A/N: Okay here's where it builds up a little.
Chapter Seven:
CONFRONTATION
Jacob's POV
*One week later*
It was Bella's twenty-sixth birthday. Sort of. A disco had been organised for her, which of course, she contradicted but no one listened. A very techno dance song was playing as I watched Renesmee- no stared at Renesmee dancing with Eleazar. To be honest, I was pretty jealous although I had been spending every second of my time with her. She looked absolutely drop dead gorgeous in the outfit she wore. It left me literally breathless. The Denali coven and the Amazons had been invited as well as all the vamps that were 'witnesses' for Renesmee when there was all the trouble with the Volturi things but only some of the nomads came. They also invited the pack with Charlie, Renee and Phil who were a little freaked by all the pale, sickly beautiful people around them. Someone punched me in the shoulder blade. I wheeled around.
"Hey Jake!" Embry yelled as the song My People played.
"Hey! I didn't know you were coming!"
"That's the point!" Sarah was next to him holding his hand.
"Hello, Jacob." I said hi to her and then Quil found us.
"Claire's a good dancer." I commented as she was dancing by herself.
"I know. That's why I was afraid to join her. I suck." Claire soon saw Renesmee and they immediately began talking. Renesmee's best human friend, well more of a little sister was Claire who was now ten but she was more like a thirteen year old. She was very mature. Bella and Edward soon joined our little group.
"Are you having fun?" Edward asked, not yelling but his voice was oddly loud over the music.
"Yeah. You can definetely throw a party, Cullen." Embry complimented. Edward shook his head.
"If anyone should get the credit, it's Alice." Of course Alice was behind it.
"Happy birthday, Bells." I said. She smiled.
"Thanks Jake." I quickly went to retrieve my present for her from the Volkswagen. It was wrapped horribly and the swing tag- card was just about to fall off. I came back inside and handed it to her. She opened it curiously. It was a dark blue t-shirt with a black guitar on it.
"Something normal to wear!" She said, appreciatively, "Thanks, Jacob!"
"No problem." I made my way back over to Renesmee, who was pouring herself some passionfruit punch that Esme had made. She looked up and smiled at me.
"Hey. You look handsome."
"Thanks. I can't even describe how amazing you look right now." She blushed and grimaced.
"You can thank Alice for that. She's the one who put me in this freaking ball gown." She glanced down at the black dress she wore that made her irresistable.
"Are you going to dance anymore?" I asked.
"Yeah, why?" She said, surprised.
"Just wondering if you wanted to dance with me." I said. She grinned and nodded and we made our way to the dancefloor. A slow, romantic song played. Dammit. Not only can I not dance freely, I was even worse at waltzing. I decided to do what they did in movies, just swayed from side to side. Everything was perfect until Rosalie cut in. She glowered at me.
"We're having birthday cake." She said. We followed her into the living room. Everyone was gathered around one big table that must have been dragged from the kitchen. Actually it was probably lifted with one finger. The cake was chocolate and huge. The words 'Happy birthday Bella' were written in fancy cursive writing with white icing. We sang happy birthday to Bella and she then cut the cake, kissing Edward as she touched the bottom with the knife. The food and drink were mostly for the pack, Renesmee, Charlie, Phil and Renee. She handed out slices to us. I had a huge one with heaps of icing and chocolate stuff on it. It was great. I think in that twenty minutes I had about four big pieces. Nessie sat next to me, watching with wonder and curiousity as I stuffed my face.
"What?" I asked.
"I'm just wondering how you can eat all that. It's very filling."
"I don't know. I have the appetite of a wolf." She smiled and rolled her eyes at my lame joke as I held a small piece out for her. She took it and ate it slowly. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Rosalie roll her eyes. She was really getting on my nerves tonight. I glared at my cake, wishing the barbie would get over herself.
"What?" It was Nessie's turn to ask the question.
"Rosalie." I muttered. She grimaced.
"Oh, yeah. She does that. I don't think she... approves of you." I snorted.
"Like I care. If she doesn't like me being with you she can die in a hole." She frowned.
"Jacob, she's my aunt."
"I know, I know." I decided to drop it; I didn't want an arguement coming on. Dance Wiv Me by Dizzie Rascal started playing.
"I love this song!" She said enthusiastically. I reluctantly got up, abandoning the cake, to dance with her. It was pretty fun, I had to admit. But it was kind of embarrassing dancing while Nessie, the best at everything, was doing it too. We danced for ages until she saw Claire looking a little lonely.
"Do you mind?" She asked.
"No. You go have fun with Claire." I encouraged.
I sat near the punch bowl. Pouring heaps of it into my little plastic cup. My mouth was all dry from being nervous about dancing and I desperately needed fluid. Rosalie came to sit next to me about five minutes later.
"Having fun with my niece, dog?" She asked through her teeth.
"Why, yes, Rosalie. Your niece is a very entertaining girl." I retorted with mock formalness/politeness. After a few more moments of glaring at me, she said,
"She's too good for you." I refilled.
"Oh, I know." I drained the cup shortly after and started popping the sides of it, causing it to make a cracking noise. I thought I'd do it just to annoy her, "So, did you come over hear just to insult me or do you have an actual reason for annoying the hell out of me?" I popped the cup more quickly. Then after thirty seconds, it was popping at one hundred miles per hour. She hit it out of my hand, creating a giant crack through the cup, soon snapping it in half. I really wished I could hit her but there were too many people around and Nessie wouldn't be very happy with me. She gave me one last little glare of hers and then stalked off. Nessie and Claire came up to me a while later.
"Jacob, would you please dance with Claire? She can't find Quil." Claire looked a little embarrassed. I smiled at Claire encouragingly, sort of telling her that she shouldn't be embarrassed about having a massive crush on the guy who she will end up falling in love with.
"Sure." I danced with Claire for a bit, then soon Quil came up behind her, giving her a bear hug. She instantly looked more confident than she had been with me.
"Sorry, Jake. I just totally stole your date." Quil, grabbing Claire by the hand. She blushed. I grinned and went back over to Nessie.
"Geez someone's got a crush on Quil." I said, holding her hand.
"Yeah. She told me. She doesn't think she'll ever get a chance with him, though, with her being almost eleven and him being sixteen. I just laughed and told her she has no idea." She grinned her heart breaking grin. The party eventually ended at about twelve o'clock. Well, for us it did. Charlie, Phil and Renee had decided to go at about ten because they had to work the next day. Renee and Phil were staying in Forks for a while because it would take too long to come all that way for one night. I gave Ness a kiss goodnight at the door. I started to walk towards my Volkswagen. I was already getting a little miserable.
"Wait," She called. I immediately turned round. I waited.
"Can you stay?" I walked towards her and held her hand. The smile on my face widened.
"I don't think Rosalie wants me to."
"She'll be fine." And we went up to her bedroom. She quickly went out for about three seconds and then came back with clothes.
"You can wear these tonight. Emmett won't mind." I took the clothes.
"Thanks." After I'd had a shower and got dressed into Emmett's clothes, I almost ran back to Nessie's room. There she was, lying on the bed in a brown singlet and satin short shorts. She was looking tempting as ever. She had obviously had a shower in the other bathroom because her hair was wet. We hopped into bed, turning the light off on our way and replacing it with a bedside lamp. She snuggled into my arms, her amazing scent becoming stronger. She had a very floral sort of smell. Not the kind you got in perfume or women's deoderant, it was much better than that. Her long, wet hair felt nice on my skin. Her hair smelt just as irresistable. I realised I was exhausted and kissed her on the head and said goodnight.
***
I awoke very late. I think it might have been at least nine in the morning. Renesmee wasn't in the bed anymore. Damn, I would have liked to have woken up to her in my arms again. Then as if on cue, she came in carrying a plate of bacon and eggs. "Hey." She said.
"Hey," I said, kissing her lightly on the lips. She handed me the plate.
"You didn't have to do that." I argued.
"Well I wasn't going to let you go hungry now, was I?" Nessie said. I sat on the floor; I didn't want to get food on her bed.
"You're allowed to sit on the bed," She laughed.
"It's okay. I'm actually pretty comfortable here," It was true.
"So what should we do today?" Ness asked.
"I don't know. It's your house," I shrugged.
"But you're the guest," She pointed out. I rolled my eyes.
"I really don't mind. You decide."
"Fine. Is it okay if we hang out here today?"
"Sure. Like I said, you're deciding." I soon scoffed my breakfast and Nessie left me in her room to get dressed into more of Emmett's clothes- a black v-neck shirt and dark blue jeans. I went back into Nessie's room. She came back in, rolling her eyes. She was wearing a white cotton dress with heaps of jewelry.
"Alice," Renesmee explained. Then she suddenly whipped off the dress, leaving her in her bra and underwear. My jaw dropped. She turned around to my shocked expression. Her face turned scarlet.
"Sorry," She said immediately. She then exchanged the dress for jeans, a t-shirt and a zip-up hoodie. She was still blushing madly.
"I'm sorry," She said again.
"It's okay," I said, grinning, "I really don't mind. You have an amazing body." I encouraged. She smiled a little.
"Now... would you like me to strip down?" I asked, not being able to resist making fun of her. Nessie laughed threw a pillow at me. I scooped her up fireman's carry and took her downstairs. She screamed in surprise.
Renesmee's POV
I went back into my room. Jacob was there, waiting for me. He looked amazing in Emmett's clothes. I rolled my eyes. Alice had tried to play guinea pig with me but I was immediately planning to get rid of the ridiculous clothes she put me in. Without even hesitating to think for a second, I pulled off the dress. I suddenly realised what I'd done. Oh, crap. I got the guts to turn around and he didn't look appauled, he was simply raising his eyebrows in shock. But not disgust. I could feel my face burning and it was probably the color of beetroot.
"Sorry," Was the only thing I could say. I quickly got dressed into a more sensible outfit. I turned around again to Jacob who was grinning from ear to ear.
"I'm sorry," I said again
"It's okay. I really don't mind. You have an amazing body." I cheered up a bit at his compliment. A smile started to spread on my face.
"Now," He said, smirking, "would you like me to strip down?" I couldn't help but laugh. Then I threw a pillow at Jake and next thing I knew, I was flung over his shoulder. What a great start to the day. He carried me all the way downstairs. He then put me back down on the couch. I was still laughing when everyone came in to see what the cause of all the noise was. Aunt Rosalie didn't look too happy. I really wondered why she didn't like Jacob. I wondered why anyone wouldn't like Jacob.
"Can I get you anything?" I asked after everyone was gone.
"Nah I'm okay." I suddenly got an idea.
"Hey can I show you something?" I asked. He nodded and I pulled him over to the piano which Edward had taught me to play.
"It's this song called River Flows In You." I began playing. The song started with a sad, beautiful melody. I didn't need to concentrate much because I had practised this so many times. I gazed at Jacob as I played. It was a very beautiful song and as soon as I heard it I was insistent on learning it. Edward had offered to teach me but I wanted to learn it by myself. The song ended on another sad, beautiful note. Emmett suddenly ran in, banging his hands on the keys, like a three year old would play it. He bolted off.
"Emmett!" I yelled after him but he was already gone. Oh well.
A/N: This is the last chapter where nothing really happens, don't worry.
