Disclaimer: Erin and Andrew are my characters. I only borrow the others to be my own personal meat puppets.

A/N: Lol, I just checked my story traffic on this and I have 1,469 hits and 469 visitors. I don't know if anyone not from my school would get that, but its funny. Right. I think it may be time for some Edward-Jacob drama eh? Next couple chapters are written for it!

Nessie POV

I walked on to the shore and Jake looked away from me. Rejection hit me again with no less force than before. I ignored it and sat next to him on the short strip of sand before the rocky beach began. He didn't look at me, and the water washed up on us every few seconds, covering our legs in the salty concoction.

We sat there for a long time. Finally he dared to glance up. His assessment of my appearance didn't go unnoticed. He looked like he was in pain when he saw me. I glimpsed myself briefly as my eyes turned to follow his. I noticed how the water had soaked through my dress. But before I had time to blush he was there.

Jake started kissing me, brushing along my bottom lip fervently. I parted my lips to him and he seriously started to make out with me. I didn't complain. It was very enthralling actually. But all of the tenderness from previous kisses was gone.

I didn't have time to consider this any longer. Jake flipped me onto my back and was now on top of me, still kissing. He supported most of his weight himself by leaning on his hands but he was so close! There probably wasn't a single part of our bodies that wasn't touching. I tried not to think about that. There were certain anatomical structures I'd rather not think about.

I was running short on air. I gently pushed him up so I could breathe. He hovered over me. He spoke in a rushed and breathless tone, "Renesmee Carlie Cullen, I have waited seven years for you. Let's not wait any longer." And with that he started passionately kissing my neck. My arms were wrapped around him and the sensation he was creating on my skin was amazing. I let out an involuntary noise somewhere between a soft moan and a contented sigh.

His hands found his way behind me. He was starting to fiddle with my bra clasp. I needed to decide now.

"Jake… stop Jake." I said, not wanting to hear my own voice.

He pulled up instantly with a furrow on his forehead. "What is it?" He said, not wanting to believe me either. I took a moment for a long thought. Why didn't I want this? Why were there so many butterflies in my stomach? This was supposed to feel right. My first time could be on the beach with the love of my life, the waves lapping gently against us. But my chest felt so hollow.

"Are you sure?" I asked. It was the only thing I could think of.

He laughed and then traced the tip of his nose along my collarbone. I took a forced breath. "More than anything Nessie."

What was I supposed to say now? They always taught you to just say no. How inadequate that was now. What if you were saying no to your half-breed werewolf love that you were meant to be with for the rest of forever? "I'm not." I managed to squeak out.

He was hurt. I could see that. "About me or…?"

I responded quickly, my eyes widening. "No of course not you! I know you. I need you Jacob. But I'm not sure about this." I motioned aimlessly, trying to be blunt.

He was disappointed. He sighed. But then he smiled weakly. "Alright."'

I smiled back. "So uh, you gonna get off me?"

Momentarily we were sitting side by side. I leaned on to his shoulder and he put his arm around me. My chest didn't feel so empty anymore; he was touching me with love again. I racked my brain for a word to describe his actions earlier as we said there on the beach for what seemed like hours. I found a word.

Aggressive.

We made our way back to the house and I went inside to discover Alice had restocked my backpack with a fresh set of clothes. A terrible thought crossed my mind. What if she had seen Jake and I…

Oh god.

This sucked.

Jacob POV

While Nessie was in the bathroom, I recounted all of the latest events on the beach in my head. I had pushed her. I swore I wouldn't! I was to weak to even restrain myself. I wasn't some horny teenager! If I aged like every one else on planet earth I would be 23 by now.

"Dammit." I said aloud, not meaning to. I hoped she hadn't heard. I was lucky she hadn't just run away earlier.

"Jake are you ok?" she called in that goddess voice from the bathroom. The way she had kissed me. It was just plain unfair.

"Yeah, fine. Just gonna go outside real quick." I said. I needed a release. So I walked out the door, praying that wicked fairy aunt of hers didn't provide another oh-so-tempting ensemble.

I marched up to the first tree I saw and punched it as hard as I could. My knuckles bled some, but the tree shattered into a shower of sawdust before me with a deafening blow, and when the splinters settled I saw it was mangled horribly. I stared at it bitter sweetly. What if I'd let out just a little of that strength earlier? I wanted to throw myself off a cliff just thinking about poor Nessie, my Nessie being forced into something like that. Correction, she wasn't mine. She wasn't a toy I could use, break, and replace. I had no right to do that to her. I had no claim to her whatsoever. I wouldn't blame her for hating me. \

Moments later, the wound on my hand was healed. I wasn't satisfied, but the boxing mach with the killer-oak helped me let go of some of that anger. I considered another thick tree and was deciding on whether I'd just punch it or tear it apart limb from limb when she joined me outside. I speed walked away from my misdeed, hoping she wouldn't notice.

"Hey what's going on? I thought I heard thunder or something. And what happened to that tree?" She missed nothing.

"Uh… I dunno. I like your clothes." Don't blame me. It was the only thing I could think of. Now she was wearing jeans, a fitting T, and a zip up hoodie she didn't zip up.

"Thanks. I guess."

"Come on. Five forty five. Let's not be late."

"Since when do you look forward to a meeting involving my father?"

"Since now. He and I need to talk." I left it at that. It was time for Daddy Bloodsucker and I to face up.

A/N: That was interesting to write. Well, enjoy cause from here on out, the chapters are mostly clean. Except for maybe one or two at the very end. We'll see.