Hi, this is my first fan fiction, so please be optimistic. Disclaimer: All characters and pre-existing story line belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
Here I am on another "date" with Jacob Black on the reservation listening to his father, Billy, talk about the Quileute legends. Again. I honestly don't understand why my mom makes me do this every month. In case anyone is confused, here's my story.
My name's Renesmee Cullen and I'm a half-human half-vampire hybrid. My parents are Edward and Bella Cullen. My dad is a vampire and my mom was a human when she gave birth to me, but dad was able to somehow get his venom in her in time to save her life. Jacob Black is an old friend of my moms and I'm his imprint. At first, mom was SO angry about the imprint that she could've killed him. But then, something happened, and I don't know what, but she got used to it. So much, that she's actually ecstatic about it. So every month, she makes me come to the meetings to listen to Billy talk about the legends (not that I wouldn't come anyway) as Jake's "date". She even sets up dinner dates for us on other days of the week. I've tried to tell her that I don't like Jake like that, but she just won't listen. God, sometimes she is just SO irritating.
Speaking of irritating, that brings me to my dad, Edward. Like me, he has a special ability. He can read minds. He's always invading my mind and listening to my thoughts. I love them both to death, I really do, but they just won't give me my space.
"Nessie, are you okay?" Jake's question brought me out of my thoughts, as I realized the meeting was over. "Yeah, I'm okay, I was just thinking about something."
"Okay, good."
As he's reassured that nothing is wrong with me, he gives me his signature, "dream teeth" smile, and then, the guilt trip kicks in. Like I said before, I don't love Jake like a boyfriend or future husband, just as my best friend or a big brother. It makes me feel horrible because I know he loves me, and I don't want to hurt him like my mom did. Man my life is a huge mess.
And then Jake asks me, "Nessie, what's wrong?", which is the moment I realize I'm tearing up.
"No, um, Jake could we go down to the beach for a second? I really need to talk to you."
"Of course"
I've got to think of something to say to him, and quick. I don't want to hurt his feelings, I just need him to know the truth. The problem with being deep in thought, is before you know it, you've arrived at your destination.
Well, here goes nothing. "Jake, I love you. You know I do, but I you need to understand that I only love you like you're my big brother. And this is really hard for me because I know you want me to be with you and my mom wants me to be with you, but I just can't." As I kept rambling and crying and looking like and idiot, Jake pulled me into his arms.
"Nessie, listen to me. You don't HAVE to be in that type of relationship with me."
"I don't?"
"No. The way the imprint works is I'll be anything you need, not the other way around."
"But I thought you were in love with me."
"I do love you, but I'm not going to force you to be in a relationship with me if that's not what you want."
Wow, I wasn't expecting that. I thought he was going to get mad or something.
As I pulled away from him and dried my eyes he asked me, "So Nessie, are we okay?"
"Yeah. I feel like a huge weight just got lifted off of my shoulders."
"Okay, good. Come on, I'll drive you home now."
As we walked back to his car I breathed a HUGE sigh of relief. I didn't know up until now how good I would feel knowing that Jake and I could just be friends without either one of our feelings getting hurt.
"Hey Jake, do you think you could try to explain this whole thing to my mom?"
"Why? Haven't you?"
"Yeah, but she won't listen to me. She thinks I'm going through some weird phase and that I'll just grow out of it and learn to love you."
"Well, I'll try, but she's never really listened to me either. I'll talk to her about it tomorrow."
"Yeah, I know, thanks Jake." Now I've got to worry about how mom's going to react. My life just keeps getting better and better.