Chapter One: Innocence
Slowly, the mahogany-haired teenager blew warm breath out and closed her mouth. Out of boredom, she wanted to see how long her lungs could go without fresh oxygen.
Renesmee Cullen is a 15-year-old-teenage girl, with a stubborn and headstrong personality. The kind of girl that acts like nothing can hurt her, but in reality her little act is one of the best. Honestly most things bother her, and she spends most of her time alone bottleing up the tears or accidently letting one or two out. Naive, is the word most of the people Renesmee's ever meet will tell you. Most of her life, she's been wound so tight so lately she's been partaking in rebelious activites; like smoking and coming home late at night, as a way to shove her matureaity level in her parents face. On top of all of that, she is a half-human, half-vampire with a full vampire family and a secret love for her best friend who is a shapeshifter.
Her consentraition was broke when the farmiliar warm-wood-musk sent entered the room. "What the hell kid, way to kill a perfectly good test" she exaggerated, before turning around to see his face.
The hybrid's eyes traced up from his bare feet, to the cut-off shorts that were barely there, to the naked chest that made her swoon, to the hard defind cheekbones, to the prefound smirk that domonaited most of his feautures, to thoses bright beautiful wood-colored eyes and scruffled black-as-night hair.
"If you didn't set those cancer sticks on fire in your mouth, you wouldn't have to do these stupid tests to see if it's effecting your perfect health" he redundently threw back at her. "Hmm, you think so?" she teased.
He sat next to her on the bright yellow sofa, as she layed her feet on his lap. Her lips curled up into a smile as she put her head back on the headrest and closed her eyes, trying the clear the guilty imagies of the man's arms wrapped around her in an embrace.
"I do, and maybe if you didn't always focus your attention on trying to see what shock your parents more, we could spend more time together" he added the last part in, due to the fact that the every day meeting between the two bestfriends, had been thrown in the trash to keep up with the recklace behavior.
"Fine, dearest-needy, I promise from now on not to get sidetracked in my extracricular activites and put more time into our ridculous friendship" she watched as the smile formed on the face of Jacob Black, and not reach his eyes. The word 'ridculous' was probally circling in his head, hurting his fragile heart. Before she had time enough to re-open her mouth to apologize, he had already stared talking.
"Sure, sure" his mecanical answer to everything. He took a deep breath and began to tickle the young teen. Giggles continued to pass through her lips until her voice loudly squeeked "Mercyyy" through the girl-ish laugh. The teenager's body was curl up onto the Black's lap, legs strung across his, his hands resting losely around her hips.
Silence filled the room for a few moments, as the hybrid's and the werewolf's eyes locked on eachother. These were the moments Renesmee treasured. When she thought of telling him of the overruling affection she had for him, but had a case of cotton-mouth everytime she parted her heart-shaped lips to reveil the truth.
"Gosh, Ness, I missed you" he mumbled under his deep manly tone.
The russlet-tan forehead pressed to the ivory skin of hers. His warm skin pressed to her's made her shiver, she loved the way it felt. He made her feel like she was floating in a warm bath of musk. The butterflies that took to home in her stomache began to flutter wildly. Everything about him made her wish that he was hers. Her chocolate eyes closed as she inhaled his sent. His mouth breathed into hers. It never failed to amaze her how someone could take in tobacco smoke and have the nerve to smoke around her cop-grandparent, but couldn't kiss, the person who knew her like the back of his hand, on the lips.
"Likewise" she whispered back, opening her eyes as a giddy smirk made it's presense on the girl's mouth. "Ha. Ha. Ha.." Jacob's deep tone took on light fake laughter for a moment.
There eyes locked again, and a deep yearning in the back of her throat affected the half-vampire enough to jump up from this highly-intreging position in which she was in. The hybrid didn't hunt much, but she hadn't touched blood in over two months as a way to put her parents on edge. Now she was on edge.
He laughed, knowing the reason she had got up from his warm comfortable seat. "You know, your parents think this new behavior has something to do with my influence on you. That rumor should really be set straight. Plus the only influence I have over you is a good one" he suggested.
Nodding, Renesmee rolled her eyes and snatched up the large unkept hand of her bestfriend and pulled him up. Then she proceded to walk out her door and, down the wallway. Slightly turning her head to make sure the footsteps behind her were Jacob's, smiling when he rolled his eyes at her. As she was glazeing upon her werewolf's face, she missed the stairs and triped down them, tumbling into her back.
"Ow" she whined, picking up her head. Jacob reached out his hand to her, trying to help her up. As she flung her head forward, she started laughing at herself. "Did you-did you," she paused to place her hand on her stomache as she giggled ",see that?"
The 20-year-old began to laugh with her. "Come on silly" he rolled his eyes as he insisted she take his hand to help her to her feet. Lifting her body up with the help of his strong hand, she smiled as her tiny feet danced across the floor toward the kitchen, and more important, the refridgerator. Swinging the door open, she pulled out the pitcher of chilled 'fake blood'.
Carlisle had a new obsession; creating full-proof hybrid creations. This 'fake blood' wasn't really fake, it had a splash of lion blood mixed with water, sugar, and flood coloring. Renesmee called it 'blood punch'. Carlisle was currently working on 'blood popsicles'.
Finding a glass, she poured the drink into the container, closed her eyes and slipped it down like candy. As she set the glass down, she wiped her mouth with her hand and looked at Jacob, who was observing her, with one eyebrow raised. "What?" she questioned, hinting at a little sense of self-assurence.
"Wouldn't you rather just go kill something?" he answered with a question, "It just seems like a waste of time"
Rolling her eyes, Renesmee spoted Carlisle in the living room. "I think spending time hunting is a waste when you have a smart and adoring grandfather whom enjoys creating smi-normal things for him half-human granddaughter"
Shrugging, Jacob stared at the 15-year-old. Gulping air, she looked away from his glaze uncomfortably. Looking at the keys dash infront of her, she grabbed one of them and placed her finger over her lips toward Jacob.
Quietly, she started to tip-toed down to the garage. "Now, now miss Renesmee, what shall I tell your father" Carlisle asked the brown-eyed teenager. Smiling at Jacob as she turned around, "You can go ahead and tell him that his daughter is a darn good driver and he has absolutly no reason to worry because Jacob Black is with her". The sentance was totally cliche, knowing her father did not trust Jacob with his daugher, and Renesmee was far from a 'good' driver.
Giggleing the hybrid took her bestfriends hand and ran down the stairs. Clicking Alice's Porshe to unlock it, she slid into the diver's seat. She started up the car and pulled it out of the driveway.
Still laughing, she turned to Jacob who was looking at her intensely. Tucking her curly mahogany hair behind her ear, she headed for the cliffs.
Siting on the rocks at the edge of the cliff, both the hybrid and the shapeshifter fell silent. This happened sometimes, when Renesmee made it akward between the two of them. Lately it had happened often. They fought a lot too. About Renesmee's behavior and the choices she makes. Currently like today they fought about imprinting. Renesmee thought once Jacob imprints, he'll leave her and their friendship will fall to ashes.
"I just-I-...I don't want you to leave me" she whispered, the tears forming in her eyes. Renesmee didn't show emotions much, but around Jacob, she couldn't hide them. It was efforless for her.
Sighing, Jacob pulled the tiny girl into his arms. He took his hands and ran them through her hair softly. "Ness, I will never leave you" he assured her.
Pulling away from him, she wiped the drops from her eyes. "You say that now. And I know you want to mean it, but let's face it. What about what happened with Sam and Leah? You won't mean too. It will just happen" she argued.
"Ness, it won't happen. You and me. Were diffrent." he looked at her, his eyes sad.
Looking at her feet, she tried to hide her face from him. "I..it's not like I don't want you to be happy-it's just that-I just-I don't know what I'd do without you. And I know it's self-ish, and I hate myself for saying it. It's not fair to you. But..I-I want you all to myself. I'm sorry. I need you Jacob"
Thinking to herself, she tried to remind herself of how the conversation should have gone. 'And I love you, more than anything. If you imprint on some mind-less bimbo, you'll love her. Not me. You'll never love me. And I'm being arrogant and selfish but I cannot leave without you, your my bestfriend, my I-get-you person, my listener, my love. My heart would break into a million pieces if you left me. I would die without you'
Maybe her mind was exaggerating, maybe it wasn't. Nope, it couldn't be. She would tell him how much she needed him, but it'd be too hard to stop herself from telling him of her love for him. And it was selfish, it was the most selfish thing about her. She should be happy for him if he imprinted. Sometimes, Renesmee secretly wishes Jacob had imprinted on her. 'It would make everything so much easier.'
The warm-blooded werewolf took her hands in one of his oversized palms and placed his other hand under her chin, forceing her to look at him. "Your not being unfair to me Ness, I am happy. I'm happy with just you. I don't need anyone else. It's not self-ish. I don't want anyone else. I need you" he reassure her. Wiping the tears from her face, he tried to get her to smile. Pulling one of her hands up with one of his, he intertwined them.
"You think too much" he mumbled kissing her fingertips. "Your young, you shouldn't have so much on your mind. Just be young, Renesmee. I want to see you dance and play and be naive, be innocent, be stupid"
'I don't think too much. And I am naive. Haven't you meet me. This is ridiculous. STOP KISSING MY SKIN! Can't you see what your doing to me? Oh great now I can't think, big help mr. bestfriend. Oh why can't you just see? Why can't you just love me back?'
A little 'humph' came out of her lips. "Do you have any suggestions?"
"Yeah, I do. We are up here at the cliff. We use to jump off all the time" Jacob lifted his eyebrow, picking her up off the ground.
The water was dark, pitch black acctually. Rolling waves crashed up against the swollen rocks. It was almost magestic, they way the water just folded into the side of the ridged rocks. Like magnets coming together. Like two lover's bodies coming together. Unbreakable forces becoming one.
"It's dark, is it safe?" she asked, looking down at the pitch black water.
"I said be young, not be a baby" he laughed at her.
Sticking her tounge out at him, she kicked off her shoes and threw her jacket on the ground.
He took her hand in his, and smiled at her. Jacob was all she needed, all she would ever need. He was her bestfriend, her secret love, her personal sun, her space heater, her easy as breathing, her Jacob. Hand in hand, the half-vampire-half-human and the shapeshifter jumped off the cliff into the chilly night waters.