The Secret life of a Half-Vampire Imprintee and a Werewolf Imprinter

Renesmee

It has been five years since Aro threatened me and my family. I was almost grown now, and Jacob was waiting for me. I knew he was, even though he had made no moves to say so. He treated me like a baby, like a little girl. But, I knew. I was already fully developed, and I had caught him staring at me like a hot chick on the beach. And though I had all of eternity to make my move, I couldn't wait until Jacob had been sixteen for three-hundred years. I had to make my move, now.

Jacob

We had just celebrated Renesmee's fifth birthday, and I felt myself well up with sorrow. I could sense that Edward had read my thoughts of Renesmee through my mind because he shot an angry glare at me.

Yea you stupid bloodsucker, chew on this. I love her, and it's about time I make a move.

I couldn't stand it when she attended Forks high school. She was only five, with the maturity of a fifteen year old. She had found new friends and at times, boyfriends. She had come crying to me several times after heartbreaks, and I was there for her, cradling her in my arms, soothing her, and getting stained by her free-flowing tears.

But I couldn't stay away from her anymore. Though she knew of my imprinting, she only needed me as a best-friend, a protector, and a personal nanny for right now. She probably didn't want anymore. I couldn't ask anymore from her. She would have to make her move first. And I would just have to wait for as many years as I can, no matter how many centuries it took for her to realize that we were meant to be together.

I also knew that Bella would kill me if I forced myself on Nessie. She would just have to say so herself. But, I guess five is just a little too young. If she wants me, then she need only ask.

Renesmee

Of course he didn't want me, what was I thinking? He had bottle-fed me, and helped potty train me! Why would I hurt my pride if he wasn't interested? He might as well have been staring at another chick on the beach.

But…. I thought of him as something more than a best friend. His well toned body, his tall, muscular frame, he was just SEXY. I had never noticed until a week ago. Let alone, ever felt anything like that. I knew mom would kill me though, so I never bothered to mention anything, or think anything, in case dad was going to question me. But, I knew Jake and I were meant to be together. He didn't think I understood the full meaning of imprinting. Who is he kidding? I knew the meaning to that word three years ago.

My teeth made an angry growl as I saw him talking to Leah. She would be able to take him away from me in an instant. He would go flouncing away, and never think of me, like really think of me. I hated her. No matter how much of an attempt she took to like us 'bloodsuckers', she was only here to take Jake away from this place.

I couldn't take it anymore; I couldn't stand to see her convince him to leave here slowly. Even if he wouldn't listen to her, I had to get her away from him.

"Jake!" I called out.

"Hey, princess! What's going on babe?" he asked in a light manner.

"Nothing, I just thought that you would love to try grandma's new burrito recipe! She made it just for you… we know you love burritos."

"You know me well, I'm there," he said shooting an I'm sorry but burritos are really important to me look to Leah. Or maybe an I'm sorry but Renesmee wants me to do something and I'm going to do it for her look. But probably an I'm sorry but I hate you so I'm going to take Nessie's offer to get the heck away from here look.

I led him into the kitchen, where absolutely no one was, and sat him at the island. I pulled out a burrito from the oven and handed it to him. Then I climbed into his lap like I did when I was little.

"What's up Ness? You're acting strange today, is it the birthday jitters?" he asked obliviously.

"Nah, I just wanted to show you something, I've been waiting, but Leah was talking to you."

"Oh, sorry about that, show away," he said, forming a slight smile.

I pressed my hand to his hot cheek, and flashed a memory.

Flashback

It was four months ago, and Jake had taken me to my favorite movie. The one that we had seen six times already, but I couldn't stop going to. He was dropping me off at home, and we were sitting in the car in the driveway. It was so late; we could only see the outlines of ourselves.

"Okay Ness, are we done seeing this movie now?" he asked jokingly.

"Nope, not until I get sick of watching it with you."I said, smiling.

His smiled disappeared quickly.

"You're never going to get tired of that, we're going to spend all our money."

"I don't care."

He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I was so bewildered I couldn't speak.

"Alright, Nessie, go on home," he said, his smile returning.

"Kay, love you," I said getting out of the car.

"No you don't," he said softly.

I got into the car and returned his kiss, on the cheek.

"Yea, I do. You're my best friend, Jake. Of course I love you. Good night."

I got out of the car, and walked back to my house, leaving Jake looking at me until my dad appeared at the door.

Flashback ends

"Nessie, what… what does this have to do with anything."

"It's important to me. You know you didn't take me seriously back then. Even I didn't take myself seriously. But I have to give you something I should have given you when you wanted it."

"Wait! What am I waiting for? What are you doing?"

"This."

I leaned forward swiftly, and pushed my lips against his soft lips. I traced his lips and begged entry for my tongue. He was resistant at first but finally gave in, pushing the door shut with his leg and giving a slight smile. We pushed on for minutes… then something snapped in his head and he pulled away sharply.

"Nessie, I don't… I don't understand."

"You do understand… you just don't remember."

"Remember what?"

"I do…. I do love you."

Jake paused for several moments, stunned by what I just said.

"Nessie, this… it's not a good idea," he finally said.

"Why. Why would you say that?"I replied, scared for what was coming.

"You're… you're five. And, this just… I mean… you know what you're mom will do to me."

"Yea, and Jake, for your information, I have the mental capacity and physical appearance of a fifteen year old. And, you know, I'll deal with my mom… don't worry about her. Unless… you still can't get over her. What about writing, I will never give up until you die?"

"You read. My diary."

"Answer the question Jake."

"No, you know I don't love your mother anymore."

"You love me. I know you do, Jake. And I love you too."

"You love me the way I treat you. Like a sibling."

"No! You don't get it do you?"

"Get what, Ness?"

"I freaking understand the whole imprinting thing! I know what happens."

"Yeah? Well you don't need to have feelings for me out of guilt or wanting to go with what is supposed to happen. I don't want that." He replied, suddenly frustrated with me.

"Stop it, Jacob Black! I love you. And not like a brother, or a best friend. Jacob… .you."

I pressed my lips against his again, harder this time, and released a gently growl.

He pulled off bewildered, but his eyes relaxed and pulled his hands under my waist and pulled me close to him, cradling me.

"I've been waiting for you to say that," his eyes glinting with excitement.

"Then… what's the deal Jake? Kiss me for real."

Jacob

So she did love me. And she did understand the whole imprinting thing, but I couldn't do this to her. No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't stand it if I hurt her. If she accidentally got mad at me, or vice versa. She would tear away from me, or I would hurt her like Emily was hurt. And then, she would leave my life, and I wouldn't be able to go on anymore.

"Renesmee Carlie Cullen. I can't do this to you, just wait. Wait, like ten years."

"No!" she protested.

She so… had the mindset of a five year old.

I pulled her to me, embracing her close. She rested against my shoulder, her small five foot frame seeming like a toothpick in a haystack compared to my six foot seven frame.

"Jacob, what part of kiss me don't you understand."

"Renesmee, if I kiss you, I will never be able to stop."

"Then don't Jake."

My heart thumped quickly. She did want me. But what would Bella and Edward say? Even if Edward had gotten over the fact, even understood me, but Bella would rip my head off and enjoy it for breakfast. I couldn't resist anymore.

I pulled her away from me and leaned in to touch her lips with mine. I pushed my tongue into hers and she, with a wet slobbery kiss, returned my favor. One could get used to this, I thought eagerly.

"Mmm… Jake… Best. Kiss. Ever." Nessie said, pulling away from my begging lips.

"So you've had loads of experience."

"No, what the heck?"

"So you're first kiss will be the best," I said smiling my largest grin.

"Sorry babe, it's my second. Michael, he…um… yea he kissed me."

My face turned beet red.

"No, no, stop Jake. You don't have to feel embarrassed. Frankly, you're just a better kisser. I guess my mom gave you some help there," she said, smirking just a little.

"OH GOD. Is that what she told you?"

"No! I mean, I just assumed. But, Jake, why won't you be with me?"

"Baby, I can't date you. You're seriously, only five. Not to mention, I think you're mom would find me delicious for breakfast."

A tear slipped from her cheek, and my eyes went wide.

"No, no. Stop, I'm sorry. Please, don't cry." I said, trying to comfort her.

"Then, let's have our relationship be secret. No signs of affection in front of our parents, or even thinking about each other. Just kiss me every so often, so I don't forget what it's like." She said, trying to stop her tears.

"Nessie, that's actually not too bad of an idea. I wouldn't mind that, but nothing more than… kissing. I could hurt you, very, very badly."

"I know. And, when I get there, I'll be ready. But not now."

"What? No! That's… not exactly what I meant." I said, bending my head in embarrassment.

She said she would be ready for me! I didn't even know that she knew what that meant. I guess she does have the mental capacity of a fifteen year old.

"I know what you meant Jake. But, when the time comes… you… you can take it."

"Renesmee. I don't think you know what you're talking about, this conversation is over," I said, lifting her up off of me and turning, hurrying out the door.