And here is chapter 2!
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Chapter 2 - Suicide Mission
No matter what I thought, how much I attempted to control it, my leg wouldn't stop shaking. Renesmee tried on several occasions to hold it down, sometimes even using her extra strength, but it was a futile battle.
We were seated on the light green love seat across from the large, plush couch in Bella and Edward's home. When Renesmee was four, we had to relocate from Forks. Bella was devastated, but Charlie promised to visit in our new home in Canada. I lived in a small house minutes away, while Edward, Bella, and Renesmee occupied a large three-story home.
The other Cullen's lived across the street; convenience and close distance was crucial to a family that could potentially need to run. I was trying furiously to keep my thoughts on different things - anything really - than what we were about to discuss with Bella and Edward.
Bella came in first; seeing us sitting on the couch, rimrod straight, got her attention. She looked from me to Renesmee, her eyebrows lightly knit together in confusion.
"Jacob? You alright?" Bella prodded, concerned. I gulped, and nodded stiffly. I couldn't begin this suicide mission until Edward arrived.
She didn't believe my halfhearted answer, so she made her way over to the couch opposite to Renesmee and me.
To my terror and relief, Edward breezed in the door then. His stance automatically tensed, as he turned to knowingly face me. His eyes were suspicious. He hadn't heard what I was planning to ask him yet.
"Bella, Edward. We'd like to talk with you." Edward's eyes immediately shifted to Renesmee in concern as I spoke. He walked to the couch and took a seat by his wife.
I gulped as I stared across at the two potentially violent vampires seated in front of me. "Bella, Edward. I didn't mean for this feeling to happen this way. I had told you exactly how I felt a long time ago. But something has shifted - changed."
Edwards eyes immediately frosted into a cold glare as he realized where I was going with this conversation. His eyes never strayed from mine as he asked cooly, "Renesmee, would you mind giving Jacob and I a minute?"
I felt her weight move beside me as she lifted herself from the couch cushions. Next thing I knew ... I was alone.
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