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Summary: Renesmee caught Jake downstairs with Kate - she told him everything is off.
Northern Lights
When I woke up the other side of the bed was cold. I jumped out of our bed and rushed downstairs to find my future husband fucking a woman with medium blonde hair. He had her on all fours. I just watched for a minute or two before I started to yell at them, especially Jake. Both of them stop and looked up at me. Jake quickly pulled up his pants before he walked over to me. I just stopped him before he was an arm's length away from me.
"Nessie, please don't get pissed at me," he begged as he tried to reach for me.
"No, I want to break off the engagement; if you wanted to fuck that bimbo - you really didn't want to marry me," I snapped as I threw her clothes at her.
"Let me explain,Honey," he mumbled as he tried to grab my arm.
"I don't need your explanations." I walked into the kitchen to cry.
I could hear him telling her to go back so he could try and talk to me. I had to look twice, because I thought it was Kate, Tanya's sister. What the fuck is he doing with his assistant in our house - am I not good in bed?
I walked to the kitchen table with Jack Daniels and one glass for myself. About ten minutes later he walked in and pulled out a chair - then he sat next to me.
"Renesmee, I am very - I should have told you," he reached for my hand.
"Tell me what exactly!" I yelled.
"Well lately you fell asleep early and I have needs," he muttered as he squeezed my hand.
"NO, it's over I'll be out of the house before lunch - it's over," I cried as I got up and ran into our room to pack. I can't believe he did this to me a few weeks before our wedding.
Before I started to pack I took off my ring and placed it on the dresser, then I packed my things and called Paul to come get me.
He never came in the room while I packed - that showed me that he doesn't love me anymore. Once I finished packing, I walked downstairs and out the door; there was Paul waiting for never stopped me either. I hopped in his car and we were off to his house since my parents were away. I do like Paul.