Authors Note: I am so sorry, I just realised I promised Jessie this chapter. She won't be INTRODUCED for a LONG time. She has however had a mention. Don't bother looking you won't find it, she didn't say her name.


Chapter 4 – A Tearful Goodbye

Renesmee's POV

I ran out of the garage when I heard him approach. I was covered in rust, grease and motor oil, wearing the same shorts and overly large men's shirt that no longer smelt like him I always wore while working on engines. Jacob, as always looked fabulous.

"Jacob!" I exclaimed throwing myself into his arms and wrapping mine around his neck.

"Hey kiddo," he greeted hugging me back, that one stung, as usual. "Your dad let me in. Said he took you on a shopping spree and you had something to show me."

"Yuhuh." I nodded releasing him and taking a step back.

"No wait don't tell me." Jake held up his finger and I let him guess.

"It is light purple. It has thick straps. A simple but cute neckline. Snug around the bodice. And billows out at the legs ending shortly below the knees." He smiled at his pretty accurate description a dress I would now have to make for myself since he had just put the idea in my head. But I'll think about that later.

"No." I chided "I don't go dress shopping with my father. If I wanted to go clothes shopping I would go with my mother." I paused for a minute as we both realised just how ridiculous the idea of mum voluntarily going clothes shopping was, and then we promptly burst into laughter. "Okay with one of my aunts then." I corrected myself.

"Fine then," he gave in. "What did you get on this shopping trip that you wanted to show me?"

A broad grin spread across my face and I opened the door to the garage that I had originally entered from. Without a word I walked through the door expecting him to follow, which he did.

"HOLY FUCK NES!" Jacob exclaimed taking in the sight before him.

The entire room was covered in engine parts. Piles of sorted parts, boxes of unsorted parts, and 38 rusty old broken down motorcycles.

"Better than dresses?" I asked cocking my eyebrow at him.

"WAY, better. Where did you get all this stuff?" He asked walking forward mesmerised.

"We went to A LOT of junk yards." I explained simply. "With everything you taught me these last couple months, I fell in love. Engines intrigue me, how they work, the sounds they make when you rev them, everything. I wanted to make something of my own, start from scratch. So I asked Dad to take me out shopping for motorcycle parts. I thought I'd start with a bike, simpler than a car. So what do you think? Want to help me part out these old folks?" I asked enticingly.

"Hell yeah!" He half breathed, half screamed, interesting combination. I loved it when he swore, he so rarely did, except today.


It was roughly six months later when the Cullen family decided to have a meeting that changed everything.


"ENGLAND?" I shouted out in shock.

"Yes England Renesmee, it seems the obvious choice, for the sake of people still trying to learn other languages." My father explained calmly.

"But, we can't leave forks!" I protested. "I'll just have to pretend I don't exist somewhere new, so what's the point?"

"The point is Renesmee," My grandfather spoke up. "That you are five years old. If we move now, you could even go to school, anyone who saw your rapid growth would assume you have just hit a growth spurt, and your stopping ageing in a few years will confirm it in their minds. If we move now you will no longer have to hide, you can meet people besides your own family. You can socialize and have a taste of what an ordinary life has to offer. The kind of life you cannot have trapped here." He had a point.

"But... I don't even want to go to school." I lied. Okay so I would love to get out and meet people. And I have been dying to go to school my entire life. But Forks is the only place I've ever known. I don't want to leave. Besides, Jacob is here. The thought of leaving him made it hard to breathe.

"Renesmee, I understand that but this is your life. You can't put all that on hold for a boy." I glared daggers at my father as he continued. "And you cannot cling to what little you know of the world forever. You have to grow up someday sweetheart. Haven't you wanted to travel the world since you were only 8 months old." I HATED it when he was being reasonable.

"But... I have friends here, and Granddad and and..." my voice trailed off as I thought of everything I would be leaving behind. Jacob. All my favourite places to play. Jacob. All the memories in this house. Jacob. My grandfather. Jacob. The familiar forests and animals I had gotten so used to. Jacob. All my friends in the Quiletine packs. Jacob. Paul. Jacob. Embry. Jacob. Sam. Jacob. Quil. Jacob. Jared. Jacob. Collin. Jacob. Connor. Jacob. Brady. Jacob.

"RENESMEE CARLIE CULLEN CALM DOWN HE IS COMING WITH US!" My Father practically screamed.

"What?" The word seemed to echo from multiple people in the room, I wasn't paying enough attention to find out who.

"He is?" I asked realising I'd been crying.

"He will be. When someone asks him. It was something that had to be discussed as a family before He was brought into the matter." Dad sighed into his hand.

A sudden thought occurred to me, what if he does not want to come with us?

"He will." Dad assured me. "If for no reason other than to get away from his father's constant harassment."

My mother's response was so quick I don't think dad even finished speaking. "Jacob is having problems at home?" My father mentally swore. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because he didn't want anyone to know, not even me. Why do you think he is always either here or at work?" Everyone glanced at me without speaking.

"Look, the point is, you are not losing your best friend. Now will you stop complaining?" Dad almost begged.

"But what if he says no?" It was barely a whisper.

Everyone in the room looked at each other debating what to say, when Aunt Rose pulled out her phone. Four seconds later Jacob picked up.

Not giving him time to speak she ordered, "Pack your bags mutt; We're moving to England and Nessie wants to bring her pet with her."

"Uh..." His confusion was clear even over the phone. "Okay..." He responded finally.

She hung up and stuffed her phone back in her pocket. "There, done. Now Renesmee, go pack your things."

I paused for a moment, going over what had just happened. We were moving away. And Jacob was coming with us. I could live with everything else if I had him. My father rolled his eyes. And then it all really sunk in. "I'M GOING TO SCHOOL!"


Authors Note: Seth and Leah were excluded from her little monologue because they have already left Forks to attend College.

Also thanks to reginakttykt, I was having trouble convincing myself to write when I got a notification saying you were following this story. That gave me the encouragement I needed to finish it. So I am dedicating the family meeting scene to you for convincing me to finish it tonight.

Thank you to everyone who is reading this, it means so much to me. I can't believe that anyone would even like my stories and now the few people wanting to hear the rest of this one and their kind words are doing me more good than you can imagine. And I promise the flashbacks will be over soon and we can get to the real story.

~SophieAngel69