Authors Note: This story is from Jacob's point of view about a 'play date' that he takes Renesmee on. It's just a bit of fun, and I hope you enjoy it :) Please review xx
Of course, I do not own Twilight. That would just be too awesome!
I stood outside as I waited for Renesmee. I could smell the leeches - it was so uncomfortable. The bloodsucker, Edward, well… he was okay, annoying, but nice enough and he didn't like me much. Still. Every moment that Nessie grew, I could tell he was worried about what I'd do, how I'd act as she… as she developed.
I wasn't. She was Nessie, my Nessie. I loved her, but I wasn't in love with her.
Bloodsucker should know that – god, he spent enough time in my head to know that's what I thought. But he was too arrogant to pay attention to the bits I didn't mind him knowing.
Why, oh why did I have to imprint on Edwards offspring?
When Nessie came out, her sweet golden curls in pig tails and her sweet pretty pink dress, with white socks and black shoes – that was why. She was so beautiful, and so clever, and so funny. Darn it, she was only three years old, but of course she was mentally and physically about seven. I don't know. What do seven year old girls look like? God knows, I never used to like kids.
"Jakey!" She squealed as she saw me. She ran to hug me, her warm skin against mine.
"Look after her." Edward said firmly as he watched us.
"Sure, sure." I agreed when Bella came to stand next to him.
"Come on, Jake, you promised you take me to the beach!" Nessie squealed impatiently.
"Sorry, Bells. I'll speak to you later. I'll bring her back about seven." I said. "Now, how do we want to do this?" I asked Nessie, bending down to talk to her. "Shall we run, or do you want to get on my back?" A huge grin spread across her face. God, she looked so much like Bella when she smiled, and those god damn eyes. So beautiful.
"Stand back then, Nessie." I warned. I watched her cautiously run backwards, a lot more than necessary – she knew the routine. I made sure she was well out of the way before I phased. I'd kill myself if I hurt her like Sam did to Emily. Luckily, I'd have a pre-warning as to what if felt like; I had to listen to Sam's regrets every day...
I took my shirt off, and chucked it at her. She caught it gracefully; something Bella had never been able to do. Edward growled, but I ignored him. If he was so god damn paranoid then he should put his interfering nose into my head, like he usually does, and see I meant nothing by stripping off. Better now that having to walk around later half naked because I'd ripped it all!
I phased.
I tugged my head to the side. Nessie knew what it meant; she ran over and climbed onto my back, tugging at my fur to help her. And then I ran.
"Faster, Jake, faster!" Nessie squealed from above me, gripping my fur tightly. It didn't hurt; it felt nice, almost like a human's response to a massage. I picked up speed, anything to please Nessie, and I ran, my legs on fire.
LaPush beach was empty; then again it rarely had people on. Nessie climbed off my back and stood back, her little white cardigan flapping in the wind. I cursed Alice for putting her in something so pretty and sweet. God, everyone knew she came home dirty when she'd been out with me; hunting, swimming, rolling around. They didn't nickname me 'dog' for nothing.
I phased back, and Nessie handed me my shirt and my shorts which I put on. It didn't feel right walking round half naked with a seven year old… God, actually it was a three year old. How wrong it was.
"What are we gonna do Jake? Can we build something? Like a sandcastle?" She gasped at her sudden idea. "I could be the princess and you could be a prince and we could pretend that we lived in the castle that we build." Nessie said enthusiastically. She had such a big imagination – then again, she lived in such a messed up world, she had to.
"Sure Nessie. Which bit do you wanna build?" I asked.
"I want to build the part where the princess gets locked up in, so then you can come rescue me." She said. Her eyes were shining, her beautiful, big, brown eyes. They swallowed me up, whole.
"Sure, okay. Well, let's start. And then we can put that river thing around it,.. you know which bit I mean?" I asked. I'd never been the one for princess and fairy crap – now I only knew what I'd learnt in the past three years. I was getting better, that was true, but I didn't know the names for it. Geez, that was too much.
"Okay!" Nessie agreed. She started working, and for a bit, I just watched her. Her dress had dirtied a bit, with the wet sand sticking to the front of it and her shoes were scuffed. The cute pigtails had fallen out so her hair was blowing freely with each puff of the wind.
"Are you going to help me, Jake? Because we can do something else if you don't wanna play." She asked, worried that I'd not liked the game she's suggested for us.
"Course not, Ness, I was just thinking where to put the river." I lied. Nessie just shrugged and carried on. I helped her, digging up big chunks of sand with my huge hands; they looked even bigger next to her small pale ones. She looked breakable, but I knew she wasn't. She was Bella's daughter, and after all Bella had been through and lived - well kind of – I knew Nessie was a survivor too. She had the entire vampire protection thing aswell.
I shaped it with my hands, and by the time we'd finished, it looked pretty darn good. Nessie then helped me with the river thingy, and she didn't tell me what it was called. I walked round the edge, my foot making a valley-shaped line round the edge of the castle. We had to run back to my house to get a cup, so we could carry the water from the sea to the hole. But that only took a minute. I phased quickly, and before we knew it, we were back with a perfect castle and water feature.
"Its pretty, isn't it Jake?" She said, wanting my opinion.
"It is. And you're the pretty princess that sits in that tower." I murmured. If only it were that simple, I thought. Yeah, sure, I could be a prince. She was already a princess.
I felt her soft hand touch my face. My head was filled with the fairytale I recognized to be Cinderella, the glass slipper and Prince Charming.
God, I wasn't Prince Charming. A prince, sure, maybe, but Prince Charming? Manners weren't my best quality… Nessie's hand pulled away, and she frowned, her lips pouted dramatically.
"Mummy says I can be anything I want to be." She said matter-of-factly. Yup, except human, I thought but definately didn't say.
"Of course you can. You can be a princess." I agreed. "How about we make it a bit different? Instead of a castle, how about…" I thought for a minute. If I was gonna do this, it'd have to be good. Nessie took some impressing. "how about… a tree house?" I suggested, disappointed by my pathetic idea.
"Yeah!" She agreed, surprising me. Okay, I could do this. I held out my hand, which she took gently. She was always so careful around me, like she had to be with everyone else, like Charlie. Oh… Charlie was the only one she did have to be careful around. This really was one messed up world, and this little girl would never be normal. We made our way into the forest, a place I knew inside out.
"Which tree looks good to you?" I asked, waiting for the approval of her majesty before I started.
"But none of them have houses in." She complained her face a crinkled canvas as she pulled a face.
"Well, no. But we're gonna make one - like we built the castle." Her face lit up, and she dropped my hand pointing up at a big tree with lots of branches sticking out of it. Its leaves were kinda pretty, different shades of orange and red reflecting the season.
"Perfect choice." I smiled. "Come on then, Ness. I need some wood." I looked around. I could pull down a tree, strip the wood from that, I thought. Nessie could help me; she was ridiculously strong for such a small thing.
I pulled at a smallish tree, yanking it up from its roots. It fell with a thud and Nessie squealed happily.
The wood from the tree came of in strips, and I kept asking Nessie to pull it hard. She didn't disappoint, and I carried the wood planks up to the second highest branch. I didn't want to get slaughtered by Edward, or Bella, by building it too high up, but this wasn't an ordinary girl. She would have been bored instantly if she could have jumped into the house…
I'd had to run back to my house, yet again, to get some tools from my garage. Just simple things like bolts and nails so it would be secure. Nessie came with me; I wouldn't leave her on her own.
It took about an hour to make, and Nessie got up there easily. I sat with her. It was small, and the wood was a bit rough, but nothing that would damage either Nessie's or my skin. It didn't have a roof, but it did have sides to it, and was big enough to fit both Nessie, myself and probably another person, like Alice – she's small.
"Jake?" Nessie whispered as she cuddled next to me. She was shivering a little bit, but I had my arms wrapped around her. It wouldn't take long for her to warm up.
"Yeah?"
"Can this be our special place? Can it be our secret?" She asked, looking up at me with her brown eyes. Her long lashes blinked quickly.
"Sure, I guess."
"I love you, Jake." She said, as she snuggled back into my bare chest (it was warmer for her without the clothes).
"I love you too, Ness." I said finally, after thinking whether this was the right response. It was. I couldn't lie, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't love her. She was my world. My very existence, but in a completely different way than Sam and Emily…
Nessie began talking to me about the story that Edward had read to her the other night, the one about Cinderella. I assumed this was where the princess idea had come from. She talked about Rosalie who had shouted at Emmett because he had broken her favourite bag, and how Carlisle had taken her to a hospital the other day because she'd wondered where he went during the day.
"Ness, your mum is gonna kill me. Look at the state of you!" I said, noticing the tear in her dress and the leaves in her hair.
"Not mummy, she doesn't mind. It's Auntie Alice that will kill you." She smiled innocently. I laughed a bit - I wouldn't put it past Alice either; she was small but so god damn lethal. And annoying.
Nessie's conversation slowed, and then stopped. I looked down at her; she was sleeping, her quick breaths making her chest rise and fall steadily. I sighed as I watched her mouth open.
It was dark now, and I knew it would soon be time to take her back. God dammit. I hated this time. Handing her back over, it was so hard. It felt like she was a toy, and I'd finished with her for the day. I'd sleep over if Edward would let me, but he always thought it too inappropriate. Don't know why – I remember when the 'vampire kings' with a weird unpronouncable name were coming and then he didn't mind me. I was going to run away with Nessie to keep her safe. He didn't mind then. So bloody temperamental; you should never trust a bloodsucker. Nessie didn't count because she was half-human.
"Nessie," I whispered. "I'm gonna take you home now, don't worry," just in case she was going to wake up and be scared. She didn't. I lifted her carefully, scooping her up and holding her close to my chest. I jumped from the tree house and landed quietly next to it. I walked slowly back to the Cullen house, almost dragging my feet. The only bit I loved about taking her back was that she smelt like me. Everyone complained that she smelt of 'dog' but that just proved she'd spent all day with me.
"That's right, take your time!" Bella called, standing with her hands on her hips, a smile identical to Nessie's on her face, in the opening of the trees.
"She fell asleep." I said, hoping that would excuse my lateness.
"I can see that." She sighed. "Edward isn't happy." She said, taking Nessie from my arms into her own. I couldn't resist, she was Bella's daughter.
"What's up with him now?" I asked, annoyed.
"Well, first off, you don't have a t-shirt on."
"She got cold!" I interrupted, defending myself.
"And secondly," Bella continued, "you're late." She started walking back towards the house where I saw through the big glass wall the Cullen family sitting around the TV, doing various crappy things like watering the plants, or playing a game of cards.
"By how long?" I asked. I sounded like a little kid asking for a longer curfew. Not the nineteen year old that I was.
"Half an hour." Bella answered simply.
"Are you annoyed too?" If Bella was annoyed, thats when I was in trouble. I didnt really care what Edward thought... "I didn't have a watch, you can't blame me! She's safe. She had fun." I replied, raising my voice. What a way to end the day.
"Im not annoyed. And you should buy a watch." She suggested, turning round to smile at me.
"Oh yes. Of course. A werewolf with a watch? Hold on a minute, please, just before I phase, I need to take off my watch. Its expensive you know." I said sarcastically, scowling. Bella entered the house but I stopped.
"Can I come in?" I asked on the doorstep.
"Jacob Black with manners? Well that's a first." Bella teased. I looked at the family sitting round. Esme was up straight away – how I hated her need to be motherly, she made me feel guilty. Edward was staring at me. "Sure, come in." she added, when she realised I was actually waiting for an answer.
"Sup Blondie?" I called across to Rosalie. She hated the name, her face said it all. I would have stopped, but her reaction was just what I needed when I felt like crap.
"Evening, dog." She hissed.
"You're late, Jake." Edward said, like a father who's daughter had just got back from a date.
"A date?" Edward growled, reading my thoughts.
"Get outta my head!" I moaned. "You pick a fine time to poke your nose in, don't you?"
His gaze didn't lower. "Yeah, why not? A date, but only a play date. She's two for god's sakes."
"I know that, but do you?" He muttered, before turning away.
"Oh my goodness!" I heard Alice shriek; her voice was so high, she actually hurt my ears! "What on earth have you done to her Jacob Black? She looks like she's been rolling around in the forest!" Her face was a picture.
"She has been rolling around the forest, actually." I agreed, smiling. Bella was smiling too, although she was trying to hide it. "Same time tomorrow then?" I chuckled before turning around and walking out the door. Just before I phased, I waved cheerfully through the glass wall at the family that I had, oh so successfully, annoyed.
I'd really appreciate it if you could review - all feedback is welcome.
I found it quite difficult writing from Jacob's point of view; I was originally going to write it from Renesmee's point of view, but I thought she was too young. Have I done it right? Any changes I should make? Jacob is a really complex character...
I am also wondering about writing some more chapters about other outings that Jacob could take Nessie on. What do you think to this? Would you like to read more? Let me know with your reviews :)
Thank you for reading :) xx