Chapter 4

"I'm sixteen!" I yelled at my parents, "I can stay out until midnight if I want!"

My dad took a step forward, "Your mother specifically ordered you—the both of you to be home at eleven." I could tell he was making an effort to not yell.

"Ugh!!!" I yelled frustrated. I turned to look at Jake and kissed him tenderly. Then I gave a sour look at my father as I stomped off to my room.

As I kicked the door shut, I noticed I didn't have my shoes on… I must have forgotten them down on the beach. Oh well, Aunt Alice would probably already see what happened and arrive with shoes tomorrow morning.

"Jake," I heard my father say softly, "What, prey tell, happened on the date?"

"Dinner," he said smartly.

"Dinner?" He questioned, the anger growing, "Then why the hell is her make up smeared, her shoes off, and her hair's wet?" He was growling now.

I heard silence. Jake must have been speaking to my father through his head.

"Get out of my house, you filthy dog!" My father yelled loudly.

"We'll talk about this later Jake," my mother said. Then I heard Jake's footsteps as he walked out the door and ran through the woods.

I yelled at my father in my head, wishing he could read my mind, just this once.

As I heard him walk down the hall to my bedroom, I climbed into my bed and pulled the sheets over myself. I didn't quite feel like changing out of my dress.

My father came in and turned off the light switch, "Good night, Renesme."

Then he closed the door and walked back out to the main room.

I grabbed one of my pillows and threw it hard against the door, then took another and started sobbing into it. I hoped my father could hear my pain, and feel guilty. I hated him.

I woke up to the sound of a loud crash in the kitchen. I was just dreaming of the usual stuff. It was me in the forest, riding on the back on a wolf, stroking my hand against Jake's fur.

I hopped out of bed and changed into something more suitable than the tight, black dress. I changed into jeans, a long sleeved white shirt, and a white knit shawl that I loved very much.

As I approached the kitchen, (which was a new installment since I recently became a food eater) I saw Jacob frying something on the stove. They were probably eggs.

"What are you doing here?" I asked calmly. Where was dad?

He jumped at the sudden noise, then turned to face me, "Bella and Edward went hunting. I thought I'd come make us breakfast before he puts you on full lockdown."

I smiled, "Thank you," then went to go sit down at the small wooden table.

"I'm sorry that my dad was acting like such a jerk, Jake," I said sighing.

"It's okay. He's just being protective," he sounded like he was assuring himself of it also. He brought the eggs and toast over to the table. He made a plate for me and a plate for him. "If I had a daughter, I'd probably act the same way." He smiled up at me.

I rolled my eyes, "It's not like I came back injured or anything. Just a little happier than usual," I smiled back.

He dropped his fork suddenly then passed the plate over to me, "They're on their way back." He came over and kissed me on the cheek, "I'll see you soon, I promise." He ran out the door and through the woods.

Even I could smell the scent of my mother and father approaching the cottage.

My dad was first to walk into the house, he could obviously smell dog, his face was unpleased.

My mom walked in after him, smiling as she saw me eating breakfast.

"Why was he here?" My dad asked suddenly.

"He just made me breakfast, dad, I was starving," I lied while making sure not to look up from the food I was eating.

My mother smiled then took his hand, "We're going to visit the family in a bit. Would you like to come with us?" She smiled down at me.

"No thank you," I said in the same tone, "I've got plans."

Dad grinned bigger, "I think what your mom meant is, we're visiting the family today, and you ARE coming," he said nicely.

I slammed my fork down and went to go put the dishes in the sink.

"Renesme," I heard the gentle voice of my mother behind me, "Why don't you go spend the day with Jake?"

I turned back at her, smiling bigger than before, "Thank you!" I squealed as I hugged her. Then I zoomed out the door. Dad didn't deserve a hug.

I ran all the way to the road, faster than I ever had before. I picked up my cell phone and dialed in Jake's number.

"Hello," he answered like he had been interrupted.

"I'm sorry, is this a bad time for me calling?"

"No. No! It's never a bad time for you to call, baby. I'm just hanging out with the guys." He said and then I heard them making kissy noises in the background.

"Oh." I said disappointed.

"Do you need something?" He wondered aloud.

"I was thinking, maybe we could hang out for the day. My mom's letting me off the leash," I smiled, "Perhaps we could meet on top of the cliffs?"

"That sounds good. The guys are getting on my nerves anyways," he growled. "See you in a few."