A/N hey people. ummm...i havent done this before, so i dont relly know how this works, but heres my very first fanfic. tell me if its good, bad, sucks shit, or if its not worth posting the rest of it....so yeah....enjoy...hopefully

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Nessie POV

"You…you went out with my mum?" my voice was low and menacing. What the hell?! My boyfriend went out with my mother? That is just sick. I shuddered. The pure…sordidness of it was just unthinkable.

Jacob sighed.

"We didn't technically go out," he started. But I cut him off. "You loved my mother…you kissed my mother…you….ughgh," I shuddered again.

"Listen, honey," Jacob said reaching out for my hand, but I shrugged away from him. I was not touching this….this….mofo…literally.

But Jake was incorrigible, and before I knew it, his warm soft lips were at mine. My guard faltered and I felt my own lips moving with his. His tongue licked my bottom lip, and I felt him smiling, but I pulled away.

Ewww. I had just kissed pair of lips that had once been planted on my mother's.

"Nessie, listen to me, please," Jacob begged. I narrowed my eyes at him, nearly squinting. Why should I listen to him, filthy motherfucker. But I didn't say anything out loud.

I crossed my arms across my chest, tilted on my hip and cocked an eyebrow, neither refusing to listen nor telling him to continue.

"Renesmee, you are the reason I loved her."

I snorted. That was so ridiculous, I could have sworn he just made it up on the spot if I hadn't known he would never lie to me. I raised my eyebrow even higher, testing him to go on with this COCK and bull story.

"Renesmee, you were always in her. if you had never been born, I would have lived my life without an imprint. I couldn't help but love her. I was connected to your mom, because she was connected to you. Does that make any sense?" His eyebrows scrunched 2gether, frowning, confused himself with what he had just said. It was so adorable I nearly got over my anger at him. Nearly. I still didn't want to date a guy that had dated my own MOTHER.

"Ok, one thing. How, the hell was I IN mom? If you loved her for like more than two years, and I was like an egg inside her," god this was gonna get gross, "wouldn't I have only been in her system like a month before she got it goin' with dad?"

Jake smirked at this; I was just totally freaked out I had even uttered those words.

"Look, I don't know. The others, the elders, think that if Bella hadnt been with Edward, if she hadnt been pining after him, after he left, she would have been the perfect imprint for me. but as it was, she wasn't, I don't know, I guess she wasn't ready to be with me…or something. So I got you instead."

I stared at him like he'd grown a penis out of his ear. What the HELL?

"So what? You couldn't have mum, so you go for me?!" What kind of sick person was he?

Jacob started, surprised. He had to have seen this coming. Apparently not.

After the look of surprise crossed his face, one of hurt and disappointment took over.

"Ness, I know that's what it seems like, but I thought you'd get it. We, werewolves I mean, imprint for a reason. Its so we can find a soulmate, someone we can live with for the rest of our lives. We are bound to them, even if they don't want us, we have to live with them. We cant live otherwise. Ever since you were born, I was there for you. At first, I guess I was like a brother. Then we became friends, best buds. Then finally, you accepted me as your boyfriend. I've wanted you to love me like that for so long…and then you finally did. If you're gonna break it off, just coz you can't see the picture properly, fine. But, I would've expected you to get it."

He looked at me expectantly.

Shit. Ummm...

"I am so. So. So. Sorry. I didn't mean…" I mumbled. What had I done? Jake raised his eyebrows, waiting for me to continue. I couldn't explain it so I reached up touched his cheek.

Through my gift, I showed him that I did get it. I did understand. I wanted to be his soulmate. Forever. I wanted him to be my boyfriend, and one day, my husband. That I couldn't live without him. That I was angry at first, not angry but completely confused, when he first told me that he had loved my mother. But I really did get it. and I was sorry for overreacting. I told him that I knew he had a life before I was born.

He smiled at the last part, that wonderful, wonerful, beautiful smile that told me so much and meant even more, and whispered, "not much of one."

"Ummm…yea, I just have one more question," I said, as a question that I knew I had to know the answer to popped into my head.

"Yeeees?" he said stretching out the word, a smile playing at his lips. At least the happy Jake that I loved so much was back.

I took a deep breath. Here goes my dignity.

"Are you…are you like…have you….," god why is this so embarrassing? "are you… ...areyouavirgin?" I shot out quickly.

Jacob looked like I was the freakiest thing he had ever seen. His eyes were wide, and I think his mouth was only closed because his muscles had forgotten how to function. I could see his cheeks colouring. Oh my god! Even his neck was red. What had I just done to this poor poor boy? And of course, courtesy of being related to Bella, my cheeks were turning bright crimson as well. I cant believe I had just asked that.

Jake seemed to snap out of it and he bent his head down, looking at his abnormally large feet. He rubbed the back of his neck, a habit he did when he was nervous. "Um…yea um," he mumbled, "yea…yea I… am."

I looked at him. Wow. I had been bracing myself to find out something even more disturbing than finding out that my boy friend had pashed my mom, but…hey! Im not complaining.

All of a sudden I heard a burst of laughter from downstairs. Oh. My. God. Emmet. He had heard everything. I am going to die of embarrassment.

I looked at Jacob, mortified, and to my surprise, he was smirking again. Here I was, embarrassed out of my mind, and he was smirking his gorgeous head off.

"You find this funny?" I hissed at him, glowering.

"Well, no, not really, coz I'm gonna get bagged the hell out of me for being a twenty-five year old virgin…." He trailed of, chuckling.

More laughter from downstairs.

"Awww…come on, it's not that bad. Emmet's understanding…." He said, not very convincingly.

A loud bellow erupted from downstairs.

"Shut. Up. Jacob," I hissed furiously, trying to keep the volume to a bare minimum.

He grinned. "So, do I still get to be your boyfriend, despite the fact that I've seen parts of your mum even you haven't?"

My mouth fell open, and my eyes grew wide. He said what?!

"Joking, Ness. Im only joking. That parts up to your dad," he chuckled. This one has a great mouth on him does he not?

"Yes. You are. You are my boyfriend. Sorry I overreacted," I added, flashing him a sheepish smile. "And keep you little dirty remarks to yourself."

He just grinned. Grinned that stupid, breathtakingly awesome grin of his.

"Your what? Ten? You're old enough for this kind of stuff. Meh," he said dismissively, smirking again.

Yep that's me, ten years old chronologically, sixteen years old physically, and who knows how old mentally? I outsmarted Jake about eight years ago. I remembered the look on his face when he realised he had been outwitted be a two year old. Classic memories.

He reached out for me, and I let his arms snake around my waist, and I slung my own around his shoulders. My head was level with his chest; such a pity his shirt was on or I would have been setting my eyes on a glorious sight, but dad made Jake promise he'd be fully clothed when he was alone with me. Of course, that rule had been breached many a time, but no one knew about that. I enjoyed a private chuckle at that.

"What's so funny?" Jake breathed. Oh, god, does he have to speak like that?

"Umm...nothing," I said. If I told him, his shirt would definitely come off, and things were already embarrassing enough as it is with Emmet downstairs.

"Okay, don't tell me. I get more time to do this," he said, grinning down at me, eyeing my lips.