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"Renesmee Carlie Cullen, get down here right now!" Renesmee heard Edward yell.

"Oh, no," she thought, coming slowly down the stairs. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, she saw Bella arguing with Edward.

"Nessie, tell your mother that you don't want Jacob to come here after all," he said loudly, not looking at Renesmee but keeping his eyes on Bella. "Bella, why do you want to tell her so much?? She doesn't need to know!!"

"Because it involves her and Jacob!!" Bella retaliated. "What happened between her and Jacob is huge!! You can't keep something like that from her! And if we don't tell her, Jacob sure will!! I know Jacob better than anyone, and I know that he's gonna tell her sooner or later!! So it might as well be us who tells her!!" She paused for a second. "Edward, I know why you don't want to tell her. But I think that she deserves to know."

"Fine," he said. "But I don't want to be here when you tell her." He stormed past Bella and went out the front door.

"Mom?" Renesmee said cautiously. "Why is Dad so angry? What aren't you telling me?" She was really starting to get scared that whatever they weren't telling her was really important. And she was getting really mad at them for not just telling her straight out. "Just tell me. Please."

"Renesmee, honey, I promise you that I will tell you when Jacob gets here. I want him to be here when I tell you so that you can kill him," Bella said, in all seriousness. "I'm going to go find your father. Please tell either Esme or Alice to make food for Jacob. He eats a lot."

Renesmee laughed. "Okay," she said, running to find Alice.

Alice was with Jasper, watching, ironically enough, a movie that looked like it was made in Texas. "Alice, Bella asked me to ask you if you would cook something for Jacob. He's coming over for dinner," Renesmee said, standing in front of the television.

"Nessie!" Jasper cried, jumping up to see the TV around her. "It's at the best part!"

But Alice was left on the couch, her mouth open. "Jacob's coming? Here?" she gasped. "Dammit! Why does he have to be a freaking werewolf? I can't see anything that he does!! It's so frustrating!!" She got up, walking to the kitchen to make him something anyway.

"Wait," Renesmee said, following her into the kitchen. "He's-- he's a werewolf?!" She gasped. "You mean that he's not like me? I mean, he's not a half-and-half??" She stopped suddenly in the doorway of the kitchen.

Alice stopped too, looking at her. "You touched him, didn't you?" she said. "You touched him and realized that he was warm, and you-- you thought that he was like you." She hugged her comfortingly. "I'm so sorry to disappoint you, Nessie. But at least you have Nahuel."

"But Nahuel... Nahuel's cool and all, but he just acts too much like he's in love with me, and I don't want that!" Renesmee said loudly.

Alice didn't say anything, thinking gladly that at least Renesmee hadn't gotten her father's gift. She wondered how she would respond when she found out that Jacob had imprinted on her. "Nessie, don't worry yourself over it. Your parents will explain everything to you tonight. Just be patient."

Renesmee laughed. "Me? Patient? Come on, you know me better than that, Alice! Can't you just tell me? Please?"

"I'm not telling you, Nessie. Your parents need to tell you," Alice said, going to the cabinet to get something to cook. "What do you think that Jacob would like to eat?" she asked absentmindedly.

"I don't know," she said. "I've only known him for like four hours. How should I know?" She left Alice alone to contemplate what to cook, walking towards the stairs, towards her room, wishing that Jacob would hurry up and get there. Then, suddenly, her phone rang. She jumped, as the tune to Supermassive Black Hole by Muse started. She smiled, thinking to herself how much she loved that song. Then she recovered her senses, and answered the phone. "Hello?" she said.

"May?" she heard Mark's familiar voice say. "Can I talk to you for a sec?"

She smiled, blushing. "Of course," she said. "What about?"

There was a long silence from Mark's side of the line. Then he said, "Um, Renesmee, just know that this is really hard for me, too."

"What?" she asked, getting worried. Then she realized that he had called her Renesmee. He never did that, unless he was mad. "Oh my gosh, are you mad at me?? What did I do?"

"It's not you, it's me," he said, painfully.

She went numb. "Excuse me?" she said, her voice an usually high pitch. "Are-- are you breaking up with me?!"

He softly said, "Yes. I'm so sorry, Renesmee. I-- I found someone else."

"In the last hour??" she screeched. "We went to go see a movie like forty minutes ago!! You were completely and totally in love with me then!!! What happened??" She was yelling at her phone.

"When I got back from dropping you off, an old girlfriend of mine was waiting for me at my house," he explained, his voice completely and totally normal. "She-- she told me that she wanted to get back together with me. And I-- I said yes."

Renesmee dropped the phone, wanting to yell swear words at it. She realized that she was crying. "You're such a perra, Mark!!!" she screamed at the phone, using a Spanish swear word of Emmett's that he had taught her when they had visited Spain. She wanted to scream at him until she couldn't scream anymore. But Carlisle heard her.

"Nessie?" he said cautiously. "What's wrong?"

She turned to him, crying. "Mark broke up with me," she managed to choke out. "He freaking broke up with me!!"

He opened his arms, and she went into them. "Mark broke up with you?" he asked softly. He flinched slightly when she nodded her head, making tears fly everywhere. After 300 years of no tears in his family, it was going to take him a while to get used to someone who could actually cry. And she was so warm!! But he didn't draw back. "I'm sorry, Nessie," he said. "Do you want me to get Edward?"

She gasped. "Oh no!" she said. "Please don't! Dad'll kill Mark! Please don't get him!!" She paused. "But could you get Mom?"

Carlisle nodded. "Sure," he said, going to find Bella.

Meanwhile, Renesmee sat on her bed, crying. "Why did he break up with me?" she murmured to herself. "What's wrong with me? Why would he just dump me like that?" Then something occurred to her. "What if he thinks that I was lying and that Jacob really is my boyfriend?" She got up, not bothering to wipe her tears, about to get her phone to call Mark and explain it to him. But before she could get to her door, it was thrown open, and Jacob walked in.

"Hey, Nessie," he said, hugging her. "Carlisle told me that Mark broke up with you. I'm so sorry. I knew the moment I saw him that he would break your heart."

Nessie smiled. "Thanks, Jake," she said.

He smiled back. Then he leaned down, his face in hers, and carefully wiped away her tears.

She smiled, blushing. "Um, thanks," she said.

He laughed. "No problem," he said. He kissed her on the cheek, and then hugged her again. When she didn't pull away, he pulled her closer. His heart started to beat faster; he had been anticipating this moment since he had imprinted on her. He leaned closer, bringing his lips inches from hers. And she still didn't pull away. So he slowly, carefully brought his lips to hers.

She smiled, kissing him back. That surprised him, and he pressed his lips harder against hers.

Before they knew it, she was on top of him in her bed. She was kissing him like she had never kissed anybody before.

Then, suddenly, the door to her room opened. "Renesmee?" said Bella, seeing her in bed with Jacob.

Renesmee and Jacob both looked up in surprise. Renesmee thanked her lucky stars that at least they were both fully clothed. "Mom," she said, blushing, jumping off of Jacob.

Jacob blushed too, quickly standing up. "Um, hi Bella," he said, going over to hug her. "How have you been? Carlisle let me in."

"What are you two doing?" Bella asked, looking at Renesmee. "Renesmee, I can't believe that you would do something like that. I have half a mind to tell your father."

"Bella, no!" Jacob gasped. "Edward will kill me! Besides, Nessie shouldn't get in trouble. I kissed her." He put his arm around Renesmee.

"What did you tell her, Jacob?" Bella asked. "I told you that I wanted Edward and I to tell her!!"

"He didn't tell me anything, Mom," Renesmee said, coming to Jacob's defense. "Nobody will tell me anything!"

"Maybe it's time that I told you, Renesmee," Bella said. "Sit."

Renesmee sat cross-legged on her bed, and Jacob sat beside her, with his arm still around her. Bella sat in the rocking chair on the opposite side of the room, and sighed. "Okay, Jacob, how should I start?"

Jacob shrugged. "Start with her birth."

"Okay," Bella said. "You know that I got pregnant with you when I was still human. Well, your birth nearly killed me. Technically, I guess that it would have killed me if your father hadn't turned me into a vampire. Anyway, Jacob didn't know that I was still alive; he thought that you had killed me. So he came to find you to kill you."

Renesmee turned to Jacob, understanding in her eyes. "You weren't just best friends with her, you were in love with her," she said.

Jacob nodded. "I was in love with Bella," he admitted. "I was so jealous of Edward! You don't even know."

"But you got over her," Renesmee said, smiling. "That's good. You can't love someone forever when you can't have them. It's good to realize that." But she didn't realize why Jacob had gotten over Bella.

"So anyway," Bella continued. "Rose had you, and Jacob was about to kill you. But then he looked at you, and he-- he imprinted on you."

"He what?" Renesmee asked, confused. "What does that mean?? Does it have something to do with the fact that he's a werewolf?"

"How do you know that he's a werewolf?" Bella asked, confused.

"Alice told me," Renesmee explained. "So what does it mean that he imprinted on me?"

"Imprinting," Jacob said, explaining it himself to Renesmee. "Is when a werewolf sees his soul mate. When a werewolf imprints, the whole universe is suddenly focused on that person that is being imprinted upon. He belongs wholly to her, and he would do anything for her." He leaned towards her, and softly said, "And I imprinted on you."

Renesmee couldn't say anything. She was numb. Not the bad numb, like she had felt when Mark had broken up with her, but a good numb, in a way. After a few moments of complete silence, she turned to her mother. "How could you keep something this big from me, Mom??" She was mad! But she felt happy, wanted, at the same time.

"I'm so sorry, Renesmee," Bella apologized. "You don't know how much I wanted to tell you. But your father thought that it would be best to keep it from you until you were older."

"I am older, Mom!" Renesmee said. "I'm sixteen, for crying out loud!!" She turned to Jacob. "Why didn't you tell me, Jake?" she said, her voice softening so that she wasn't yelling at him.

"I'm sorry, baby," he said, leaning down to whisper it in her ear. She blushed. "You don't even know how much I wanted to tell you. But I didn't want Edward to kill me either, because then we definitely never would have the chance to be together." He paused. "But now, we do have the chance."

She smiled, thinking of how well he could kiss. But then she remembered Mark, and her heart longed for him. "Mark," she whispered, pain in her voice.

But Jacob misinterpreted the pain in her voice. "Don't worry," he reassured her, hugging her tightly. "I won't ever let that son of a bitch hurt you again."

"Hey, don't call him that!!" she said, angrily jumping out of his arms.

"But he is," Jacob said, hurt in his eyes. "He broke up with you; I saw the way that he made you cry!!"

"Well, you still don't have the right to call him a bitch!!" she said.

Bella rose. "Renesmee Carlie Cullen, I don't ever want to hear you say that word again! I will rinse your mouth out with soap!!" she threatened.

"Oh, Mom," Renesmee said, exasperated. "I'm sixteen! Let me have a little bit of freedom!"

"I don't care how old you are! I don't ever want to hear you say that word again!!" Bella argued.

Renesmee couldn't take it anymore, from either of them. "I'm going over to Mark's," she said, rushing past Bella and Jacob and out her bedroom door.

Neither Bella nor Jacob tried to stop her, though Jacob almost did. They both figured that she needed some time to get over the huge news that she had just been told.

"Damn, I messed it up bad," Jacob said.

Bella nodded. "Yeah, you did." She laughed. "But don't worry, she'll be back tonight, and she'll be fine."

"I hope you're right," Jacob said. "I hope you're right."