"Jake, let me try!"
The little girl jumped up trying to reach the handles of the motorcycle, but it was infuriating how short she was! She couldn't wait until she grew taller, which at her rate couldn't be that much longer. Could it?
"Whoa! Nessie! Chill."
Jacob's head popped up from behind another car he had been waxing in the Cullen's immense garage. He jogged over to her picking her up he spun her around, then sat on the seat putting her on his lamp, he bent over and kissed her cheek.
"I got ya, sugar."
She reached to where his hands were holding onto the bike's handles, and rested hers on top of his. Slowly he pulled on the throttle, and the motorcycle slowly rolled out of the garage, Jacob made sure his feet were still on the ground, finding himself scared to death that she might fall off. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea…
"Faster! Jake it's moving so slow."
Her displeasure at their speed was largely displayed on her face by her immense frown, and he couldn't hold back a huge wolf-y grin. Maybe Bella and Edward were letting her spend too much time around him, because it was definitely starting to rub off.
"No way, Nessie if Bella doesn't let you ride a tricycle with no helmet, I doubt this is much different." He said chuckling.
She started to whimper, but didn't cry. She never cried. Instead she reached behind her and put her hands on Jacob's rough cheeks. Emotions flooded through her into him, and suddenly he felt her disappointment and he didn't want to be the cause of it.
"Dammit," He sighed then took off his jacket and wrapped it around her, almost twice since she drowned in the fabric.
"Alright, Nessie listen to me, very carefully because were only doing this once." He spoke slowly, buckling a belt around her, "You hold onto these handles tight, but do not touch the throttle, and keep leaned against me, and not forward. Understand?"
She nodded, beaming him a smile she nestled against him and patted his legs.
"Okay, okay, let's go." She chirped and Jacob could only shake his head as he started to speed down the road leading from there house, through the woods. It was so beautiful, just the beginning of autumn when the leaves were falling, and it in some places it almost looked like the trees were on fire because of all the different colors. As the sped forward in the sunlight, leaves blew past them, Renesmee would reach up to grab them, Jacob would slow down for her…he would do anything to keep that smile on her face…
She swung her leg over the bike's seat, settling herself as she put on her helmet, she still could remember the details of that day, the memory feeling sharp in her mind as if it was yesterday. It was the first time she had ever ridden a motorcycle. Ren searched the space around her to make sure that no one was around.
Perfect.
The engine purred for a minute before she snapped down her visor, putting her foot on the bike petal she pulled on the throttle and peeled into the woods, one destination in mind.
The wind pushed against her, but she hardly felt the cold, the leather jacket she wore protected her, although unfortunately it seemed to be getting smaller, she just couldn't seem to zip it up all the way…
Her hand twisted back as she accelerated, zooming down the curvy roads that jerked her around, yet the wheels on the asphalt felt smooth. She then turned into a trail, making her way through the woods until she came to that familiar clearing.
"Look who decided to show!" She took her helmet off and glared at the familiar heavy set vampire, Carlyle. She had been racing ever since she could pass for looking old enough to own a license, and this man with the gruff beard had been in charge of these unofficial competitions.
"Sorry I'm late, Carlyle." She offered apologetically. Then, a man pulled up next to her, his visor up she found herself staring at vivid green eyes surrounded by dark skin. These eyes were slowly traveling up her legs, until they met her glaring heated face.
"Who's this guy supposed to be?" Ren was surprised that she almost growled.
"Don't worry about it, princess." His eyes kept staring at her, half-lidded, he almost seemed bored, and she grew more infuriated as the seconds passed on.
"Who said I was worried?" She snapped, and his eyebrows raised.
"Meow." He commented sarcastically, and Ren rolled her eyes.
"You think you're still up for racing with the big kids today?" Carlyle asked her, almost condescendingly. She bit her tongue. So what did it matter that she was only half vampire? She could still out race the rest of them, these stupid vampires who had been racing for decades.
Why was everyone always so concerned about her? She wasn't at all as fragile as she looked.
"I can't wait." She said coolly.
With that the helmets came on and the engines started, like a chorus of thunder. She only had so much time before that masquerade tonight, and she was going to make sure this was over quick.
The course was explained, through a measure of the woods, over the bridge by the falls, down the roads leading from the bridge, then through the woods again to the starting point. Easy as pie.
Suddenly, a gun was shot and she flew forward, keeping tabs on the stranger with the green eyes, his silver bike looked like lighting among the trees, never the less she whipped her head back around. She darted frantically through the trees, the trail breaking off in many directions. Suddenly, she heard a scream over her engine, another rider was loosing control and she winced as he crashed into a tree. What was going on? Another followed, and she could tell others were starting to get panicked, her heart pounded in her ears.
Ren swerved as she saw metal peeking out among the forest floor.
Spikes?!
Those shouldn't have been there, Carlyle wouldn't allow this, it was impossible. She abruptly turned to avoid a tree, flying over a slanted log to gravel and she was relieved to see that the bridge wasn't too far ahead, and the fact that the crowd was growing thinner pushed her to go faster.
Someone put those traps in the woods. Someone knows about us, and someone doesn't want us to stick around.
But who? She didn't want to say it out loud, but only one word was coming to her mind.
Volturi.
Ren skidded to a halt before continuing on the bridge. She eyed it cautiously, not trusting it, but it was either forward or backwards, there was no other way to cross.
Another bike pulled up next to her and she found herself face to face with the green-eyed man.
"Stick with me."
She eyed him as well, but pulled down her visor anyway, she wasn't trying to get herself killed .Ren shuttered at her thought.
They sped across the bridge, the planks rattling under her wheels. Suddenly a crack echoed in the air and Ren accelerated, not wanting to look back. The green-eyed man followed behind her, and she could only hope he was still there.
Then the bridge shook, and as she reached the edge she knew she had to either speed up or collapse with the rest of it. Pushing 120 she catapulted onto the gravel again, letting out a breath of relief for only one second.
The turn was sharp and she was going to fast to make it smoothly, the bike tilted sideways and suddenly she flew off with such force that she was rolling closer and closer to the cliff edge, on this mountain road nothing would be able to cushion that fall except rocks.
Shit, shit, shit. This can't be it…
She fell off and her hands reached out for something, anything, she shrieked out the only thing she could think of.
"JACOB!"
It was silent and then a hand had hers, she smacked against the cliff edge, wincing. She looked up through blurred vision and saw a shadow, and then saw nothing.
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She woke up in a strange bed with a familiar scent; she smiled at this, her fingers curling around the sheets as she buried her face in the smell.
Where was she? What happened?
Suddenly the memories rushed back at her in bits and pieces. All she could remember was a race…and falling? And…and…
Oh. OH. OH.
Alice was going to kill her! What time was it?! If she wasn't in time for her own party they were definitely going to be able to tell that something was up.
Ren bolted upright and then winced as a hand pushed her back down into the bed with force. She cracked open an eye to ponder at whose hand was pressing her down, almost unrelentingly. She gazed around the room…wooden walls, bike posters, a simple desk littered with C.D's and paper. This was….Jacob's room? She. Was. In. Jacobs. Room. He usually never let anyone in here, and she had only been here one time before.
"Renesmee. Can I ask you what the hell was going on through your goddamned mind?" He practically was growling at her, and she could only blink at him. He never used her full name when it was just the two of them. His eyes were shadowed as he wasn't looking at her, and his jaw locked…he looked extremely intimidating, not at all like the Jacob she knew. She pushed his hand off her gently, and sat up, which he allowed her to do this time.
"It was just a race Jake…" She whispered tentivly, not even asking how he'd come to know of it.
"Just a race?" He chuckled in disbelief, and her eyebrows creased in concern until he spun back on her, his eyes blazing.
"YOU ALMOST DIED. How could you even tell me it was just a race?" He spat, "If that guy hadn't brought you here you could have been rotting right now! Do you have any idea, any sort of freaking notion, what this could have done to your parents? What it would have done to me?" His voice cracked at the last bit, and then they only stared at each other with only the sound of their heavy breathing to listen to. Jacob got up and began to pace.
"Jake."
He didn't hear her.
"Jake."
…
"Jake!"
He looked at her then, and she glared at him.
"WHAT."
Her fingers clutched the sheets more then before.
"I don't have to explain myself to you, or anyone. It was my decision; I could have handled the consequences."
His laugh sounded like a maddened bark.
"Not if you were DEAD! How is everyone else supposed to deal with that? How could you even say that?!"
"I didn't mean to hurt anyone." She sniffed, why couldn't everyone just leave her alone about it? If she did anything for herself she always wound up hurting everyone around her. She glanced at Jacob through her eyelashes, her face turning pink as she struggled to hide her emotions, but it was no use. She glanced away from his stare, but not fast enough.
Jacobs face softened and he put his hand through his hair.
He groaned, and then walked over to where she sat.
"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry. I was just afraid you were hurt, and I don't ever want to see you hurt." He cautiously wrapped her arms around her, and she returned his embrace. It was so platonic… why did she want it to be something else?
"Promise me you won't ever put yourself in danger like that again." He said fiercely.
Guess that means I shouldn't tell him about the traps…
She smiled at him,
"I promise I can take care of myself if you're not around to do it for me, Jake."
He squeezed her so hard, that it would have probably broken the bones of a normal girl, but she could take it.
"Yeah, like that'll ever happen."
She laughed.
"I think you better take me back home before my parents freak out that I'm not there for my own party, or else we're both dead."
Jacob laughed and messed up her hair, giving her that crooked smile she loved.
"Yes dear."
He helped her up, and couldn't help but think how much harder it was getting to hold himself back from her. How much longer did he have to wait? Forever if he had to. But forever's a long time.
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A/N: Hey, ok so this one was slightly longer then the first chapter, still not too much happening but I'll definitely start mixing things up in the next chapter! Ik it's a slow start, and there's alot of things that haven't been explained yet, but they will be i promise
plus this is my first fic /
Anyway i'm also not much of an expert on motorcycles, but i did my best,haha
Look out in upcoming chapters for more appearances of the green-eyed man(who he is, what he's trying to do...yadda yadda ext. ext.), what the traps were doing there and muccccccccch more to come, if you know what I mean ;)
'Forever' can't last more then a couple more chapters;) ;) ;)
Reviews are greatly appreciated!!