Bella
"So, I heard you were telling Ness why you hated Jacob," I nudged Edward as he was getting ready for bed.
"I never said I hated him."
"Well, that's not what he told me. He told me you said you were jealous of him and the time that we spent together when you left town for a while," I said with a chuckle.
"I. Do. Not. Get. Jealous."
Edward picked me up and carried me down the hall and threw me on the bed. Then, hopping up and straddled me and pinned my arms to the bed. "Understand?"
"I really don't think you want to start that." I grinned mischievously.
"Oh? And just what do you think you're going to do about it?"
"This!" I used all my strength to push him off me and I jumped up and landed in a low crouch outside the bedroom door. "You coming?" With that, I was out the front door of the cottage and was racing toward our meadow. I didn't even have to look behind me, I knew Edward was hot on my heels. I put all of my newborn strength into my run and before I knew it, I was in the meadow. I laid down on the ground and looked up at the snow clouds above in the sky.
Edward broke through the last bit of trees.
"What took ya so long? Slow poke. I've been waiting for ages," I chided him gently.
"Oh come here." Edward pulled me to my feet and I wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped to wrap my legs around his waist.
"I love you, Edward." I kissed him gently and then I was on the ground again. If I was still human, my head would have spun with the speed.
"I love you too, Spider-monkey." I giggled as he kissed me. Then, I decided to play him my favorite memory of us before I was turned. Slowly, I saw the scene of our first night together on Isle Esme come into view. I watched as he carried me from the water, up the beach and into the house. Softly and gently, he laid me on the bed and kissed me gingerly.
"I love this memory. I think it's my favorite." I cooed as he distracted me by kissing me on the neck.
"Why? I hurt you that night."
"Actually, you didn't, but that is my favorite memory because that is when Ness was conceived. That night began the rest of our lives. Yes, we got married, but it helped fill the hole in my heart that I didn't even know was there yet. Rosalie was right. I am glad I had Renesmee. After you, she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Thank you for our life. I love it more than you know." With that, I fell into a blur of love with the man who I cherished more than this new life that he had given to me.
Renesmee
"Mom? Dad?" I walk out to the living room expecting to see Dad sitting at the piano like he is every morning. Playing his favorite song as my alarm. Instead, I hear Jake in the kitchen.
"Shit! Ouch! F-. Oh, hey Ness. Good morning." Jake sees me walk into the kitchen.
"Where's mom and dad? They usually are here in the mornings."
"I'm not really sure. I was visiting my dad last night when Bella called me and told me she needed me to come over this morning, put on Claire de Lune, and make you breakfast. But I'm not that great of a cook. So... um... you up for a hunt?"
"Sure! I love hunting with you Jakey."
"Great! Go get dressed. I'll clean this up."
I laughed as I watched him chuck whatever it was he was trying to make into the garbage. He was right about one thing, he's a horrible cook. Lucky for me, my dad taught me a few things, but still, I wasn't about to give up a chance to go hunt with Jake. I never get to do that since Nahuel has been here. Running to my room, I throw on some jeans and a t-shirt that is entirely too big for me. I slip on my tennis shoes and wrap my long chestnut hair into a messy bun so it's out of my way.
"Jake, I'm ready!" I come out just in time to see him plop down on the couch.
Jumping up, he grabs the shorts he always carries with him, ties them to his leg and we run out the door. We aren't even out of the cottage gate when Nahuel shows up.
"Are you going on a hunt?"
"Yes, Jake and I are going to get some breakfast," I hear Jake choke on a chuckle catching my not-so-disguised attempt to not invite Nahuel.
Clearly not getting the hint, Nahuel asks, "Mind if I join you? I'm curious to see how you live since you don't drink human blood."
"Well, Nessie drinks the animal's blood, and I eat the meat so nothing goes to spoil. Pretty good system, I think," Jake pipes up.
"I understand. So, what do you think Ness? Might I join you?"
I cringe at hearing him call me by my nickname.
"It's Renesmee, and I don't think you'll enjoy hunting with us. Maybe next time," Jacob interjects before I can say anything.
"Oh, okay. I will join you next time. Have a good hunt, Nessie. I'll see you later." I have to resist the urge to correct him on my name. I know he understands because of the bite that he put behind my nickname, clearly aimed at Jacob. As Nahuel runs off toward the house, Jake and I head for our favorite hunting spot.
"Ness, I hate the way he looks at you. He looks at you as something he can just steal away. A prize that is rightfully his. I can't stand it."
"What do you mean?"
"I'll tell ya later. Let's hunt. I'm hungry."
And with that, he turns, and begins to look for something to eat.