It's Nessie's point of view once again... Enjoy!
CHAPTER 20
The door closed behind dad and Jacob, and I felt the fear creep into my bones. I knew they were fighting some very strong impulses to attack each other. Jacob's extreme shakes, dad's deadly stares and vicious snarls were keeping me on the edge. I was afraid I was the only thing that prevented them from fighting.
Grandpa placed a cold hand on my forehead, the way he always did to monitor my temperature and wellbeing.
I closed my eyes. I was hyper aware of the two men I loved the most outside of my door. There was a heavy silence on the other side. My chest contracted tightly. My body throbbed and my heart was begging for all of this to be easier.
A tear escaped and rolled down my cheek.
Today was the day I should've been the happiest. Today, I got reunited with the love of my life. Today, I got all my prayers answered. Today, Jacob proposed to me and I said yes. Today was the beginning of my happy forever.
But nothing was the way it was supposed to be.
Another tear ran down my face. Grandpa hugged me and whispered comforting words.
I cried quietly, allowing grandpa to baby me. My hand went to his cheek.
I'm sorry I fell in love with our enemy.
Grandpa gently pushed me away from his shoulder and looked at me with that wisdom of his and that never-ending tenderness. He spoke very low, understanding that I didn't want our conversation heard from them.
"Never be sorry for who you love. Love is good. Love is magic. Love has no boundaries." He grinned at his last words. He brushed away my tears and hugged me back. "Your grandma reminded me of this not that long ago, when we had finally realized that your dad loved your mom. I was scared that their love was wrong and that it wouldn't be possible. But honey, grandma was right: love has no boundaries. And love brings miracles." He said with so much conviction that I believed him. He looked at me with love and happiness. I knew he meant that I was the miracle.
His words were exactly what I needed to hear and I smiled, kissing his cheek.
Love is good. Love is magic. I repeated to myself, feeling that sparkle of joy grow in me.
Grandpa went back to being the doctor and asked me questions about my eating habits since I started college.
He was upset when he learned that I didn't drink any blood after that first week. He was getting really irritated when I admitted that I had lied to the family when I'd mentioned drinking a fox. He was fuming when I confessed that the last days, I didn't eat anything at all.
Grandpa didn't understand I couldn't feed. Not when I thought I had lost my reason for existing.
He didn't lecture me though. He looked gloom and stared into space pensively. He just mumbled "like father, like daughter".
I felt ashamed for my actions now that I realized how dangerous it was to starve. I never thought I was destructible, living with eternal being who never got hurt made me forget my own weaknesses.
A menacing growl in the hallway brought me back to the present. I looked at grandpa with alarm. He shook his head in reassurance and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.
I was so embarrassed, and a little scared, that dad was acting like a savage animal in front of the man I loved. My family had always told me that the wolves were the dirty, reckless monsters and that we were the sophisticated, civilized creatures.
Dad was proving us wrong.
When Jacob finally broke that heavy silence on the other side of the door, my heart jumped with the electrical jolt that his voice always caused me. My body itched to run to him but I knew they needed this man-to-man conversation.
Jacob's voice was determined but nervous. He sounded young compared to the rest of my family. And I realized that even though he had years on me, dad had decades on him.
I listened to Jacob's words and how he confessed his love for me. My head spun with joy. My heart was too excited inside of my chest. My feet were restless, wanting to go to him at this instant.
The silence that followed his speech was mortifying. I was glued to the bed, my breathing paused, my jaw clenched.
Dad didn't say a word. And I hated that he had the power to make this a nightmare and I hated that I wanted his approval so that I could be completely happy. I didn't think I had the energy to handle another fight. I was weak without Jacob.
"Jacob, I won't forbid you to see my daughter," dad finally said.
The words echoed in my head with brightness. Dad consented of our love.
I let out the air I was holding in. I felt lightness and relief and excitement. I could feel Jacob's similar happiness radiate on the other side of the door. I could hear his grin in his voice.
Grandpa patted my head, a smile to his lips and a light in his eyes that said: I told you everything would be fine.
I jumped off of the bed and ran to the door.
Dad talked more, listing rules, lecturing and what? How dare dad discussed my virtue and how we were allowed to express our love to each other!
I saw red. I was furious. I slammed the door open and yelled at dad.
Dad was frigid, not moving at all, in his defensive mode. His eyes leveled with mine in a decisive look.
"Nessie," Jacob exhaled, his eyes shining, "we can be together, that's what count."
I was livid and yet so thrilled to see my Jacob.
"Princess, the decision is made." Dad stated with an authoritative tone I'd had never heard before.
I shot him an evil look.
If you don't want to see us jeopardizing my virtue, you should leave now, because I'm going to kiss my fiancée, and you can't stop me.
"Renesmee," he ordered with anger.
"Dad, you can't tell me how I should and can love him, I am not a child anymore." I responded with surprising calm.
He glared at Jacob, who shivered and automatically looked down. My dad knew that Jacob was resigned to do whatever he said. And that triggered me to rebel even more.
I ran to my soul mate and jumped in his waiting arms. I crashed my lips against his with fervor.
I didn't care about dad's rules.
Jacob got lost in the kiss immediately, already forgetting the rules. He moaned and sucked on my lower lip. I opened my mouth wider and our tongues reunited. My body was on fire and I squeezed my legs around his waist. Jacob's hands were on my hips and the tingles that erupted with his touch drove me crazy. I deepened our kiss and tangled my hands in his hair.
Suddenly, I was back on the ground, too far from Jacob. His hands pushed me away from him. He was holding me back, making sure I wouldn't jump him again.
He nervously looked over my head to see the vampire behind me. I knew dad wasn't there anymore. He'd left as soon as I had kissed Jacob.
His eyes fell back on me and our gazes locked, the familiar electricity flickering in me. His breathing was heavy and his eyes were dark and so obviously craving for more.
I smiled maliciously, looking at his glistening, swollen lips. I bit my lower lip, thinking about the feeling of them on me. I wanted to feel him and taste him.
"Nessie, baby, please," he begged. He knew he wouldn't resist if I tried him again, and he was such a good boy, trying his hardest to please my dad.
My breathing was calming down and I stopped pushing against his hands.
"Let's respect Edward's rules. He is your dad." Jacob tried to convince me.
A flash of anger passed through me. When did teenagers follow parentals' rules? Why did I have to be a good girl?
"Jacob," I said, slowly walking closer to him. He looked at me with warning, but full of desire. "I need you." I whispered.
Jacob swallowed hard, his eyes fixated on me. "I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."
I shook my head. "No, Jacob, that's not what I mean. I need you." I pressed my palm against his flaming cheek and warmth coursed through my veins before settling down in the pit of my stomach.
His eyes turned pitch black. He felt it: my lust for him. I stepped closer, in slow-motion, not wanting him to push me away again.
My hand was still pressed against his cheek. I lifted myself up onto the tip of my feet, straining to reach his face, and finally pressed my lips against his soft, welcoming mouth.
This time, the kiss was tender and soft. I projected through my hands how his touch made me feel. I needed him to know how he ignited my whole body with love and wants and warm happiness. He wrapped his arms around my back and pulled me up to him, our bodies one against the other. Our kiss deepened but it was still slow and sweet. My other hand went to his other cheek and I framed his face firmly, while I let myself get lost in the amazing sensations of his lips against mine. His lips trailed to my jaw line. I was breathless. We hadn't kissed with so much passion since that time in the forest. His kisses followed the jaw line up to my ear. His breathing tickled me and blissful goose bumps erupted over my burning body. My heart was erratic. I tugged at his hair with pleasure.
"I need you too, Nessie," he breathed shakily in my ear. I shivered.
I desperately searched his lips and kissed him. He kissed me back lightly before pulling away.
He looked at me with the sexiest smile and the most tantalizing gaze.
I loved him so much.
"Let's slow down, baby," he whispered with little conviction. I clung tightly around his neck. He chuckled. "Nessie, let go of me please," he said, somewhat amused, somewhat freaking out. "Your dad and your grandpa are right here, behind the door."
I clung even harder and bent down, kissing his neck with fierce, sucking on his delicious skin. I heard the intake of breath and felt the quiver in his body. He liked what I was doing to him.
He grabbed my arms from behind him and tried to pull me off of him. I squeezed my legs around his waist firmly while my hands held onto the back of his neck with as much strength as I had.
It felt so good to be this close to him. I loved feeling his chest frantically moving up and down against mine, his hips shifting against mine, teasing that tight ball of fire in the pit of my stomach. His steaming breath was all over me and made my body melt with desire.
"I'll let go if you promise me that you won't listen to my dad." I breathed out with difficulty.
He shook his head with desperation. "I already promised him. Don't make me break my words with your dad, he already hates me."
I smiled against the crook where his shoulder meets his neck. I placed a soft kiss there before lifting my head to face him. I looked at my future husband straight in the eyes.
"He doesn't hate you, Jacob. He would never hate you because you make me so happy."
He nodded, his face glowing with happiness. "You make me so happy too." He kissed me on the forehead and inhaled deeply, spreading yearning sparkles over my skin. "But right now, I would prefer if you let go of me. I think our happiness depend on me not being ripped apart by your dad." I would've busted out laughing by his serious tone if mom's sudden scent hadn't reached me.
Jacob smelled it too because he flinched involuntary at the new vampire scent. The mood between us immediately changed and I let go of Jacob.
Dad swiftly opened the door, his stiff body awaiting the arrival of mom with eagerness.
And then, there she was, walking down the hallway with a quick step. Her worried gaze locked with mine and she quickly examined me with her eyes, relief washing over her.
"I think Jacob is right, princess, you wouldn't want dad to kill him," she said with a tiny smile.
I ran to my mom, hugging her tightly.
"Mom," I stated with solace.
Mom's comforting marble arms wrapped themselves around me in a flash.
"How are you feeling, baby?" She asked with that exaggerated motherly concern, her eyes looking like she would cry if she could. "I got so scared when Alice told me about how sick you were." She squeezed hard and held me there, against her silent heart.
"I'm fine. I just hadn't fed enough. Jacob immediately helped me." I said, suddenly blushing as I remembered sucking the blood out of his palm.
Mom brushed my hair and then let go of me.
She looked up to Jacob, who was staring at her with shock or awe, I wasn't sure. She smiled widely, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
"Jake," she said with enthusiasm, walking toward him. She stopped only a few inches from him. Jacob shook his head with stupor and returned her smile.
"Bells," he said before opening his arms for her. Mom stepped closer and hugged him.
Dad growled and we all stared at him. Mom seemed furious with dad. I approached mom and Jacob, already missing his closeness. Jacob immediately swung his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer.
Mom tore her eyes away from dad and looked back at us. She watched us with inquiry.
"So this is true, Jake? You imprinted on my only daughter?"
"Yep," he simply answered.
Mom shook her head with disbelief but there was delight in her eyes.
She stared one more time at dad and then exhaled with frustration. Dad was immobile and looked miserable, his eyes pleading mom for something.
"Jake, I think you should go home, sleep or something, and come back here tomorrow, okay? We need some family time today." Mom said, looking at both of us for agreement.
I pouted. "Mom, why can't he stay?"
She gave me a sweet smile. "You'll see him soon enough, baby. He needs to sleep, and maybe even take a shower," she teased, "and we need to talk."
I sighed with defeat.
Jacob squeezed me against his side and kissed my temple.
"I'll see you later." He stated, his voice forcing a casual tone but it was strained.
I stared at him and pouted again.
He smiled at me, letting me know everything will be fine. He cupped my cheek and tenderly brushed my cheek.
"I'll be back soon, promise." He said.
I nodded, inhaling deeply, and watched him walk away.
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