Author's Note : Wow you guys are awesome! Thank you for all of the reviews and I'm glad that everyone is enjoying this.

I'm sorry for the cliffhangers I seem to have a love for them. I will get better at not using so many because I don't want to torture people. So with that being said enjoy!

Chap 10 *might* be up later today.


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Nessie's POV

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"Hello. Are you there Nessie? I will buy you a potato gun if you just breathe." Emmett said.

I can't feel my body. Did I just hear him right? Jacob had been in love with my mom?! There is no way that could be true, right?

"Emmett can I talk to you please?" Bella asked.

I heard my stomach gargle in response to her voice.

"Are you okay?" Emmett asked.

"Hungry." it had been the first word that could come into my mind.

I had to stop thinking about the newest revelation; otherwise I may be given yet another excuse.

Time to play a show tune for Edward.

The Twilight Zone theme song.

"There is food in the kitchen Renesmee if you want something." Bella said.

I cut my eyes to my mother, looking to her vivid topaz eyes for some type of an answer. Neither of us spoke as she read my expression just as diligently. Every time I felt a question rise into my conscious I hummed loud in my mind. I had to drown all of it out until I could formulate a plan on how to deal with this.

How does a person 'deal' with this?

"Renesmee?" Edward called from my bedroom.

"Remember the piñata." Emmett whispered.

I giggled looking to the one person who would tell me the truth. Uncle Emmett stood quickly holding a hand to help me up. I reached out wrapping my hand around his frozen fingers. Being the gentleman that Emmett was, mom and I walked from the room first.

Edward stood leaning against the wall his eyes fixated on me. I didn't need to look into my father's eyes to know that he felt guilty. Mom and Uncle Emmett both kissed me quickly on the forehead as they walked from the room.

"I would pull the door shut but there isn't one." Bella pointed.

I chuckled and even recognized a certain crooked smile as Edward watched my mother leave. They had such a beautiful and timeless love that had withstood so much. I envied them because they had fallen freely unlike my Jacob.

"That is not true." Edward spoke.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Jacob did fall for you freely Nessie. He did not look to you when you were born and instantly fall in love with you. If that had taken place I assure you that he would be dead at this very moment." Edward explained.

Okay. I really think I may vomit now.

"This is not an issue to be sick over I assure you. When I came downstairs the night that you were born to witness you in Jacob's arms I came close to killing him myself." Edward began.

"Yes I know Edward. I remember because I was looking directly into Jacob's eyes knowing, without a doubt, that everything would be fine. Did you hear him promise to always protect me dad? He promised to always be by my side in anyway, shape, or form that I needed him. I thought that there would be an epic battle on who would feed me." I laughed.

Why am I defending him?

"Because that is something you do when you love a person." Edward replied.

"Do I need to pop on the Twilight Zone again?" I asked.

Edward laughed stepping closer to me, "there is no need for a plausible yet annoying theme song. I need to tell you about what Emmett just explained to you."

"The imprinting? No offense dad but I would rather go to Jake with this. I want to know everything about it."

Among other things.

"Such as?" Edward asked.

"Dad! Please for once just trust me. I could stand here and tell you that what you heard from Emmett was different. But if I want to prove that you can trust me, as an adult, then I need to act like an adult. That includes no secrets and rather the honest truth. It's just a shame the same luxury was not afforded to me." I explained.

Edward stood silent as a statue as he studied my eyes. I saw some of myself in my father, and rightfully so since I was half of him. While I may not rule with an iron thumb I am over-protective as well.

"Yes you are." Edward smiled.

I cut my eyes to him as I crossed my arms. There was zero privacy around here which means I couldn't stop and think.

"Since you wish to be treated as an adult then you shall be. You are grounded for two weeks because it is highly inappropriate to rip not only…..shirts, but bed sheets as well. Until your window can be fixed you can stay at the main house where Jacob can visit you. Now I am going to lenient on this. You are free for 24 hours because you are seeking answers that we cannot give. But after twenty four hours I want you back at that main house to serve your sentence. If you want for me to trust you as an adult, then here is your chance." Edward lectured.

I inhaled a short burst of the cool air seeping into the broken window. I know why he didn't want me in this room now. While my family can control themselves, Jasper is even getting better; they still want me to be careful.

"So about this adult treatment thing dad I have a question." I said.

"What?" Edward asked.

"Will mom ground you for two weeks because you highly inappropriately ripped my bedroom door from its hinges?" I asked with a smirk.

"Do you wish to cut your freedom to 12 hours?" Edward asked.

"No I do not so I am going to go while I can." I pointed to the door way.

I grabbed a grey cropped sweater jacket and my worn converse shoes from my closet. I stepped by my father again walking into the door frame to exit the room.

"I trust you Renesmee. I'm just having a harder time than I thought at this." Edward explained.

I turned looking to dad and I wanted to hate him for earlier. I wanted to throw harsh words into his face. But regardless of my age I am still his little girl. That would be a label I would carry with me for all of eternity or until the day that I die.

"Yes it is." Edward nodded.

I threw my sweater and shoes on before charging into the room throwing my arms around his neck. Damn you for not allowing me to stay angry!Edward laughed hugging me back, his hand patting my back lightly, "go ahead."

"Thanks." I said before leaving the room.

It was all I could do to stop myself from running directly through the wall to escape the rawness rising to the surface.

"Nessie we need to talk." Bella said.

"Not right now okay?" I said pulling the front door open.

"There are things that I need to explain to you first."

I hesitantly stood in the doorway. I had two options at this point, I could run like hell, or I could have Bella's side of the story.

I closed my eyes sighing while I leaned against the door frame.

You don't want to ask this. Do not do it. Go to Jacob first. - I coached myself.

"You heard Uncle Emmett." I said.

"Yes." Bella replied.

I inhaled deeply holding my breath as I felt my cheeks flush. I turned resting my back against the doorframe now looking into the room.

"Did you ever love him back?" I asked.

"Yes but not how I love your father." Bella explained.

The bile just punched its ticket for a one way trip up my esophagus.

I felt the world blurring around me as I stared into one spot on the sofa, "one more question."

Bella nodded.

"Are you the reason that I save his life the way that Uncle Emmett said?"

"Nessie it was very complicated and very details." Bella began.

"And I very much have earned the right to know mom. Did you hurt my Jacob?" I asked.

"Yes." Bella answered.

My sickness converted quickly into pure rage. How dare she hurt my Jacob! And then had the audacity to attack him for imprinting on me therefore alleviating her mark on his heart. My jaw clinched as I glared at Bella.

"Renesmee." Edward said, "You are running out of time love."

"Right." I said before slamming the door behind me.

I shoved my face into my hands shaking my head. I'm not sure if this was still anger or disbelief over my parents keeping yet another secret from me. My body stung at the realization that Jacob had never told me about this either.

I stopped walking as I approached the edge of the forest, placing my hands to my hips. My eyes fixated on the lush carpet of grass beneath my feet. A soft wind blew against my skin whipping my hair into the freshly formed tears. I wiped my eyes and looked to the sky as if it would speak to me.

I know what this feeling must be now. My stomach hurts, my flesh feels as if I were set on fire, and my heart is still resting on the bathroom floor. It's betrayal.

I have to get away from this God forsaken place before I explode. I took a deep breath as I stepped into the forest before erupting like a volcano, plowing through as if I were a river of lava. There was a cave about 30 minutes from here that overlooked the ocean. And that would be the perfect place to just think before I went to Jacob.

What am I suppose to say to him anyway? Do I just come out and ask if he fell in love with mom? Does he still love her?

The question stopped me in my tracks. I could smell the fresh dirt that I kicked up as my breath caught in my throat. My hands clutched to my chest as the fire in my heart and the nausea in my throat fused together. The questions flowed as the dam in my mind burst into a million pieces.

Did he imprint because he wanted a piece of her to keep? Did he think about her while he was with me? Did he pretend I was her last night?

The question made me dry heave.

And my anger began to defuse over my emotions like vinegar poured on baking soda. Yesterday Jake and I were hunting, dancing, and enjoying our life. Now today I feel like I don't know him or my mother at all. There was no way that I could face him at the moment; otherwise I may say things that I will regret.

I had to know the whole detailed truth of imprinting and Bella. Jacob would be the only person I would go to for the answers, because it was only fair that I gave him a chance to answer.

I closed my eyes inhaling the lush forest into my lungs. Oddly enough the wetness of my surroundings had been my favorite smell. It reminded me of Jacob's aroma, a fresh rainstorm over the forest with an animalistic twist. For me it was like calling a bee to honey, he was irresistible though my family said he stunk.

My anger and bitterness at the situation began to recede like a wave leaving the shore. I opened my eyes shaking my head in defiance to the unfairness. I wanted to be angry, betrayed, and heartbroken! If this were the imprint magic camouflaging this it would not win with me.

I was a second place prize since he couldn't have the real thing. I had to tell myself that until I could hear the complete truth from him. I growled and I changed course for La Push because this couldn't wait. I would sneak into the garage and wait for him there. He had to come home soon and I would be waiting for him.