Hey readers,
BTW this is my first story. I take criticism, but be nice please.
Also thoughts are italicized.
Love or hate me,
Lizzzardd
Chapter 1 –
Jacob's POV
I woke up to the sound of my name and glanced quickly at the clock. 3: 27 AM. I turn to face whoever had uttered my name. That's weird. I thought to myself. There's no one here but Nessie.
I soon realized that she must have been talking in her sleep; an ever so lovely trait she had inherited from her mother. I sighed to myself as I watched her chest moving rhythmically. My Nessie, my baby. Wait, where did that come from? She is my best friend, nothing more. Yet. My passion for her argued back to me.
An irritated growl erupted from downstairs that make the whole house shake. Nessie woke up suddenly probably wondering why he dad was acting like that. Crap, crap Edward will kill me.
"Jake?" She muttered in her dazzling voice, a vampire-ish trait she acquired at birth.
"Yes, Nes?" I whispered back, even though I knew everyone in the house could hear me with their supernatural vampire hearing.
"Can you stay with me until Daddy calms down?" she asked now fully awake.
"I wish I could but I gotta split" I replied, swallowing the lump in my throat before I let my feelings get the best of me.
When I jumped, well more like shot through the window, I smirked when I heard Nessie gasp in amazement. I hit the ground and left two huge dents in the grass. Esme will get me for that later. I thought to myself.
"No she will forgive you mongrel, but I may not." Edward said
Whoa. I spun around and no surprise Edward was standing there, breathing down my neck…Well if he could breathe he would have been.
"Okay, Chill out." I said, attempting to save my life.
"No, I don't really think I will "chill out". Renesmee is my daughter and if you hurt her…
"Edward, do you really think I would hurt her, she is my imprint. I would die for her." I interrupted
Yup, here comes the slaughtering. I thought for sure that he was going to murder me. I could see the murderous gleam in his eyes. I could barely control my emotions; my instincts were telling me to phase.
When he heard my thoughts, his face softened, and I took control over my instincts.
"Go home, Jacob. And remember there will be boundaries now." Edward warned
"Edward, we did not do anything!" I said in a booming voice.
Edward glanced up toward Renesmee's bedroom window, and I saw the curtains swaying. Oh man, how much of our conservation did she hear? I thought rhetorically to myself.
"Everything"Edward said responding to my question.
Great! Now how am I going to explain imprinting to a 7 year old girl, who thinks I love her only as a sister?