lead you to make this decision of... suicide?" He choked on the last word.

"I..." she sighed, "I just didn't think that anyone would mind if I was gone."

Um... I THINK I WOULD MIND!, I mentally shouted at her.

Esme was shocked. Her lips were in a tight line presses together like she was trying to hold back tears.

Renesmee looked at her with hurt in her eye that was visible.

Billy was writing all of this down. Then he asked, "Why do you think that?"

It took Renesmee a while to answer, about two minutes. "Well, I just... thought that... nobody... cared."

That sentence was barely a whisper. Here's one thing I could tell about Renesmee the first second she started answering Billy's questions: she had low self confidence. Like it was crush or gone or something like that.

I held back the urge to say, Baby I care about you.

Don't call me pathetic.

"Is there another reason?" Billy questioned.

Renesmee paused before she shook her head slowly.

I didn't realize how long we were her for. About one hour. How fast can time fly by? I was probably too caught up in her beauty to hear anything. But... would I see her again? Did she go to my school? But, if she did I would know. Maybe she was home schooled.

"Oh, I'm sorry I could schedule for you longer but we have to go," Billy say sadly. I knew why. Well, probably did.

He liked Renesmee immediately, just like me. I mean who wouldn't? She was quiet and she seemed polite. Good manners and stuff. But what was she doing in this house? With her mother too. I think that the Mr. Cullen, Esme mentioned could've been Carlisle. He died by the time I was ten.

Renesmee looked about my age even though she looked nothing like Carlisle, his genes were still there in the way she looked at me. Warily, I guess. Like Dr. Cullen did.

He helped me out when I got in a car accident when I was seven with my mom. She didn't make it, I did though. I had a broken neck and sprained leg for a while so I couldn't go to school.

I remember her name was Sarah and that she had long, wavy, onyx black hair and one-of- a- kind gray eyes. She was nice and I was pretty much her favorite because I was youngest. My two older sisters were Rachel and Rebecca, twins just my luck.

They didn't stick around much around the age of nineteen when our mom died. They both went to collage and graduated. They eventually got married. Rebecca got married to a Hawaiian guy named Adam and moved to Hawaii. Rachel got Married to Paul Pondelik a Native American like us.

I forgot to mention we were from the Quileute tribe in La Push, Washington. It was always raining here . Like it was right now as my dad and I drove back home.

Renesmee lived in Forks which is a two hour drive away from La Push. I really wanted to see her again.

"Hey, Dad?"

"Yeah, Jake," he responded, focusing on the rainy and foggy road ahead.

"Are you going to see Renesmee tomorrow?"

He looked at me suspiciously as we stopped in front of a red light. "Why?" he stretched out the word.

"I don't know," I mumbled and shrugged. Liar. I don't know what happened but... it didn't feel right leaving Renesmee. Like there was a cut in my chest when I walked out the door, just after I turned my back on her.

I turned back to the window of the passenger seat. I heard my dad sigh and say that he would be visiting Renesmee tomorrow.

YES!

I smiled as we pulled up to the driveway.

I couldn't understand it but... I felt different- good- when I was around her. I felt like I was full, complete when ever I was in her presence.

I was looking forward to seeing her tomorrow. And I would try my best and give it my all to try and make her smile.

Again very sorry for the false story alert on Eternal but I just couldn't quite figure out where it went but I will try to finish it! I promise!

Sincerely,

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