Everyone was completely silent. No one moved an inch. We continued to stare at my father. He was still trembling with anger. My baby was kicking like crazy. It kind of hurt. My dad whipped his head around at me. I stopped breathing. I saw his eyes travel from my face to my small stomach. He slammed the door behind him and ran over to me. He grabbed my stomach. The baby was still kicking. His eyes were focused on my stomach but then he slowly turned his head to face Jacob. My dad's mouth started twitch. He removed his hands from my stomach and clenched them into fists.
I heard a low growl come from his throat as he crouched low to the ground. I was over whelmed with fear. My dad took a few steps back then lunged toward Jacob. He ripped him out of his chair and pinned him up against the wall. Everything shook. A picture fell of the wall and shattered on the ground. A part of the concrete wall cracked and dust fell to the floor. My dad had Jacob around the neck. He had the craziest look him his eyes. One I've never seen before. Jacob, on the other hand, looked horrified. His big brown eyes were bulging and his mouth was open, gasping for air.
It all happened so fast; I had no idea what to do. Once it all registered I started to scream.
"Dad!" I shrieked, "Dad, stop it! You're hurting him! Dad stop! Please!" I hopped off the table and started tugging on his arm. "Let go of him! He didn't do anything!"
My dad didn't move. His arm was still steady, holding Jacob in the air. His eyes were still focused on his face. He acted like I wasn't even there.
I started to hit my dad's back. "Let go!" I screamed again. "You're killing him!" By this time Jake was turning blue. I could barely see because of the tears pouring out of my eyes. "God damn it, dad! Let him down!" I started to pull on him, still no movement. I was losing hope. I knew my dad was very capable of killing him. And I knew at that moment, that's what his intentions were. "Dad!" I screamed again. "He's dying! Stop! I love him daddy! I love him! I need him! I can't live without him! I won't live without him! If you kill him you better kill me too!" Still no movement from my dad. Time was running out. "I'll kill myself dad! Is that what you want? I'll do it! Let him down! Please! I'm begging you!"
Jacob stopped struggling. He was just dangling there. He'd gone a good minute without oxygen. I looked over at Carlisle who was also in a state of shock.
"Help him!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs.
Carlisle nodded at me calmly and sprang toward my dad. He took him by the waist and threw him against the opposite wall. The impact cracked the wall and made my dad collapse onto the floor. He was shaking with fury. Carlisle rushed over to calm my dad down as I ran over to Jake's side. He was lying on the floor gasping for air as he held his neck in his hands. The blue in his face started to fade away.
"Jake?" I cried. "Jake, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Jake?" His breathing started to calm down and the gasping reduced. I feel to my knees and touched his arm. He looked at me and smiled with his perfect white teeth.
"I'm-okay." He said while still breathing heavily. "Don't worry. Give me a minute. I'll be fine." He tried to sit up but I put my hand out and helped him lay flat on his back. I stroked his hair while he tried to get his pulse back to normal. I loved the sound of a beating heart. I had one, but it was different than Jake's and other humans. Human hearts were so inviting. I learned to control my thirst long ago. Jake's blood doesn't even bother me for a minute.
As I was helping Jake, I was listening to my dad speak to Carlisle. My dad was the only one who spoke, so I couldn't understand the whole conversation.
"No, I refuse." He said.
Pause.
"I don't care. It makes no difference to me."
Pause.
"I will never let that happen to her, ever."
Pause.
"You're not going to change my mind. It needs to die."
That's when it hit me. I knew what he was talking about. That last statement lingered in my head. 'It needs to die.' 'It needs to die'.
"What?" I screamed as I stood up. "You can't possibly think that you will kill my baby!" I ran over to my dad who was now standing by the broken door with Carlisle.
My dad's head turned to me. A snarl came from behind his lips. "And you can't possibly think that I will let that thing kill you." He hissed.
"It's not a thing, fa-ther." I dragged out the last word. He hated it when I called him that. "It's my child. And I'm going to have him whether you support me or not. And I mean it's not like you care about my life anyway. You know, sense you knew killing Jacob would result in my death too. You obviously had no problem with that. So frankly, Mr. Sperm Donor, I don't even know why you give a shit!" I was so angry at my father at that point. First, he comes into a place where he was uninvited just to spy on me. Second, he literally almost killed Jacob. And third, now he wants to get all up in my business telling me what to do with my own child? I was going off on him. He had no right. No right whatsoever.
"Don't you dare speak to your father like that!" He ordered as he stepped closer to me.
"Oh, okay," I said sarcastically, "So now I need to respect the man who wants to murder the only child I'll probably ever have? Oh yeah. That makes a whole lot of fucking sense. And you're not my father. Not right now. No 'father' would ever hurt their child and grandchild like this. Carlisle is doing a far better job at being a father figure right now than you are. You just can't handle the fact that I look the same age as you now. You don't look like you could be a dad anymore! So now you need to go around ruining my life like a fucking tyrant just to earn more respect? Just to make yourself more authoritative? Well you obviously don't know me because I only respect people who respect me. That's how I was raised. How my grandparents raised me. Because you were too damn busy making mom happy to even care about what I want. If you don't want anything to do with my baby than we don't want anything to do with you!" I felt a hand touch my shoulder, Jake's hand.
"I will not allow this to happen to you. Listen to me Rensmee, I-"
"You what? If you can't allow this to happen to me than that's your loss. It's not really your choice now is it? If you can't handle that fact than you can't handle me anymore. I can't believe you're doing this to me. You want to kill my baby just like you wanted to kill me. Is that what you really want? Things would be far better if I was never born? You wouldn't have to deal with a hormonal teenager and maybe mom would still be human! Everything you could possibly want and more! Well I'm sorry things don't go Edward Cullen's way all the time. I'll just get out of your way so you can go back the way things were before I was ever born!" I ran thorough him to get to the door. "I hope you have a real bitchin' life!"
I ran out the door and through the hallway. I tried to make my way to the exit. I couldn't really see behind my tears. I went through a door that led to a stairwell. I started to run down them but I collapsed at the foot of the stairs. I was sobbing. Curled up in the corner. I threw my head back and wailed. I really had no idea what I just did. Nothing I really said made sense to the situation. But the words just kept pouring out like word vomit. I was shaking. Trembling with anger. I was so upset I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything but sit and cry. I heard the door open and footsteps ran down the stairs.
"Nessie?"
"Jake." That was all I could say. My body wasn't responding.
"Nessie?" He said again. He sat down in front of me and he dragged me to his lap. He put my face on his chest and he started rocking me back and forth.
"Shuusshhh." He tried to hush my sobbing. It didn't work. I was a wreck.
I felt him stand up and he carried me down another flight of stairs. He opened the door with his back and carried me out the front exit. He removed the hand he had caressing my face and grabbed my key from his pant pocket. He opened the driver's side door and we sat in the car for a good ten minutes. I was still in his arms. His attempt of calming me down wasn't working.
"What do you want me to do, Nessie? Anything at all."
"I can't go home." I sobbed.
"Okay, okay." He cooed. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
I tried to take off my stupid robe I was wearing but my hands were shaking too hard.
"Do you not want to where this anymore?" He was talking to me like I was a toddler. I was acting like one.
"No."
"Nessie, where are your clothes?"
"I left them."
He sighed and helped me take me gown off. I really didn't care that I was naked. He saw me naked all the time. Even before we were 'together'. It was the last thing on my mind. Jake started kissing my neck. I was still crying hysterically.
He sighed and I heard my car start. He pulled out of the parking lot. I had no idea where we were going. And frankly, I didn't give shit. I just wanted to get out of there. To get out of the hospital. Just me and Jake. That's all I'd ever need. That's all the baby would ever need.
After about 20 minutes Jake pulled into his driveway. I could tell it was his house. It smelled like campfire and werewolf. He turned off the car and closed the door behind us. I was still sobbing uncontrollably. He turned on his porch light and carefully opened his screen door. He crept inside careful to not wake Billy or Sue. He walked to the end of the tiny hall and went into his room on the left side. He didn't bother to turn on any lights. I couldn't see behind my freaking tears anyway. He walked over to his bed and laid me down.
"Where are you going?" I whispered.
Just then he was back. I felt him pick me up again. He slid one of his t-shirts on me. It was enormous but it smelled like Jake, it was perfect. He drew me toward his chest again.
"Jake," I said after a few minutes. I was trying to keep my sobs quiet. "What are we going to do?"
"There's nothing to worry about, remember?" he assured. "It's all going to be fine. And pretty soon, I don't know how soon, but in a little while we'll have a baby and we'll be a little family. Just you me and our little girl. That's all we need." It sounded like he was trying to comfort himself as well.
"Do you promise?" I sobbed into his chest. "Is he going to be healthy?"
"She's going to be the most perfect and beautiful baby in the world. Just like her mother."
"Jake, how are we going to do this?"
He didn't answer. He just continued to rock me back and forth until my sobs ceased. I adjusted my body so I was facing him. My legs straddled his. I rested my body against him as my head laid on his right shoulder. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. I was so exhausted. I can't even imagine how late it was. Probably almost sunrise. I focused on Jake's breathing and steady heartbeat. That always helped me relax when I was younger.
"Renesmee?" he asked seconds before I fell asleep.
"Hmm?" I mumbled.
"Will you marry me?"
I arranged my head so my lips were touching his neck.
"Yes." I whispered.
