Title: Renesmee's Forever: All Grown Up, Chapter 14
Author: FunSizedAuthor
Word Count: 1,662
Rating: M
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Renesmee
"We don't have any forks," I sigh as I plop down next to Jacob on the floor, "or plates for that matter."
"The gas station a few blocks over probably has a box of plastic forks. Otherwise, we could go see if a neighbor has some."
"I think you're supposed to go ask neighbor's for sugar, not forks," I laugh, eyeing the styrofoam container of Chinese.
"You decide," he sighs, standing and walking into the bathroom only to open it immediately. "Because we don't have toilet paper either," he groans. I laugh and go to find my phone and look for a Target or grocery store.
"Come on let's go to target. We can look for some basic dining stuff and maybe an air mattress. Then we don't have to have to sleep on the floor.
"That who broke newlyweds thing is a factor right now. We can't afford to go buy an air mattress if we want to buy a real bed at some point."
"Okay, but toilet paper and forks we can go buy at least," he sighs, relenting. "Do you have any money in your purse?"
"No, but we can just put it on the credit card." He looks at me blankly for almost a solid minute before I ask, "what?"
"Just wondering if you heard what you said, or if you said it out of instinct."
"Okay wise guy, what did I say?"
"We can't charge it on the credit card because first of all your parents used to pay those but canceled them because they live in New Zealand, and even if we could, we wouldn't exactly be living the broke newlywed life if your parents just paid off our credit cards." I roll my eyes and flop backward onto my back.
"This sucks, " I sigh. "I'm starting to understand why newlyweds just have sex all the time. They can't afford to do anything else." He chuckles and comes to lay down next to me.
"We are going to do this together, and it will make our relationship even stronger and blah blah-" I lean over and kiss his him.
"I love you. I'm also famished," as if to prove my point my stomach growls. He laughs and hops up, helping me stand up as well.
"I have some cash. We can go buy a twelve piece, inexpensive silverware set and some of those reusable plates that are plastic."
"That's only enough for us to have two guests over for dinner!"
"Fine, two twelve piece sets and a plate, bowl, and cup for each one."
"But then we need some cloth napkins. I don't want to hand my six dinner guests paper napkins. We also need paper napkins and paper towels by the way. And toilet paper, bath towels, bedding, pots and pans, some laps, a kitchen table."
"Ness, enough."
"Do you think it's too late to call everyone who came to the wedding and tell that we changed our minds, we want wedding gifts?"
"I mean… but we can deal with that later. We need to go back to the original plan of asking some neighbors for plastic utensils, and I'll run to the store and get toilet paper and paper towels, okay?" Jacob looks distraught, being the one to tell me, no but I understand where he was coming from. The truth is that we don't have enough money to get even some of the essentials and we won't have an apartment next month if we don't find jobs pretty quick.
"Fine," I grumble, grabbing my apartment keys and wandering out the door without kissing Jake to start knocking on doors. He follows me out and manages to kiss my cheek quick before making it down the two flights of stairs in hunt of what we need.
The first door I knock on, they don't have any disposable products. Next is a grumpy old lady with two large, noisy dogs, though I do note that it's good that the building lets you keep large dogs and wonder if it applies to 6-foot wolves as well. There are four doors where nobody answers until I get to one where I can hear the music before I can see the door. A red-haired girl who looks to be about 21-22 with a surprisingly tasteful nose ring and tongue ring opens the door. Behind her is a mess of soda cans and liquor floating around between at least five other people in the room.
"Can I help you?"
"Hey, um, I just moved in, and I have absolutely no forks or plates or anything like that. Do you maybe have some plastic forks and plates I could borrow?"
"I can look, do you want to come in and have a drink?"
"Umm." I check my phone for something from Jacob.
"I'm Izzy."
"Renesmee."
"Pretty fancy name, come in, grab something to drink." I glance down the hall once more before nodding and following her in. "That's Callum, Everett, Carrie, Rebecca, Owen, and Marinna. This is Rene-something. She needs plates and forks." she turns to me, "which I'm going to go look for right now. Make yourself a strong drink. I'll be back."
"So Rene, what's your poison?" The blond, Callum, asks.
"Um, Jack and coke?" I've honestly never drunk anything besides wine and champagne but Jack and Coke are something I know to be a pretty standard, and I think something they have sitting on the coffee table. "And Renesmee, or Nessie I guess." I sit down on an armchair, slightly separated from everyone else but still apart of the small group. My phone buzzes as Callum hands me my drink, so I take a swig, set it on the table and pull it out of my pocket.
"Boyfriend?" Either Everett or Owen asks.
"Husband actually," I saw with a laugh. "We just moved in this afternoon, so he's out buying toilet paper and paper towels while I hunt down plates and forks. I wave in the general direction that… Izzy went in before taking another sip of my drink.
"Well hey, tell him he's more than welcome to come by for a drink."
"Are you inviting people to drink my booze?" Izzy calls, as she comes back into the room. "Plastic fourth of July plates and a box of utensils. They are all yours but this by no means, means you have to leave, stick around for awhile if you don't have plans." I smile and take the pile, setting it on the floor next to me.
"Girly's got a husband," Marinna explains.
"No shit? Baby too? Or is he a high school sweetheart," Izzy comes and sits on the armrest of my chair throwing her arm over me.
"Something like that, but no, no baby at the moment."
"Well, hubby is invited. Does he have a name? Send him a text right now!" I giggle and pull up my texts with him. You can tell they have all been drinking for a while but other than going home to eat cold Chinese and have sex, I have nothing better to do than let someone give me free booze.
"So what are you, 20? How long have you been married?"
"I'm 21, and he's 23. We got married last year."
"Awh! That's so sweet," Rebecca chirps from the other end of the couch for the first time.
"Besides Owen and Carrie who have been dating for two years, everyone else here is single as fuck," Izzy explains.
"That is not correct. I've been seeing that one guy for two weeks now."
"Marianna, if you call him 'that one guy' it's probably not anything serious. You're as good as single." There's a knock on the door, and Izzy jumps up. "What's hubby drink?"
"The same probably?" I know Jacob used to go out drink a lot with the pack before this last year, but I've never asked him what he likes so hope that alcohol, in general, will do the trick. Callum pours another drink and hands it to Izzy so she can answer the door.
"You must be hubby!" She calls into the hallway at Jake.
"Jacob." He reaches out to shake her hand, but she gives him his drink instead.
"You're wife told me this would be good enough as a housewarming present, along with the plates and forks so welcome to the neighborhood." She pulls him into the room closing the door behind her, Jacob gives me a crazy eyed look as he's hauled over to me.
"Well, we would like a kitchen table or dish set but sure." I giggle, finishing off my drink. "Hey babe," I mutter as Jacob leans over to kiss me.
"They are just so cute!" Rebecca giggles.
"Hey man, chug that so I can get you some more. You gotta catch up with the ladies. It's only the polite thing to do," Everett calls.
"Nice to meet you," Jacob chuckles reaching out to shake his hand.
"No, no," Everett shakes his head. "No need for formalities, just take a seat and get drunk." Jacob gives me a goofy look before slamming his drink and handing Everett his cup. I push my hand into Jacob's thigh as he takes Izzy's spot on the armrest.
"Did we just make friends?" Jacob looks at me and smiles shrugging. Everett hands back the cup and Jacob smiles even wider at me and gives me a single nod.
"Come on, none of that couple telepathy. Tell us what you are doing in Maine!" Izzy calls. I giggle and start telling her the slightly adjusted story of how Jacob and I ended up in her living room asking for plates and forks.
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