Author's note:

Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and it's characters I just own this story.

"Emmett get down here!" I yelled up the stairs. In a flash he was next to me.

"I heard about Jacob what do you need?" he asked in a much different tone than his usual sarcasm and perversion.

"I can't run fast enough to get to him. You need to carry me." I answered quickly. I then climbed onto his back like I did when I was little and we were off. Carrying someone slows a vampire down but they're still faster than hybrids.

"so I take it Jacob's bad with rejection?" he asked.

"yeah you could say that again." there were more howls in the distance and I knew the pack was going after him too.

"man if they aren't careful there's gonna be more hunters looking for the bear-wolves." Emmett commented with a chuckle.

"this isn't funny Em!" Someone I love is going to kill himself over me and this jackass thinks he can make a joke? Uh…..I DON'T THINK SO! Even though I don't necessarily love him romantically anymore Jacob will always be my first love and I can't let him do this. We were now outside of Charlie and Sue's house. Oh yeah I forgot to mention they're married now, and that made it so my mom (a vampire) is now the step-sister of Seth and Leah (werewolves). Holidays are always interesting.

I could hear yelling from the back yard.

"JACOB STOP!" my mom yelled.

"Jacob please don't do this it will hurt Renesmee more than you think." My dad said in his persuasive/calming tone. I jumped down from Emmett's back and ran to the yard. I was able see them just as Jacob put one of Charlie's hunting guns to his forehead.

"JACOB!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Then he waved at me.

"I love you Nessie." he said in almost a whisper and before I could get to him he pulled the trigger.

"NO!" I screamed and collapsed to my knees. I knew he was gone because werewolves heal fast but they aren't invincible and I had asked Sam how werewolves die once when I was younger. He answered,

"I suppose we die like humans anything that can't heal will kill us. But don't worry Nessie, Jacob isn't going anywhere." He was wrong. Jacob went somewhere and he isn't coming back. Jacob imprinted on me which made him a part of me. When he died that part of me died with him. My mom always describes when my dad left her as having a hole in her chest. And when she and my dad got back together it was like there was never any hole at all.

Jacob and I will never laugh together, talk about music, or play pranks on Rosalie ever again. That part of me will never be fixed. Like Emily, my imprinter scarred me but it's not on the surface. I felt like my heart was ripped in half and I couldn't control my sobbing. My mom was also dry sobbing(which is what vampires do instead of crying). She wrapped her arms around me and allowed me to stain her shirt with my tears.

Carlisle showed up a few minutes later and confirmed what I already knew. He was gone. Some people showed up a few minutes after that and took Jacob away. My dad picked me up and put me in his Volvo.

"Renesmee please talk to us." my mom pleaded.

"I don't really feel like talking." I replied without emotion.

"Renesmee I've gone through this and I kept it all bottled up. You don't feel better until you talk to people."

"No Bella dad left you Jacob is dead! You did not go through this so don't even try to tell me that crap!" I've never talked to my mother that way. I will be forever grateful that she fought for me and I wouldn't be alive if it weren't for her courage. I love her but at that time all I could think about is that I'd made a huge mistake.

I should have stayed with Jacob and continued to tell myself that I would learn to love him. I should have done what Emily, Claire, Kim and Rachel did. They love who they're with,(well Claire will she's only eight) I could've done that. Maybe my accelerated aging has messed up my mind and I'll never be able to fall in love.

"you're right I don't know what you're going through exactly. I've dealt with death and loss but not at the same time. I know that you don't want to talk to anyone right now but that's something I know will help you." my mom said in a very sad voice. I won't be able to admit it now but in a way my mom does understand what happened to me.

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