Chapter Ten:

ESCAPE

Jacob's POV:

Nessie was lying on the couch. She had just been stitched up by Carlisle. She looked awful. Still gorgeous of course but she looked agonized, exhausted and confused. I wanted to kiss and hug her but she was far too weak for that. She had her eyes closed but I was sure that she was still awake. I grabbed her backpack from her room as well as a pile of her clothes. Her eyes flew open at the sound of her bag falling onto the floor.

"Jacob what are you doing?"

"We're going," I muttered resentfully.

"Where?"

"Away from here. So that... that... so she can't hurt you anymore," I wanted to call Rosalie the worst name I could think of but again, it didn't sum up how horrible she really was.

"What? Who?" I stared at her.

"Rosalie. Don't you remember?" She frowned and shook her head slowly. A violent shudder rippled down my spine. Great. The blonde bitch had given her stitches and now memory loss. Fucking fantastic. Then speak of the devil- no pun intended- Rosalie walked in. She looked dead. Even though she already was. Edward must have heard my thoughts because I went to lunge at her, to rip her to shreds, make her die a painful death but he held me back in his iron grip. I looked at Renesmee who looked confused but then her eyes widened.

"Oh!" She said. She must have remembered. She screamed a terrified scream and she yelled out my name, calling me to help her. Once Edward knew I wasn't going to tear his sister apart, he let go. I ran in front of Nessie protectively. I growled menacingly- something I had never done in my human form before. Rosalie ran back to her bedroom. I scooped up Nessie, being very careful not to touch the stitches. I then slung the two backpacks across my shoulder and ran out.

"Sorry honey, I'm gonna have to get naked if we're going somewhere far away," I said, setting Nessie down on the porch step. I began yanking off my shirt. For a second, the corner of her mouth turned up, as if she was about to smile but then it disappeared. I was now in my wolf form. I jerked my head, telling her to climb on my back. I dragged the backpacks with my teeth. They got kind of annoying. She sat on my back, wrapping her arms around my neck. I felt her head drop onto the back of mine as I ran. We travelled for about three hours. It was sunset. I didn't really know where we were going but I had to get away from the thing that almost killed the love of my life.

Jake, are you okay? I heard Seth ask cautiously.

Does it freakin' look like I'm okay? The bitch of an aunt vampire just about killed my reason my being. Yeah Seth, I'm just swell. I snapped back with bitter sarcasm. I knew I was acting like a total bastard when he was only trying to help, but I was more angry than I had ever been in my life.

"Where are you gonna go?" Embry asked. I sighed mentally- I still hadn't thought of that.

"I have no idea."

"You can stay with Emily and I. We don't mind."

"Is that okay?" I asked in a hard tone.

"Yeah." I then changed my path to Sam and Emily's new house. They didn't live in La Push anymore. With Emily now pregnant, they needed a bigger house. I grunted a word of thanks and travelled faster this time.

We finally made it to Sam's house. I barked at their door. Sam stood there looking sympathetic.

"Hi Jacob. Do you want me to get Nessie?" I nodded. He lifted her off my back as she slept soundly. I phased back and untied my clothes from my ankle- a method I'd used since, probably the dark ages. I put them back on and stepped inside. The house wasn't much different than the other one, just bigger.

"Thanks Sam."

"It's okay. You've had a depressing day- you deserve some hospitality." I was supposed to smile but I was so pissed it turned out to be a grimace.

"Where's Ness?" I asked.

"Emily put her in the spare bed," He replied.

"Is she awake?"

"I think so. Go have a look." Sam showed me the way to the spare bedroom and I peeped inside. She was awake, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. I hurried over to her. We lay next to each other. I stared at her sadly.

"Nessie I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault."

"I should have been with you," I felt horrible.

"We didn't know... Rosalie-" She cringed- "Was going to do this." She gestured to her stitches. "I'm sorry I broke your hand," Now she was getting ridiculous.

"No. Don't be sorry; I'm glad you did," She rolled her eyes- but not the way she used to, with that beautiful smile. The smiled was still beautiful but weak and a little lifeless.

"I was so scared I was going to lose you," I said, looking into her chocolate eyes.

"Me too. I wasn't ready to die, not when I had only spent so much time with you." I caressed her face. "I love you," She said suddenly.

"I love you too." I gave her a light kiss. Then thirty seconds later, she was crying.

"What's wrong?" I said, bewildered. Then I understood. I don't know how long I stayed with her, maybe it was all night. She cried for hours and hours in my arms, on my shirt. All I could do was pat and hug her and tell her it was okay even though it wasn't. I really wanted to kill the sick bitch who did this to my Nessie. Who could be so heartless? And to their own niece. I looked at myself and realised I was shaking with anger. I tried to take deep calming breaths and think about Renesmee getting better but it didn't work. She seemed to have stopped crying.

"Jake?" She asked quietly, "Jake it's okay. I'm here. Calm down." Her voice was alluring and soothing as she moved her hand up and down my arm. It helped a lot. I shut my eyes and nodded. Soon we both fell asleep.

I had the best dream last night. I dreamt that Rosalie was dead and Renesmee didn't have stitches and bruises and she was looking ever so breath taking. We were just sitting on a fallen tree at La Push, just talking. How much I wished this dream could turn to reality. Why did that fucking Rosalie have to destroy everything?

A/N: Sorry about the language but I'm just trying to make it clear that Jacob hates Rosalie like hell. :)