Renesmee's POV
It had been a few days since the incident and I was more than ready to go on with my life. For the last few days, Jake stayed by my side, making sure that I was able to get back to the way I was before it had all happened. He always had his arms wrapped around my sides, or hand in my hand which made me feel like I was on cloud nine.
Now, I sat on the couch staring out the empty windows showing their lush trees and beautiful grasses grazed off with droplets of rain. The droplets of water made the ground appear like a land of mirrors, reflecting off of every other living thing. That's when I heard his movement down the stairs; Jake was dressed in his shorts and a normal t-shirt, he told me he was going to lift weights with his friends at the gym. He swooped down to my side, taking my hands and looking deep into my eyes. "I love you, Nessie,"
I smiled, my face lighting up and I felt my cheeks rush with blush. "I love you too," I looked off to the side, my face seeking past Jake. "Jake, do you think I could go with you?" I stroked my hand down his face, holding it in place and he laughed.
"You know what, Nessie, I think it would be better if you came," he grinned pulling my up into his arms and leaned in to kiss me.
I ran upstairs and slipped on a bright blue tank top and running shorts. I pulled my long wavy hair back into a low ponytail and sped back downstairs smiling down at Jacob while we headed down the stairs.
And then I heard it, the voice that argued over it all," Where are you off to, Nessie?" I turned around smiling up at my mom and dad.
"Oh, just with Jacob to the gym," I whispered, but obviously they could have heard it from a mile away.
"Don't worry, Bella, she'll be alright, I promise," Jake replied. Jake instantly pulled open his car door, and shoved me inside as he jumped up over the front piece to reach his door. My mother was screaming, but he threw in the keys and pressed the gas just in time. We were going at least 120 miles per hour trying to get away from the house as fast as possible. I couldn't help but roll over in my seat laughing because we were long gone and Jake still kept looking back to make sure my parents weren't on our tail. "Okay, for all purposes I must go over this with you," Jake began, his voice sounding annoyed and humorous at the same time," Your name is Renesmee Hale. You were adopted by the Cullens just a month ago and go to school with me. You're seventeen years old and my best friend." At the last part, Jake turned over to me smiling while he reached over to grab my hand. "Just in case anyone asks."
I giggled, looking back outside while my favorite song played over the radio. I began singing to the melody of the song drifting back into my thoughts. The song was Treacherous by Taylor Swift. Jake cranked the music in the car making me enjoy it more while we drove into the parking lot. When we made it inside from the rain, we walked upstairs to the section with the weights.
Jake was greeted by men I had never seen before in my life who slammed his chest and shook his hands as I stood back. He nodded me over, introducing me to the boys none of which I remembered their names. They were all over six feet, and about the age of early to mid-twenties. Two of them had dirty blond hair shrugged up in the front and the other two had dark brown and black hair. And man, were they fit! Their muscles were about the size of my head. I sighed as Jake walked over to the weights, easily picking up two seventies and heading over to the bench. I sat to the side while I watched him and his friends urge each other on their loud howls echoing throughout the whole building. But here, I could tell that this was somewhat like his family and home and he got enjoyment from this place, which really made me feel happier than ever inside.
I decided; while Jake was there with his friends, I would try something out myself. I walked over to the ten ponds, thinking it was all I could take, but it felt like air. I made my way down the mirrors, picking up twenties and thirties, sixty and seventies until I f=reached the highest amount, the two hundreds. I shrugged it up, curling in my biceps and still, it felt like nothing. I went to go lay down on the bench and pulled them up from my pressed body then back down. Little did I notice the men around me. Their jaws were dropped to the floor while I awkwardly pushed the bars to and from my body, feeling like air. Jake was even there, his smile bigger than ever and I grinned just as the men began to lose their breath.
I was stronger than I looked. ;)
