Hey all. I just wanted to thank everyone who read this story, and a big shout out to Bella Cullen 33 and chinesemexican for reviewing! It means the world to me, so thank you. I'm glad that there are a few people liking this story, so…Here's chapter 2! XD Hope you all enjoy!

Previously...

"The truth. Would you lie to me if I asked?" I heard him sigh and thought the worst.

"...No..." A part of me froze; I was in shock to say the least but a part of knew that he wasn't going to deny me an answer I had sought after for so long now.

"A-Am I your imprint?"

Chapter 2

My bronze curls danced slowly in the air as a gentle breeze surrounded me. It had only been a few seconds since the question had left my lips, but I was already yearning for the answer.

"...Why do you ask?" There are a lot of answers to that question, one amongst many, is curiosity.

"Father has been giving you death glares at certain times for over a year now. Not to mention the fact that I haven't been allowed to stay in a room with just you for god knows how long" He pursed his lips and sighed. At that point I was pretty sure he wasn't going to give me an answer. I was waiting for him to phase and run into distance; leaving me no better off.

"He's just being a normal parent Renesmee" Renesmee? He never called me by my full name. What was he trying to prove? "I'm you're friend, your protector"

"That still doesn't answer my question" I wasn't going to let this drop. It had taken all of this time to even confront him about it. I wasn't leaving without a straight answer. Yes or no. Simple...Right?

"Nessie" He moaned. It wasn't a painful sound, but more of a pleading request. Drop it.

My eyes ventured to his body for a moment; taking in how he was now holding himself and if there was any signs of strong emotion. I bit my lip as I noticed his hands were clenched at his sides. White was plastered across his knuckles, showing his utter strength and discomfort about the current situation.

I slowly walked forward and encased his straining hands with my own.

"Easy, Jacob. Calm down, its okay" A ripple ran through his body and shook him before he relaxed and opened his eyes. "I shouldn't have said anything. I'm so-"



"Don't say you're sorry. It's not your fault, I just..." I waited for him to finish the sentence, but instead just gained a sigh. This hadn't turned out exactly how I'd planned. It wasn't meant to be so hard; all I had wanted was a straight answer. I suppose it was harder for him though, no one had actually ever explained the full ins and outs of being an imprint or even imprinting its self.

"What are you afraid of Jake?" I asked whilst moving my hands to his chest; palms over his heart.

"I'm not afraid...it's just complicated"

"Then why won't you tell me?" I was being stubborn simply because I was sick of everyone tip toeing around me. I was always the last one to know if anything was going to affect me in a greater measure, than normal day to day activities. It was pitifully degrading.

"Nessie...please, don't. Trust me" I leant forward and raised myself up slightly. I was dwarfed by his tall structure at the best of times, let alone now. I let my hand brush against his russet cheek and across his pursed lips.

"I'm tougher than I look" My voice was barely above a whisper as I moved my head up to his neck and spoke into his ear.

"You're not ready for this..." My eyes locked with his and I realized something; I wasn't a child anymore. I could feel emotions that had previously been beyond my reach. It was amazing. The cover had been drawn from across my eyes and I could see as plain as day what I wanted and who I wanted. Jacob...

"Try me" I smiled nervously and closed my eyes as I ventured to his lips. His warm sweet breath flew against my face and I shuddered against his form. For what seemed like an eternity, we stood still- locked in place- barely an inch from each other, until I felt him shake and lean further forward. But instead of kissing me, he gripped a hold of my shoulders and pushed me backwards; not painfully, but just enough so that I couldn't reach him.

"I just can't..." I bit my lip as rejection hit me at full force, I had known that there had been a chance- however small it was- that my assumptions about Jacob and I were completely bogus, but I didn't realise it would hurt if that was the case.

"W-why?" Red hot tears started to fall down my cheeks, and it wasn't because of what just happened, it was the look of horror and pain on Jacob's face. He shook his head and moved backwards slightly; creating even more space between us. "J-Jacob please" My voice wavered, obviously hitting Jacob a little harder than I wanted it to. His body started to convulse again, but I was interrupted just before going to help him. My pocket began to ring; filling the air with a high-pitched alert.

Alice Ringing

I took a deep breath and pressed the green button; still keeping my attention on the slightly calming form in front of me.



"Hey Alice, what's up?" My voice- though stronger than before- was still shaking slightly. It wasn't something that Alice was going to miss...she knew something was wrong. She must have seen it before I'd even thought it through properly.

"Renesmee, are you okay?" I cleared my throat, ready to answer her.

"Y-Yeah why?"

"I saw Jacob loosing control and-"I had to stop her there.

"Alice, please tell me you didn't say anything to my Father" I was holding on to the small glimmer of hope that Alice would laugh and tell me that he didn't know anything about it.

"Renesmee, Edward's on his way now with Bella, and they're not happy..." I hadn't taken a breath from when I had finished asking the question, so a small hissing noise escaped my grasp as I exhaled. I said a quick goodbye and practically crushed the phone in my hand. I was so mad at my parents for taking it upon themselves to sort this out.

"They're coming, aren't they?" I nodded at Jacob's question "I have to get out of here"

"What!" My voice was high pitched and hysterical. "Why?"

"I promised them that nothing would happen between us...ever"

"Nothing did happen Jacob!" I threw my hands up in the air, before bringing them down and clasping them in front of me. I took a deep breath and sighed. The last thing I needed right now was some lecture from my parent's about growing up and 'coming of age'. I didn't need it, I knew the rules, but I wasn't exactly a symbol of dedication to them. I wasn't meant to be alive. Well if you could call me 'alive' that is.

"Get away from her!" I mentally groaned as my mother interrupted mine and Jacob's conversation. I wanted to handle this on my own. But then again, what I wanted was never what I usually got.

"Back off Jacob before I do something my daughter will hate me for" I gazed at them both with a look of disapproval. Father stood tall; trying in his best efforts to scare away what he saw as a threat. His bronze hair stood perfectly gravity defiant- though surprisingly stylish-at odd angles and his suddenly darkened eyes ripped into Jacob's flesh. I could only imagine what he was thinking.

I felt my mother's arms around me, but I shrugged them off, I didn't want to be protected, I didn't need her to protect me from Jacob.

"He didn't do anything father" I spoke up, trying to dislodge his fixed glare. It was me... I added mentally, knowing that he would be listening to my thoughts now more than ever. He spared a glance at me before turning back to Jacob...this wasn't going to be easy.



"You broke your promise. Leave Forks" Jacob looked at the floor and then at me. "NOW!" I went to walk forward but my mother's arms were locked around my own before I could. He walked backwards; keeping his eyes on me.

"You know if I could've, I would have in a split second, Nessie" Tears began to run down my cheeks; I wasn't even tempted to hide them, I wanted my parents to see how it was affecting me. My father lunged forward; ready to attack him, but he was gone and I was alone...

"W-What...h-have you d-done" I sobbed, pulling away from my mother who was trying to console me. "G-Get off! You didn't s-stop hi-m" It had all made so much sense. All of my memories tie to Jacob, because we are tied. Everything I have ever done, Jacob has shadowed it, whether physically or not. Not only was my best friend gone...but my soul mate also.

"Renesmee, he wasn't your sou-"

"Don't" I stopped my father before he could continue. "Don't question my love like you question my mother's. Because you knew. Both of you did. And you never even explained" A pained expression appeared across his face.

"Ahh" He hissed through gritted teeth. Mother moved to him, and began to fret.

"What are you doing to him Renesmee!"

"He's feeling what I am feeling. How many times did you wish he could feel the pain, when he left you?" I turned around and began to run in the direction that Jacob had ran off in. I couldn't do this, not now. My mind began to wander as the world began to blur around me.

I would find him...

I had to...

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