A/N: Okay, so I know that I haven't done this story in such a long time, but....I don't care, I think that this is a good pick-me-up after a long day at school so meh! And you might not get chapters as often as you want, but like I said, this is mainly for my entertainment, I just get the joy of sharing it with all my FF buddies! ON WITH THE TEXT!
This chapter will have spoiler alerts for Breaking Dawn, but you should have read it by now, if not, tsk tsk tut tut, why are you STILL here? Shame on you.
A/N: Hey guys, I know I haven't updated in a long time, but I have other projects you know, and I get pretty busy but now that I'm on break from school I'll be able to write more frequently
Okay, haha this chapter is in.....
who's point of view?
Are you people who haven't read BD still here because this is a huge spoiler!
RENESMEE'S POV!
Well, let's get to it!
Jacob. Jacob. Jacob. The reason my heart was beating, the reason no one hurt me, the man I loved, my Jacob.
He was tracing the planes of my face, along my cheekbone, across the lines of my lips, down the length of my nose. I sighed and I could almost see him smile at me through my eyelids, so I smiled back.
"Jacob, my Jacob." I sighed again, he chuckled.
"Ah, Nessie, you're awake."
"No I'm not, I'm asleep still."
He laughed,"You still have some of the same traits you did when you were little. I remember when you were born."
I smiled, "Tell me again."
"But you've heard it a thousand times!" he laughed at me, I didn't like to be laughed at.
"I know, but I love that story." I grumbled.
He laughed again, but not at me this time, "You sure? How about you show me how you remember it."
I only remembered when my mom had attacked him and Seth had jumped in the way, and that was my earliest memory. "You already know that I can't." I pointed out.
"I know." he said, then there was a pause and I smiled when he started up again, "Well, Bells was on the couch drinking her blood and then she felt this pain right? So she stood up and kind of keeled over and out poured a fountain of blood. Edward and Blondie told me that meant she were in labor, though I already had figured that out." he rolled his eyes, I just knew it, "You were kind of a monster Ness, I thought you were going to kill the woman I loved-" I had made a nasty gagging sound, "well, the woman I loved at the time!" he cried indignantly.
"Okay, I know, I know! Finish." I ordered.
"'Kay, so then they rushed you upstairs and they started taking you out of her and Blondie couldn't handle it so she had to leave the room. And once Edward had got you out I started giving Bells CPR and then she saw you and you bit her. Your dad pulled out this needle, and he placed it over her heart and injected his own poison into her and then he started to bite her everywhere he could in a desperate attempt to save her. But I knew she was gone, I thought that she was dead." He trailed off.
"And you proceeded to go downstairs to kill me." I pointed out merrily, this was my favorite part.
I could easily see his smile through my closed eyelids, "Yeah, mine too, so as I ran down the stairs I thought of just going straight for you and then if I could get to Rosalie I would, I was just about to charge at you when she turned a little ways and these big, brown, beautiful, chocolate colored eyes looked directly into mine, it was like you were searching my very soul, knew everything I had ever thought or heard. All these feeble balloons of love for Bella and hate for you and heartbreak just cut themselves loose and instead steel cables nailed themselves where the balloons had been and they all connected to one thing, the one thing that I could not live without. You."
I smiled, I liked the sound of that.
"You, of course, know the rest. The way I became a sort of big brother to you, then when you got older we became best friends, and now..."
"I love you more than myself or anyone else." I promised.
He patted my hand, and I suddenly realized that I had been asleep. Of course I had been asleep, but I was in a slumped sitting position. "Are we in the car?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said and when I opened my eyes I saw him replace his hand from mine to the steering wheel.
I looked out the window, we weren't far from my house, "Are we going to a pack meeting?"
Things had definitely changed in the pack since Jacob had imprinted on me. His pack had certainly grown, Seth and Leah were still with him after eight years and a short while after I had been born Quil and Embry had joined, Claire was always with us now and so was Tyler Crowley, who had been my mother's friend in high school, and who Leah had imprinted on, so was Trinity, who was Quil's soulmate, and Seth hadn't imprinted yet. Though the Elders had told the original pack that imprinting was unusual and that not many went through it, it was common and almost all the boys had their other half now.
We still talked to Sam and Emily and their pack, because they were Jacob's brothers and they respected the strange imprinting that him and I shared. See, my father is a vampire, along with my mother and my two aunts and uncles and my grandma Esme and grandpa Carlisle. But my mother hadn't been a vampire when she had me, she was still human, as is my grandpa Charlie who is known by the small town of Forks as Cheif Swan. But as Jacob said, giving birth to me nearly killed her and that's when my father changed her, my mother became a vampire and I lived.
"No, we're not going to a pack meeting." he said, pulling me from my thoughts.
"Oh," I said, "well then where exactly are we going?"
"Did you forget?" he asked me, his eyes were gleaming with the laughter he was holding back.
I repostitioned my back and ran my hand across my forehead and through my hair, "Uh, maybe."
He rolled his eyes dramatically, "I'll give you a hint."
"Um, okay."
He reached across the car and opened the glovebox. Inside was a little paper with a picture of a dress on it, he handed it to me. "Look at it closely, you might not figure it out." he sounded sarcastic, like I was supposed to know exactly what he was talking about, but I didn't, I just stared at it a little dumbfounded.
It was a beautiful drawing, and I wasn't exaggerating, the dress would be fit for the red carpet when it came to life, and I was a little jealous of whoever it was for. It was a beautiful midnight blue gown, and it looked like a dyed wedding dress, like it should have been white and in a chapel on the body of some sort of supermodel. The torso of it was a corset with thin material cinched down the center of it, the straps were thin but not too much so. The lower half was big and full and bussled all around, held up with little silver roses, and they really were made of silver. I could tell that my Aunt Alice had drawn this, especially by the little details around the hem and there were little boxes showing exactly what stitch to do where, how exactly to sew the roses on so that they would never come loose. I was completely confused why in the universe Jacob Black would be in possession of this paper, which was lamanated so that no water damage could harm it.
"You're right." I said in awe.
He glanced at me for a moment before looking back at the lane ahead of him. "Right about what?"
I rolled my eyes, "Is your skull really that thick?" I joked.
When he didn't laugh with me I kissed his cheek, "Don't do that!" he half shouted at me.
"What? Why?"
"You will distract me from my driving." he said.
I wiggled my eyebrows,"Well, if you really want to get distracted I could show you the dream I had last night."
He winced,"Please don't, we'll get in a wreck."
"I won't, and your Ferrari will live." I pointed out.
"No, it won't." he whined.
"You're so nice." I mumbled.
He looked at me, confused as usual,"What's wrong?"
"Well, you're not even concerned about what would happen to me if we got into an accident." I said.
"You know you'd make it, you're practically made of rock, literally Ness." he said.
"So what?" I joked.
He changed the subject,"So, have you cracked the code?"
"What code?"
"The one that's in your hand!" he said slowly, making sure my slow brain could comprehend it.
"Yeah," I said hesitantly, "about that. What's it for?"
Now he looked hurt,"The prom." he mumbled, "If you'll go with me."
I laughed,"The prom isn't for another month and a half!"
"The prom is in two weeks." he said.
I stopped, "Oh, really?"
"Yeah." he ground his teeth.
I sat there for a minute, what could he possibly be mad about now? "What's wrong?" I asked.
He gripped the steering wheel.
"Did you think that I was saying no? Are you crazy Jake? Of course I am going with you! How could you possibly even consider that I wouldn't? Oh, Jake, of c-" he cut me off.
"Okay Nessie, I get it." he told me.
I sat there, I couldn't decide whether I was excited or not. My first prom, and I could go with the best guy in the world. But I inherited the embarassment trait from my mother. Though the dress was beautiful and I could completely see myself in it, it was also a thought that included Jacob, I could see myself in front of my Uncle Emmett while Jacob looked lovingly into my eyes, a wedding day, not the prom, and definitely not in that dress. The dress was too extravagant for a small town high school dance. Since Alice had joined the activities committee of Forks, (yes, I was shocked they had one too) the prom had been held in Port Angeles in a hotel ballroom with very intricate decorations, she would go nuts if I told her that I would be going to prom with Jacob. I didn't see how I could put myself into that kind of situation as it was, let alone in this dress.
We drove all the way to Seattle before Jake finally parked into a store called Murphey's Wedding Dress Emporium, I knew it.
"It's been a long time since we got an order like this, and in midnight blue, that's a little surprising to me." the elderly man showing us the dress said,"I really love weddings you know, seeing the bond between two young people, and sometimes old crockers like me, can be miraculous. You two are really going to make it, oh and honey, you remind me of my wife, you'll look stunning in this little number, it will bring out your eyes." he began showing me the intricacies of the dress and I blushed. "Blushing brides are always the best ones." he beamed at me.
My face became redder,"I think you are mistaken, we're not getting married."
"My apologies, but this dress is so expensive, what could it possibly be for?" he inquired.
Jake saved me from more humiliation,"Her aunt is big in the party industry, prom."
The little man laughed,"With a dress like this, she'll be the belle of the ball."
This time I was the one to laugh, "Belle, that's so close to my mother's name."
He smiled at me,"Was she the attractive woman who xeroxed a copy of the dress to me? Or was she the one who came in to make sure the dress was being handmade?"
I hadn't thought that it was possible, but my face reddened even more,"No that was probably my aunt Alice, she's short and pixie like, she also has short, choppy, black hair that sticks out in all directions, really pretty?"
"That's the one, her eyes were extraordinarily gold though, it startled me when she came in."
"She startles most people." Jake quipped.
I agreed,"Heads do tend to turn when she's in the room."
The man pretended to be busy with the dress but it seemed like he had blushed too, he probably had a nice wife and a whole family at home but Alice was sure to make anyone smile.
The dress was grander in person, the drawing had been feeble in comparison, I guessed that Alice had been here earlier today to help him see exactly what else she needed to be done before I got here. I was actually surprised that she wasn't here to make me try it on and so forth, but she most likely wasn't done with it quite yet. On the petals of the silver roses were tiny little diamonds that I assumed were supposed to be like dew drops, the roses looked so real, and the diamonds didn't look like they weren't water droplets either, I marvelled at it. "There is no way I can accept this." I murmured.
"Mrs. Alice did say that you were rather unspoiled, she told me not to call the home phone so that your mother might not answer the phone on accident, of course your father knew about the whole ordeal, he actually came in with her a few times. The resemblance to you and Mr. Edward really is extraordinary. He doesn't look a day older than twenty five if I do say so myself, he must be aging well if he has such a wonderful seventeen year old daughter like you. If I was told right, your mother tries very hard not to spoil you too much, though I know you come from a very wealthy family. I did her veil and located the antique lace on her wedding dress and mind you, that was worth so much money, only a celebrity could have afforded it."
Jake beamed at me,"Yeah, she's pretty unselfish, unspoiled, and she doesn't get pampered much. Her family lives in a big mansion except her mother and father moved out with her and took her into a cottage in the woods so that she wouldn't feel too much like a little princess."
"Well," the man laughed, "I just got done designing your other aunt's dress, what was her name? Rosalie! Let me tell you that she is the most stunning woman besides my wife that I have ever seen!"
"Yes," I agreed, "I get rather jealous of her sometimes."
Jake walked around the dress, admiring it's beauty,"You've no reason to be jealous of her, you can live a normal life. I think that you might even be able to have children, when that's what she's always wanted but never had." he whispered and winked at me,"Plus, no one is as beautiful as you are." it made me blush.
"I love it when you do that." he whispered.
I went three shades darker, he chuckled and took my hand.
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We had gotten home soon enough, it hadn't taken long and I was relieved when I was told that Alice wasn't home, but of course that wouldn't last for long.
"So I see that you went to Seattle today, you were thinking about it when you came in." my dad said while he was giving me my lesson.
"Oh yeah, I can't believe you didn't tell me."
I scribbled down some more calculus answers, "Do you think you'll be going with Jake?" he asked.
See, the thing with my dad is that he doesn't really like Jacob, and apparently he never has. A long time ago when Jacob loved my mother, he and my father got into a fight over her, my dad had loved her first, and he had won. They played really dirty according to Jake, because Mom couldn't remember and Dad didn't like to talk about it because of me being his daughter, he felt uncomfortable. There weren't any secrets from me in my family, I knew about everything. It didn't help them to hide it when I could just touch their hand while they were sleeping to see what had happened before, that is, if that's what they were dreaming about.
I rolled my eyes,"Yes dad."
"You say that as if you are in pain." he smiled.
"Nope."
A few minutes passed by in silence, I finished my math and proceeded onto my english literature lesson, it's hard to go into high school when you age so quickly, and people would wonder why when I was supposed to be nine years old, I was a fully grown seventeen year old. It had been decided that Jake would pose me as his girlfriend and I would only go to La Push and places with Jake, I would be friends with my mom and dad and hang out with them occassionally, oh and I went by my middle name, Carlie.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
I bit my lip hesitantly, "Has Nahuel been around lately?"
"Oh, that." he said.
"Has he?" I asked.
He looked up from the lesson book he was showing to look at me,"Why? Are you thinking of dumping Jake?" he sounded hopeful.
"I don't think you fully understand the force imprinting has on both parties." I said looking at my work again.
"Look, you know I don't really like Jake honey, but I'm just trying to understand why you are inquiring about Nahuel again." he said.
"I just don't want to see him get hurt. There's no way that I could be with him." I pointed out.
My dad sat there for a moment, he looked like he was thinking really hard. I didn't want to know what he was on about so I picked up Carlisle's copy of As You Like It and started skimming through it for my test. That's the great thing about home schooling, I get to do my tests on whatever books I like, I get to do whatever credits I want, and I can have a different teacher every day if I want to. Carlisle came home early every now and then and on fridays he taught me biology. Saturdays I had to do my homework for the whole week, which was today and it didn't take very long; sundays I got to do whatever I wanted; mondays, since everyone hated them, I got a day off so that made me happy, on tuesdays I started out the week with my favorite subject, cooking, which had greatly interested me since I decided to stop hunting if I could help it, so I didn't have a bad day on the first one and I only had one class that day I had that subject with Esme. Wednesday was english and math with my dad; thursday was history with who else but Jasper, and sewing with Alice and Rosalie; friday, gym with Emmett and economics with my mom but we usually blew that off and went to do something else that was fun, like play tag, which was really hard for me when she was a full blown vampire and could run so much faster than I can.
My dad touched my hand to stop me from my work. "Honey, one day Jacob will start to age again, he won't live forever. Maybe when that happens and you grieve for fifty years, you and Nahuel can find a mutual understanding and you might be able to live a relatively happy life."
I ripped my hand from underneath his, "That won't happen." I scribbled the last two words of my test and handed it to him. "If I'm not mistaken, I'm done with my homework for today, I'm going to hang out with Emmett."
"Renes-"
"Dad," I cut him off, "Jacob will always be here, you do not understand anything about werewolves."
"I'm sorry honey, but that might happen one day and you need to know about it before you get too far in the relationship, you and Jacob were best friends only three months ago, you just barely fell in love with him-"
"No I did not. I've loved him for two years, but I didn't say anything because he was my very closest friend, one of my only friends. Also, I had the body of a fourteen year old, I knew it wouldn't get me anywhere until I was older, and even then I didn't want to jeaopordize anything, have you any idea how happy I was when he explained the mechanics of his imprinting? When he told me he loved me too? I just know he will always be here, it's a sort of intuitive sense I have. I'm on cloud nine, don't knock me to hell telling me that he will die!" I slammed my textbooks closed and stormed out of my room in a fury, desperate to beat the rest of the family at the weekly baseball game, except my mother and father would be on a date so they wouldn't be joining us.
"Hey wolfgirl, need a milkbone?"
"Be nice Emmett." I grumbled.
He flexed his muscles,"Aw, kid, don't get upset, your dad means well."
My vision became blurred with a red tinge,"You were listening?"
He held up his hands,"Don't get mad Nessie, you know that my ears are extra sensitive." he started to back away.
I deflated,"Yeah I know, I forget sometimes."
"I don't forget anything." he said cockily, I tossed a rock at his now bobbing head.
"Hey!" he cried indignantly.
I began to run, of course I didn't get three feet when his arms closed around my torso and he threw me over his back. "Now you really asked for it!" he yelled, heading towards the river.
I was humiliated.
Here I was, playing with Emmett and provoking him with a river in close proximity to us in front of the glass wall of my family's house, that was so not smart. I was going to explode.
"No! Emmett please! Please, no!" I laughed, pounding on his back, which he didn't even feel, "Let me go! Please let me go, you can do something else if you want, but not the river! Please! Pleeeaaaaseeee!"
He didn't listen, and he didn't care, he swung really hard and threw me into the water laughing his head off.
I went under for a total of fifteen seconds, if I had to be in the ice cold water on a spring day in Forks, I was going to enjoy it. It was hot outside anyway, a total of sixty two degrees ferenheit and as much as I didn't like to be in the water, it was refreshing. When I came up I wiped the dripping hair out of my face and glared at him,"I will get you back." I promised.
"Maybe you will, maybe you won't." he taunted.
"I will." I repeated again.
"No, I really don't think so."
"Then I will." a voice came from the shadows of the forest, but it didn't scare me, I knew who it was.
"Oh puh-lease, Dog, you can't do anything." Emmett bellowed in the direction where he knew Jake was hiding.
A chuckle came from the other side of the woods, Emmett stiffened. "Not alone he won't be able to...but with help it might be possible."
In a spilt second flash, with no warning, and it seemed coincidence that Jasper and Jake bounded out of the woods at the exact same time and tackled Emmett. He tried to fight them off only a moment too late and they chucked him into the river after me, slapping palms as they did so.
Of course they didn't think what would happen when they did that.
It all happened so fast, one minute I was laughing as the two friends tackled my uncle, and the next minute Emmett came hurtling towards the river right at me, and all I could think was that I had to get out of the way, and fast. First, I looked at Jake to see what he was doing, he was still laughing with Jasper but he glanced in my direction for a second, then I ducked into the water and swam as fast as I could to get away from where the trajectory of Emmett's fall would land him. In a matter of seconds he hit the water with an earsplitting splash and all of a sudden I felt a sharp, stabbing pain in my right leg. I hadn't been fast enough, and he had landed on it and had broken it. I tried to swim harder away but I couldn't make it to the bank, I heard a howl from above me and the last thing I saw was a big russet wolf looking painfully into my eyes before I went under.
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