"Stop Fred no!" I yelled out.
"Nessie Nessie!" I heard in the distance. I opened my eyes and I was sitting straight up. For a split second I didn't know where I was. Everything was blurry and I felt dizzy. I heard an intercom. The voice was mumbled or I wasn't hearing clearly. It sounded like someone said what happened. Then I heard a distant voice saying, "She had a nightmare." Oh thank God that's Jacob; he's ok.
"Renesmee!" Jacob yelled. His voice was clearer and sounded close. I felt his hands grab my shoulders. I looked up and saw Jacob's face. He looked terrified.
"Honey are you ok?" he asked franticly.
"Jacob," I cried out.
I was still shaken up. The dream felt so real. I was still trembling as Jacob held me in his arms. Thank God that it was only a dream. I started sobbing in his chest.
"It's ok baby. You're ok," he said.
I started feeling sick and pushed away from him. I quickly shuffled my feet to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. I was glad that he had a small bathroom in his bedroom, or I wouldn't have made it down the hall. Jacob was right behind me and held my hair out of the way. I felt really weak and my head was pounding. He helped me stand up and propped me on the sink counter. Then he got a cool wash cloth and wiped my forehead and neck.
"My God you scared me. Do you still feel like you have to throw up?" he asked.
"I don't think so?" I answered.
He poured a small cup of mouthwash and handed it to me. I swished it in my mouth and leaned over and spit it out in the sink.
"That was the strangest dream I ever had," I said nervously.
"Were… did you dream about Fred? You screamed out Fred stop no. Do I need to kill somebody?"
I jumped startled remembering how Jacob was tortured.
"No, it was just a stupid dream."
"Are you going to tell me what happened in the dream?"
I was stumped. I didn't know if I should tell him everything about the dream. It would just make him unnecessarily mad. I would have to explain all of the thoughts I heard Fred think.
"Honey you can tell me anything, you know that right," Jacob said bending down to face me.
"Yes I know," I said with my voice trembling.
Jacob was looking at me intensely waiting for me to give some type of answer.
"I just dreamed that he… kissed me by using his ability on me. And you were stuck behind a glass wall not able to help me."
New tears started to fall down my cheeks. I left out all of the graphic horrible details. He doesn't need to hear all of that.
"Has he tried to kiss you!" he said angrily.
His arms started to vibrate like he was close to phasing.
"No...no, he hasn't done anything," I said quickly. I put my hand on his forearm to calm him down. He continued shaking and backed away from me.
"Jacob, as I said... it was a stupid dream. Please calm down."
I started sobbing. I was trying my best to hold it all in, but seeing Jacob angry like this didn't help. Jacob closed his eyes and started breathing deeply. His entire body was vibrating. This bathroom wasn't big enough for him to phase into a werewolf without knocking down a wall… or me. I sat perched on the sink hoping that he would calm himself down. I had confidence that he wouldn't phase this close to me. I'm pretty sure he would have ran out of the bathroom if he felt that he was that close to phasing. Jacob's trembling slowed down. After taking a few more deep breaths, he opened his eyes and walked over to me. Jacob wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly for about seven seconds not saying a word. He let me go and held my head up to face him.
"Have you heard him think anything inappropriate?" he said trying to control his anger.
He wiped the tears from my face with his thumbs. I didn't want an all out war… so I told him the most innocent remark I heard.
"I heard him think that I was pretty. It was just an innocent complement."
"Innocent?" he questioned.
"Yes."
I wrapped my arms around him and held him. I realized I should have told him that I was practicing my abilities tonight with Fred. That could shed some light on this weird dream.
"Jacob."
"Yes."
"You want to know why I was so tired tonight?"
He pulled away from my embrace and looked confused.
"I was practicing my abilities with Fred trying to learn how to block his powers."
"Nessie, why would you do that? Are you hurt!"
"No... no I'm fine. It just took a lot out of me. I did it because I want to become stronger at it… so I could protect you."
"What?"
"I don't want to see you or the pack helpless against vampires who have that ability. My mom is not going to be with us all of the time."
"Tell me the truth… were you hurt?"
"Well… it did hurt. But I got better at it. And it made me feel really weak and nauseous. Aunt Alice doesn't even know it made me nauseous. But everyone knows that… I passed out."
"You what!"
"I was only unconscious for around six seconds," I said quickly.
"Renesmee Cullen what is wrong with you! I don't want you putting yourself in danger like that again!" He commanded.
The level of his voice was making my head hurt. I never heard him yell at me this loud before. He used to reprimand me as a toddler when I use to cut up, but even then his tone wasn't this demanding. Tears started to well up in my eyes again. I was sick of being told what to about practicing my abilities. Uncle Jasper didn't think it was a good idea. Now Jacob is yelling at me as if he were my father. I felt like I wanted to scream. The only thing that stopped me from screaming was knowing that Billy was down stairs, and I didn't want to scare him.
"I have to learn how to get better somehow!" I cried out. "Would you still mind if it was Zafrina helping me?"
Jacob spoke through his teeth, "I know for a fact that she wouldn't use her powers to take advantage of you. Apparently some parts of you fear that Fred is capable of…"
"No Jacob. It was just a stupid dream," I cried out.
"A dream that woke you up from your sleep screaming like someone was trying to kill you."
Jacob took his hands and cupped his forehead with his eyes closed. I extended my hand in his direction as he took a step back.
Jacob opened his eyes and let his head go. "I'm so sorry that I yelled at you Nessie." He stepped towards me and wrapped his arms around me.
"It's just that I don't want you hurt. And you say that Fred didn't do anything to you… but you woke up with a blood curdling scream. Please help me understand."
"Jacob, I don't want any other man touching me. In my dream he was. He cornered me and chocked me to kiss me, and I felt really violated. That was terrifying enough. And you… you couldn't help me. I was calling you and you were ….helpless. You couldn't phase or get off of the ground," I explained drained as if I would lose my last bit of strength if I said another syllable.
My hands started shaking. Jacob looked like he was sorry for asking me to help him understand.
"I guess my subconscious took it too far? All I know is that he thinks I'm beautiful," I said.
"You said that he thought you were pretty."
"Yeah, I also heard him say that I was beautiful," I said apologetically.
I was starting to feel sick again. I squeezed my eyes shut from a sharp pain in my head and held my stomach.
"Are you going to throw up again?" he asked.
"I don't know?" I groaned.
My mouth started watering. I knew I would throw up soon, so I didn't delay it. I slid off of the sink counter and knelled in front of the toilet. I stared throwing up again. Jacob kindly held my hair. Each gag made my head hurt even more. This is crazy. I must be sick from mixing chocolate with steak or string beans? I feel sicker now than I did after I was passed out. I wrapped my arms around the bowl as another wave of gags hit me. I reached up to flush the toilet.
"Are you done?" Jacob said with his voice cracking. He sounded like he was trying not to cry.
"I think so," I said in a shaky voice.
Jacob helped me off the floor and walked me back over to the sink. My toothbrush was still packed in my suitcase. Jacob walked to the closet and pulled out a battery powered toothbrush and opened the package. "Here you can use this," he said as he handed it to me. "Oh thank you," I murmured. I brushed my teeth for longer than usual and washed my mouth out with mouth wash. I turned around to face Jacob. He was standing so close to me the entire time I was brushing my teeth. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed the side of my head on his chest. His scent made me feel a little better and the pressure from his muscle felt good on my temples. I groaned, "My head is killing me."
"I'll get you some Tylenol."
He opened the medicine cabinet and took out two pills and handed them to me. Then got a small bathroom cup to get me some water. I swallowed the pills and sighed; mostly out of frustration. I was sick of being sick. He lifted me up and carried me back to the bedroom. Jacob gently laid me down on the bed. I felt really dizzy and hugged the pillow tightly. He pulled the covers back over me and Jacob joined me in the bed. I rested my head on his chest and he started rubbing my hair.
"Please don't do that, my head is hurting too much," I said weakly.
"I'm sorry."
"That's ok," I muttered.
"I wish I could make you feel better," he lovingly said.
"You are making me feel better."
"You should have Carlisle check you out. You really seem sick," he said worried.
"I'll be fine. If I don't get any better soon I'll see my grandfather."
I was really drained. I don't think that I would be practicing with Fred anytime soon if it does this to me. I didn't get sick those times I practiced with Zafrina. Well maybe because her abilities are frightening illusions… which can cause pain like burning. But when she stops.. .the pain doesn't linger.
"I'm sorry if I made this worse for you," Jacob said. "I probably added to your headache with my reactions."
"No Jacob. I was just thinking… because Fred's ability is making someone sick… It was cocky of me to think that I wouldn't get sick. I guess because I'm half human it affected me differently than my parents. They were able to recover quickly. I never thought that I would get this sick. I'm sorry. I will only practice with Zafrina for now on."
"Honey, just be careful in your decisions."
"I will. You know Uncle Jasper and Aunt Alice didn't think it was a good idea either."
"Well what did your father say?" Jacob asked.
"He wasn't there. I kinda just asked Uncle Jasper to tell him that I was practicing… so I didn't see his reaction. I guess he trusted us, because he didn't come to the house. Aunt Alice and Uncle Emmett watched us. Even Fred didn't want to really do it. I kinda pleaded with him. He didn't want to see me get hurt if I couldn't handle it."
"Of course he didn't want to hurt you… you're beautiful."
"Jacob don't. Especially when I still have that vision in my head."
"I'm sorry."
"I'm just really glad that I live here now. I mean… even if it is innocent admiration… I just feel more comfortable."
"He's been there for a few days. When did you hear that he thought you were pretty and beautiful?" he asked.
"Today."
"Well I'm not going to be crazed because someone gave you a complement. They would have to be blind not to know that you were beautiful. But if anyone crosses a line with you… I can't even phantom what I would do. Hopefully he's sane enough to not think that he could go any farther than admiring your looks," Jacob stated.
"I pray that he doesn't… do anything but admire my looks. He's just lonely… that's why I'm calling Tanya first thing in the morning and ask her to come down early to keep him company."
"Yeah that would be good for him," he agreed.
I kissed his chest and laid my head back down on him. I was tired but afraid that I would have a similar dream. My dream didn't make any sense to me. It would only make sense if Fred was evil. I get the fact that he's powerful and will be able to render Jacob and myself helpless if he wanted (If my mother wasn't around). But he's a good person and wouldn't do that. He wouldn't force me to be with him. All he has is a crush on me. He must be confused to wish that I could give him a child. He doesn't know me… he's not in love with me, he's just lonely. Leave it up to my over active mind to turn these little details into something utterly frightening. I inhaled deeply. He smelled different to me, but it was highly comforting.
"Help me keep my bad dreams away," I asked.
"I'll try my best."
Jacob started massaging my back and I softy moaned.
"That feels really good," I said.
"Is it helping your headache?"
"Yes, I feel a little better… thank you."
"You're welcome baby," he said softly.
"I love you so much Jacob," I mumbled.
I slowly went back to sleep trying to set up a positive dream. Hopefully my dream remains pleasant and safely gets me through the night un-rattled.
I woke up by a kiss on my forehead. I looked up and Jacob was smiling at me.
"It seems like you finally managed to sleep well. Is your headache gone?" he asked.
"Yes it's gone. I feel a little better."
"Only a little better?"
"Well...yeah. I still feel a little weird."
"Oh? Hmmm."
He narrowed his eyes and the corner of his mouth curved up. I assumed he was thinking about how long it would take me to feel normal.
"You know you project your thoughts even when you sleep? I heard you call my name and I thought that you were awake. When I looked at you, you were knocked out cold."
"Oh, I didn't know that."
I hope he didn't see any of my nightmare. I thought I only had no control of my projections when I was aroused. I don't even understand my own abilities.
"Yeah, then I heard you moan and I saw a flash of us kissing naked."
So I have a hard time controlling my projections whether I'm awake or asleep when it's only sexual? Great.
"Oh… that's interesting," I said slowly. "So there's a chance I can project my sexual dreams to you because we touch when we sleep. Good thing that I'm a one man woman."
Jacob smirked at me. This news didn't bother me that much. I might as well have imprinted on him, because he's all I want. I seriously doubt that I would have a sexual fantasy about another man.
"You want something to eat?" Jacob asked. "You practically threw up everything last night. You must be hungry?"
"Um… my stomach still doesn't feel ok. Can I have some orange juice please?"
"Sure."
Jacob kissed my forehead and got out of the bed.
"You feel a little hotter than usual. Please ask Carlisle check you out."
"I'm fine."
I felt my forehead with the back of my hand and didn't notice a major difference.
"Unless you can kiss your own forehead… you're not going to feel a difference. I've kissed your forehead plenty of times. You seem hot."
I haven't been sick in two years. I'm not totally immune to getting sick like my full vampire family. I've had a few colds, the flu, headaches, and indigestion problems in the past. I do still feel a little nauseous. It's crazy if I'm still nauseous from what Fred did to me last night. Maybe eating all of that chocolate also made me sick. Sometimes I get sick when I mix foods that shouldn't be in the stomach at the same time, or when I mix some foods with blood. On the other hand… Jacob hasn't been sick since he phased at sixteen. My grandfather explained that his high temperature prevents illness by killing any potential pathogens he comes in contact with.
I sat up as Jacob went downstairs to the kitchen. I leaned my head back onto the headboard, closed my eyes and started to rub them. They felt puffy and stung a bit. I know I don't want to have that crazy dream ever again. That took a lot out of me. I never physically reacted to a dream like that in my life. I've also never been that scared either... except for the time that the Volturi wanted to kill me because they thought I was a baby turned into a vampire; which is forbidden in our culture. Hopefully I don't look frightened if I see Fred today. He didn't do anything to me… but the dream felt so real. How can I act as if that vision won't affect me? The less I know about what he's thinking…the better off I will be. I will ask Zafrina to stay longer so she can help me with my abilities when we get back from our honeymoon. Other vampires have similar powers like Fred. I never want to feel helpless like I did in that dream.
Jacob is capable of taking out a vampire without special abilities with no problem at all. He's killed many vampires in his lifetime. But if he had to face a vampire that has the ability to inflict pain… his fate would be the same as my dream. He would be completely helpless. My mother can protect my family, but Jacob and I won't be with my mother 24/7… so I would have to be the one to protect my new family and pack members. I have to feel confident enough in my abilities to protect the people I love.
Jacob came back in the room with a glass of mango orange juice and half of a raisin bagel with only butter on it.
"I brought the bagel just in case you got your appetite back."
"Aw thank you. I'll try to eat it."
He placed the bagel on his night stand and sat down beside me. He handed me the glass of orange juice with a curious look on his face. I took a few sips and placed it on the night stand.
"So what are your plans for today?" he asked.
"I just have to try on the rest of the dresses and pick out a wedding cake at the bakery. Can I take your jeep so I can bring more things back home with me?
"Sure. Do you need me to help with anything?"
"Have you picked out a tuxedo yet?"
"Not yet," he said a bit embarrassed.
"Well what are you waiting for? The wedding is on the twelfth. It will have to be tailored."
I held my head. My headache was coming back. How could he think that he could order a tux at the last minute? It's not like we had a lot of time to plan the wedding in the first place.
"I just gave you a headache didn't I?" Jacob asked.
"Do you want my aunt to make it for you? She would be happy to do so. Plus she can make it in minutes."
"Minutes?" he questioned.
"Yes, you've never seen her at work when she sews. She's a Tasmanian devil with a needle and thread."
"Only if she doesn't mind," he said.
"I can bet my life that she would be ecstatic. But at least buy shoes, a bow tie, and cumber bun."
"I can do that."
"And dress socks."
"Nessie I have dress socks."
"Ok."
I started rubbing my temples trying to alleviate the pressure. He got behind me and started rubbing my neck.
"Sorry about the headache. Do you want something?" he asked.
"No… that feels really good."
He leaned over and kissed my neck and I gasped.
"That feels really good."
"You taste so good. I wanna eat you for breakfast," he said in a sexy tone.
A chill went down my spine. He noticed my reaction and smirked. I tried to keep a clear head… and pure thoughts. Billy was down stairs. I'm not sure of how quiet I could be.
"Can you send Aunt Alice a picture of the style tux you want? This way we can pick up the fabric when we go to Port Angeles today."
"Yeah, I'll look for something."
He continued kissing my neck and shoulders. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and texted Aunt Alice asking her could she make his tux because he's a procrastinator. I also told her that I'm getting dressed and will be there shortly. I made a few mistakes in my text because Jacob kisses were tickling my neck. I turned around to face Jacob and softy kissed his lips.
"Do you want to help with picking out the flowers? I kinda feel like you're being left out with a few of the details?" I said in a soft tone.
"No, that's woman stuff. Whatever you choose will be fine."
"I'll bring some cake samples home with me so you can pick out the ones you like best. Each tier of the cake can be a different flavor you know."
Jacob thought about it and his face lit up. I knew he liked sweets, and eating good cake has no 'gender task' associated with it.
"I'd like that."
He scoped me up in his arms and laid me down on the bed.
"If you still have a headache I know a remedy that will help you."
"You do?" I said smiling.
"Yes. Endorphins released during sexual activity can act as an effective pain killer. I can lick that headache right out of you."
"Jacob."
"Shhh… trust me. It will work."
I quickly got dressed. I didn't realize that the time went by so fast. Jacob kinda side tracked me… but I feel much better. My headache is completely gone. I don't think that Billy heard us. He was downstairs in the living room and the TV was pretty loud. Plus I used a pillow to muffle the sounds. My hair was still wet from the shower, but I didn't have enough time to dry it. And since I was taking the jeep, I couldn't air dry it by running. I got my pocket book from the bedroom closet and reached up on my toes to kiss Jacob.
"I have to leave now. I'll be back in a couple of hours," I said.
"Ok, I'm going to the shop… make sure everyone's behaving. If you need me for anything call me."
"Ok."
Jacob reached for a set of keys from his nightstand. He held it up to my eye level.
"These two are for the security door. These two are for the wooden door. The ones with the blue are for the top locks. I picked blue for the sky. And the green ones are for the bottom locks. They are all numbered 1 for the storm and 2 for the wooden door."
"Did you have to go that far to identify the keys for me? I could memorize them by the grooves you know."
Jacob chuckled, "It was just a crazy idea I had when I was at Home Depot."
"And I assume the one on the Hummer2 is for your second baby."
"Yes, she's not a mustang… so you can't whip her around corners. She's top heavy."
"Ok, I will take care of your baby. Do you want to take my car to the shop?"
He chuckled.
"No that's ok, I'll take the van. Then I'll drop it off with Quil to pick up Billy later."
Jacob leaned down and kissed me. I wanted to stay longer, but I knew Aunt Alice was having a conniption. She already left me a colorful text. I don't know if Jacob kissed me with more vigor on purpose to see if he could make me stay…but he was kissing me like he haven't seen me in weeks. It took me off guard and my knees buckled. His hands were all over me; grabbing me with just the right amount of pressure. I quietly moaned as my breathing deepened. His scent was driving me crazy. Did he not want us to make our appointment with the bakery? It took every ounce of will power for me to not undress. He finally let my mouth go and gazed at me.
"Wow, what was that for?" I said out of breath.
"Just giving you an appetizer for when you get back home," he said slyly.
"Oh," I breathed.
I was a little dizzy and tried my best to play it off. He smiled at me and took my hand. Then he kissed my ring finger and said, "I love you." "Well I love you too," I said half dazed.
I drove as fast as and as safely as I could on the rural roads. I imagined my grandfather Charlie stopping me to give me a speech about safety; mostly the safety of others. But there's no chance of that since this town is not in his jurisdiction. I called Tanya using my blue tooth.
"Hey Renesmee... how's engaged life treating you?"
"Great... How are you guys doing?"
"We're just fine. I saw the video that Emmett took when Jacob proposed to you. You two are such a special couple. I really wish you the best."
"Thanks Tanya. This all is happening so fast."
"Fast?"
"Yeah, it happened only hours after we started dating."
"Jacob has been in love with you for forever Renesmee. We were just waiting for you to mature and see him as your perfect mate."
"So you know all about the imprinting thing?" I asked.
"Yes, your mother explained it to me. Powers that be choose you to be his soul mate because you are perfect for him in every way."
"Yeah… something like that," I chuckled.
"I can't wait to come down for your birthday party. Along with celebrating your birthday… it also grew into some type of yearly vampire family reunion."
I chuckled.
"Yeah it seems that way. I really enjoy talking to the ones that aren't connected by email or phones. I really miss Nahule."
"How's everything going with the wedding plans? Has Alice dominated your decisions?"
"No, she's been very helpful. She wants whatever Jacob and I want."
"That's good. I know how she can run wild with her ideas sometimes. I guess a century has changed her."
"Tanya, I was hoping you could come down early. You know our house guest is feeling like a third wheel, and I thought you cou…"
"Sure, I'll be happy to come down. When do you want me to come?"
"I was thinking tomorrow?"
"Hmm. I could pack light and just go shopping for more clothes in the evening… sure, I'll be there."
"Great. I can't wait to see you."
"See you soon," she said cheerfully.
I was glad that she didn't mind coming down early. It will take her less than an hour to come down if she runs the entire way. I'll be happy to see her regardless that my original intent is to have Fred fall for her. She's very beautiful with long strawberry blonde hair. She was turned at an older age than Fred; she was twenty five, but what is age really when you're immortal.
I knew Aunt Alice was mad that I'm later than expected. I slowed down a bit once I got closer to the main house. Once I turned in our tree lined path, I sped up a bit. I saw Aunt Alice already on the porch with her arms folded. She didn't look her usual bubbly self... and that's my fault for cutting it so close. We have so much to do today related to the wedding. I parked it in the front of the house and smiled at her hoping she would quickly forgive my tardiness. She was tapping her toes impatiently. I got out of the jeep and dashed up the steps and stopped in front of her. Aunt Alice looked up at me with one eyebrow raised. She showed me her watch on her tiny wrist.
"Did someone keep you?" she asked annoyed.
"Come on Aunt Alice… I'm here now. We still have time."
Her face smoothed out and she relaxed her stance. She twisted her lips then slowly smiled.
"I'll give you this one… being that you're all smitten," she said.
"Smitten…who says that?"
She smirked at me and looked me up and down. I wondered what she was thinking?
"Oh well, you're going to love the way the dresses came out. I had more time last night to bead the intricate designs on the third one we tore out of the magazine. It looks identical to the picture," she said in her normal bubbly voice.
My father quickly came to the door.
"Good morning Renesmee," he said.
"Hi dad."
He looked like he was up to something. He had an odd look in his eye. I've memorized all of my father's expressions. This was a worried look that was covered by false contentment.
"Let's take a brief walk," he said light heartedly.
"Edward we still have tons to do," Aunt Alice complained.
My father gave her a quick glance and she backed off.
My father and I ran deep into the forest and stopped at a fallen tree. I brushed off the moss with my hand and sat down. I thought he wanted to talk about my new living arrangements or give me some type of speech asking me to sleep in a separate bedroom than Jacob until we're married.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
I was wondering why he took me away from the house. We could have had a mental conversation while I was trying on the dresses. Whatever he wants to talk about… he doesn't want anyone to see our reactions. I started to get scared. He took a deep sigh and his eyes lost the mask that he wore and they became worried.
"Jacob is worried about you. He told me last night that you had a nightmare and woke up screaming 'Stop Fred no!' Is everything ok? Did Fred do something to you or say something to you?" My father asked.
Why would Jacob tell my father? Who am I kidding? Of course he would if he thought I was in any type of danger. He must have snuck out of the room while I was asleep to texed him?
"No dad. But he does have a little crush on me. He thinks that I'm pretty that's all. It's innocent. I can easily divert it. He's just a bit envious of Jacob."
"He told you this!" My father said angrily.
"No, I heard him think it."
"I didn't hear anything of that nature from him the times I listened to his thoughts," my father said as he contemplated.
"I didn't hear anything too until last night when he came back to meet Jacob."
My father's expression grew angrier and I noticed his muscles tensing up.
"Don't say anything to him. We shouldn't be in his head in the first place. He's just lonely. That's why I asked Tanya to come down early to keep him company."
"Well what in the world made you scream out Stop Fred no?"
"Oh, I guess Jacob didn't text you that," I said a bit frustrated.
"Trust me… Jacob was just worried about you. You scared him half to death; Exact words in text."
I didn't really feel like going through this again.
"In my dream, he was trying to kiss me and used his powers on me," I said nervously.
That was an understatement. But I didn't want my father to over react as he sometimes does. My father looked at me with narrowed eyes.
"You know my nightmare is being with someone other than Jacob."
"Perhaps you shouldn't have been practicing with him last night. The combination of that and him being envious of Jacob surely had something to do with your dream," my father stated.
"I'm pretty sure his little crush will die down... especially with me not living in the house."
"Is that another reason why you wanted to leave?" he asked in a softer tone.
"It's a reason, but not the main reason."
My father looked apologetic.
"We should have asked you if you felt comfortable with him staying with us. No one really objected to him staying, and I didn't hear any negative thoughts in his head… and Alice didn't foresee any danger. Alice wouldn't be able to see his decisions if they were about you since she can't see you at all. I'm truly sorry if this made living in your own home difficult. I promise I will do a better job of making sure you are comfortable in future situations," my father stated.
"Dad I didn't even know that he liked me until last night. He seemed happy for me when he found out that I was engaged when the family first talked to him. I guess I grew on him. Must be my charm," I joked. "But seriously, there's no need to be angry at Fred. I just equated it to if I meet one of the singers that I adore while I was single... how I would envy their wife. Like Kate Hanson or Danielle Jonas."
"Well I won't rip his head off… yet. I'll give him some time to redeem himself. You know you are the most beautiful girl in the world."
"You're just saying that because I'm your daughter. All parents say that."
I slid off the log and hugged my father. We both sighed at the same time.
"My life is starting to feel like a soap opera," I chuckled.
"I'm glad you have Jacob in your life. He will keep your story lines optimistic."
I smiled at him.
"And please try not to be angry at him because he texed me. He's just worried about your wellbeing," my father pleaded.
"I won't even mention it."
My focus is on the future. All I should be concerned with is being Jacob's wife. This nonsense must fade in the background.
"What am I going to do with two… three overprotective men in my life?" I asked. I had to include Uncle Jasper in my comment. He thinks I'm as frail as a bird.
My father smirked.
"Well, when Tanya gets here, she won't have any problem with keeping Fred company. His look is her type," he said.
"And what look is that?" I asked.
"Male," my father said chuckling.
I shook my head at his comment. Hopefully she is his type. Knowing that he wants children so much… he may be waiting out for a human. As long as he's not waiting out for me… it's all good.
"Let's get back to the house. Your Aunt is probably having an immense fit by now. She's been anxiously waiting for you to try on the dresses since they were finished. Plus you have to go to Port Angeles to pick out your wedding cake."
"Well most likely run there," I said.
"You know they have you taste different cakes. Knowing you, you will probably over do it and have a stomach ache. I suggest that you take the Porsche. I can foresee that you will have trouble running back home… and I can't even predict the future."
"I guess we can use the car. We also have to pick up fabric Leah's dress and Jacob's tux. He waited to the last minute, so Aunt Alice agreed to make it for him."
"Is Jacob nervous about the wedding?" he asked.
"No, not at all. I don't think I'm nervous either? I think people get nervous over weddings because they are vowing their life to someone. Forever can be scary to some people. If a marriage was only a one month limit... no one would be nervous. I know for an absolute fact that I want to spend the rest of my life with Jacob. Flowers not showing up on time, or any trivial thing that has to do with the event not running smoothly… is the least of my worries. I'm marring my best friend. It could rain all day. Quil could lose the ring. At the end of the day I will still be Mrs. Black."
"You really amaze me Renesmee. You have grown into a mature young lady. I'm… we're so proud of you. You have our upmost respect and endearing love. You and Jacob had my blessing for years. We were just waiting for the right time. Speaking of time, we have to get back. My sister has turned into a mad woman being your wedding planner and everything in between. I like having my limbs attached. Let's start to head back."
"Ok dad."
"Just think… in one week you'll be married."
I smiled and we both darted to the house.
