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Chapter Forty-Three: 'Screw Purity Rings…'

When I went to bed that night after the tiring party of old relatives, new friend of my family and werewolves, I found Zoe asleep in my bed. Even though her eyes were closed, I could tell she had been crying for a long time. The skin around her eyes were puffy and her nose was still an astonishing shade of red. Her hair was mussed up as her side bangs stuck to her forehead.

I tucked a fuzzy blanket over her, carefully took off as many of her accessories as I could, as well as her shoes, without waking her up before turning off the light and shut the door quietly behind me as I walked out. I made sure that before I shut the door behind me, I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt to change into later.

With the clothes under my hand, I walked back down stairs to where my family was putting the TV room back to the way it was. "Hey, have you seen Jacob?" I asked them, bouncing slightly on the balls of my feet.

"In his house," Emmett said, throwing red Solo cups at rapid fire in Jasper's direction. I saw my uncle was at the other end of the room holding a black trash bag open as he caught the cups. "Said he was going to watch a football game if any of us wanted to join him."

"Right."

I very nearly dashed from the house. I hadn't seen Jacob much that night and I missed hearing his voice. I missed feeling the touch of his lips against mine, and for some reason, tonight I wanted more that just the touch of his lips. I'd been kept hidden for so long by my parents from the one person I could have ten thousand times over, just because I knew that we had a bond very few other people did.

And, tonight, I wasn't going to be hidden anymore.

I bounded up the front stairs to Jacob's house and knocked on the door twice. His voice from inside called, "Come in," so I pushed the door open and shut it quietly behind me. "Oh, hey, you," he said as I walked into the TV room, placing my clothes on the coffee table.

"Hi," I said, sitting down next to him on the couch. "I missed you tonight."

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed the side of my temple. "I missed you, too. I was surrounded by too many people that smelled like overly powerful perfume. I needed the smell of a perfect summer night from the sexiest little minx I know."

I grinned and tilted my chin up to softly kiss his neck. "Jacob?" He looked down at me with a sift smile. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Anything at all, Nessa."

As I sat up, I turned to face him. My hands took his. "Do… You ever think about it?"

Jacob flicked his head to move his hair from his eyes. "Think about what?"

"Think about… Like, you and me… Doing things like-"

"Sex?" he said blatantly, grinning when I rolled my eyes. "You can say it, Renesmee. It's not like it's a swear word or anything. It's not even a forbidden word." I stayed silent, waiting for him to answer my question.

"Of course I think about it…" he uttered in a voice that was so low and sexy, I swear, just hearing it over and over again could make every single molecule in my body contract. "I think about it all the time." My eyebrows rose slightly. "I mean, I'm a guy, of course I think about it, but with you, it's different, I guess."

"Different?"

"Yeah, different. I've had a respect for you that no one can ever measure. I love you so much that everything in the entire world couldn't express for I feel about you. And I've wanted to be able to hold you in my arms, just hold you, since you were a baby, but ever since that day after school, Jesus, Renesmee, I've been thinking about you in all kinds of unspoken ways for almost every second of the day."

My hand traveled from his palm to his neck, tracing small, delicate circles with the tip of my finger. "Oh, you have?"

He swallowed. "Um, uh, yeah," he stammered. "Why, have you thought of me that way?"

"Ever since I learned what it was." Jacob grinned and turned toward me. "I… Love you so much and I want to be able to love you in every possible way, not just like in the PG-13 chick flick version."

"Well… What happens in the PG-13 hick flick version of tonight, exactly?" he said, swallowing again.

I inched close to him. "We kiss, then we talk about our lives, then we make out and fall asleep on the couch in each other's arms," I said, moving closer to him with each word until our lips were almost touching.

"And in the non-PG-13 chick flick version?"

I didn't need to say anything. Instead, I just grinned and pressed my lips to his, my hands cupping his jaw. Jacob's lips parted mine as his tongue grazed across my bottom lip before sucking it between his own lips. He deepened the kiss, pulling me onto his lap so I was straddling his legs. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down. Our chests were pressed against each other. Jacob's breath was already picking up.

My hands ran through his hair as his tongue slid between my lips and pressed against mine. A moan bubbled up in my throat when his hands found their way to the zipper of my dress. Very slowly, they moved until the zipper was all the way down. Jacob pushed the deep green fabric off my shoulders, his fingers trailing softly down my arms. I undid the buttons to his shirt and did the same.

"Jacob?" I gasped when his lips moved down to my pulse. He moaned into my neck. "Do you think we can… Move this upstairs?"

He stopped and looked at me breathlessly. "Sure, yeah…" I kissed him again. "That is if you're sure you want to do this. That you're ready?"

"Yeah." My lips pressed against his slowly and passionately. "I'm ready."

Jacob didn't need any more convincing. With a smile in his eye, he stood up and my dress fell completely to the ground. I was now standing in his living room in just my underclothes and red high heels. His eyes raked over my body. Jacob grinned hungrily and scooped me up bridal style before carrying me upstairs. I kissed him the entire way up, my lips kissing all of his face and neck in a way that made a growl rise in his throat.

Jacob let my legs go when we reached the top of the stairs and he pushed me against the wall outside his bedroom. He tangled his fingers in my hair and my arms wrapped around his neck.

"Ready?"

I nodded and jumped up to wrap my legs around his waist. "Ready."

"Good, because I couldn't wait any longer. I need you. Right now."

"You've got me, Jacob. You always have and you always will. I love you. I want to show you that love."

And with that, I slid off my purity ring that Dad had given me a month ago and said, "Screw purity rings," just as I dropped it on the floor outside his bedroom door before Jacob slammed it shut behind us.
~*~

Later that day when it was nearing 12:00, I lay in Jacob's bed, my head on his chest and his arms wrapped around me. I could hear his heartbeat in my ear as my head rose up and down with his breathing. Lying there, in his arms, I had never felt more a peace and more at home that I did in that moment.

I wished I could lie in his arms forever. His fingers started running through my hair softly and a smile formed on my lips.

"Hey," I whispered, looking up at him. His eyes flashed down to mine. "Are you hungry?"

Jacob smiled at me. "Am I ever not hungry?"

With a grim, I sat up and grabbed his button down shirt from the floor, slipping it on as well as my underwear. "I'll go make you something." Turning around, I pressed my lips to his cheekbone. "What do you want?"

He tucked his hands behind his head with a content sigh. "Breakfast."

"Now, breakfast I can do. It may take a while."

Jacob lifted his head up slightly to kiss me on the lips. "Take all the time you need. I'll be here, Nessa." I climbed out of the bed and made my way to his door. "I always will be!" I heard him call as I bouncing down the stairs.

In about thirty minutes, I had whipped up some bacon, pancakes and scrambled eggs. Loading it all onto a tray, I filled two glasses with orange juice and headed back up stairs. Jacob had fallen asleep in the time it took me to make the food, so I placed the tray on his night table and sat down next to him.

"Hey… Sleepy-head," I said, nuzzling his hair and kissing the back of his neck. "Wake up." Jacob moaned and rolled over. "I made you some food."

He looked up at me and smiled. "Forget the food for a minute. Come here."

Jacob pulled me down to him, tangling his fingers in my hair and bringing my lips to his. Within a few seconds, Jacob had flipped us over so his was lying on top of me. His chest was pressed heavily against mine. My hands tangled in his own hair before moving to his shoulders and pulling him down on me even more. I felt his fingers start to undo the buttons to his shirt. I wiggled out of it easily and he threw it onto the floor.

He grabbed behind my knee and pulled it up to hook it around his hip. I did the same with my other leg and locked my feet around each other. Jacob grinded his hips against mine and I pressed my head back into the pillow with a gasp. His mouth found the sensitive spot on my neck and he nipped at it gently before his lips sucked softly on my skin. My nails dragged against his bare back. Jacob growled into my neck and pressed his hips even harder to mine. I was groaning out loud from the pressure that was sending me into shivers.

There was the slam of a door and someone called out my name. "Nessie?" Suddenly, Emmett was in Jacob's door way. "Whoa, holy shit!" He slapped his hand over his eyes as I let out a terrified shriek. "I am so sorry… Holy crap."

I slid out from under Jacob and buried myself in Jacob's blankets. "Emmett!" I said in a voice that was more than mortified. "What are you doing in here!"

"I'm sorry!" he said back, peeking at us the same time I peeked at him. Jacob was casually lying on the bed as if nothing had happened, only a small portion of the bed sheet covering what needed to be covered. "I didn't know that you guys were, like… Doing, um, stuff." I clutched the blankets to my chest. "Sorry! I'll get you some clothes or something… I saw some on the coffee table."

Emmett disappeared and I smacked my hands to my face as I emerged from the sheets. "Oh, my God… I'm so embarrassed. He's going to tell my dad and I'm going to get in huge trouble."

Next to me, Jacob started laughing. "You really need to stop worrying about so many things, Nessa."

I was about to speak when Emmett came back in holding the clothes I had brought in before. "Here… Get dressed, then come to the house. Kyle is on the phone for you."

He was gone again and I flung myself down on the pillow. "Great. Kyle's on the phone."

I started getting dressed, shoving my legs into the sweatpants and slipping the t-shirt over my head. Jacob grabbed my hand and ran his thumbs over my knuckles a few times. We didn't say anything to each other, he just smiled at me. He didn't need to say anything.

With a quick kiss on his lips, I walked out of his room and gathered up my clothes on the way. Emmett was waiting for me by the front door. He had his arms crossed over his chest and his head down as he leaned against the wall. I quickly snatched up my dress from the living room and stood in front of my uncle.

"Emmett…"

He kept his eyes on the floor. "I'm not going to tell your dad about this, Renesmee," he said to his feet, "and I want you to know that I'm going to keep this a secret because I respect you and your privacy."

I let out a sigh of immense relief. "Oh, my god, Emmett, thank you. I-"

"Don't say anything, Nessie. I joke around with you a lot, but I love you. This stuff is important, right? It's important to you?" I nodded, biting my lip. "Okay, then, I'll treat it like it's important."

I smiled and he looked up at me, smiling as well. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He threw his arm around my shoulders. "Now, come on, your other boyfriend is waiting on the line."
~*~

"Hello?" I said when I reached my room after snatching the house phone from my father's hands.

"Nessie, it's me, Kyle."

I threw all my clothes and accessories into my closet. "Yeah, I know. What's going on? I haven't heard from you in a while… Not since prom."

I heard him laugh and I sat down on my bed. "I know, and I'm still sorry about that…"

"Don't worry about it, really. I had a good time anyway." I smiled to myself. "So, what's up?"

"Well, Lyla just got over having the flu. The doctor said it was mono, but toddlers don't get mono, do they?" I laughed a few times. "Unless she went around kissing every boy in her kindergarten class, which is actually a very high possibility."

"Little kids these days," I said, picking at my French pedicure that had managed to stay on my toes from prom.

Kyle cleared his throat. "Anyway… You said you wanted to talk after prom. I'm free to talk whenever, babe."

I cringed at the word 'babe'. I hated that word. I felt way to crude and sexual for me, especially since he was the one calling me that. "Um… How about tonight?"

"That's great. I know this great place where we can go and have dinner. We can talk."

"No, Kyle, I really think that we should just talk and-"

He laughed once. "Don't 'No, Kyle' me. Come on. Get dressed up nice and fancy, this place is really nice."

"But, Kyle, I-"

"I'll pick you up at six o'clock, okay?"

"Kyle!"

"Bye, babe!"

Then, the phone line went dead. I looked at the phone as if doing that was going to bring him back on the line. "I hate it when people don't listen to me." There was a knock on my door. "Come in."

The door opened and Zoe cautiously popped her head in. "Hi," she said quietly, hiding half behind the door.

"Hey," I said, instantly cheering up form the conversation I had with Kyle. "How are you? Are… are you okay?"

She came out from behind the entire door and shut it behind her. "Yeah, yeah, I am okay." I looked at her for her to continue. "I talked to Embry… He explained everything to me. In detail. Showed me what he could do, told me about you and your family. And stuff."

I moved on my bed and patted the spot next to me. She sat down, crossing her legs like a first grader. "What do you think about all that?"

"It's really weird…"

"It's storybook?"

Zoe nodded, pushing her hair out of her face. "I guess… But, I understand everything. I guess this is my life now, right?" I smiled at her. "And, um, Embry asked me out on a date… A date in a few hours… He said 'Dinner and a show' or something like that."

I grinned. "He's taking you to dinner and a show?" Zoe bit her lip. "I have my money set on a play and dinner at The Rise."

"I don't really know what that means…" I shrugged and decided to let her find out for herself. "Anyway… He said we were leaving in a few hours. Around five o'clock or something."

I looked at the clock on the wall. "Well, you've got some time, Zoe. It's only one o'clock."

Zoe fiddled with her fingers for a moment, and looked at the floor. "Actually, I was hoping that, um, maybe you could…" One of my eyebrows arched. "I've never been on a date before… I'm nineteen, I've never been on a date, but I have been in love with someone—I am in love with someone—and I don't want to mess it up… I need your help."

A frowned formed on my face. "Well, Zoe, you do know that I'm only thirteen, right?"

"I know, I know… Embry told me. But, you've been through this, haven't you? First date with Jacob, first person you ever loved, you know? The only stuff I know about dating is what I've seen in movies, and even then I haven't seen that much of it. I read books by Jane Austen and Tolstoy, for Christ's sake…"

"Okay, okay, calm down… I didn't say that I wouldn't help you. Don't worry, I will. I'll help you with anything you need; advice, clothes, make-up, hair, the whole thing." Zoe smiled and relaxed slightly. "Here, we can have some lunch or something, then you can ask your questions, okay?" She nodded. "Don't worry about this, okay?"

I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a soft hug. "You'll be fine."
~*~

"Are you ready?"

"No!"

"Don't be nervous." I looked at Zoe and placed my hands on her hips. "You're going to be okay. Just be yourself, seriously. He already loves you and there's nothing he can do about it. You could be covered in shit and he'd still want to kiss you."

"Great, that makes me feel loads better."

"Really?"

"No!"

Zoe and I were standing at the top of the stairs. She was dressed in a red dress of mine, black, silver and gold high heels with an assortment of jewelry that matched. She was nearly wringing a gold clutch in her hand. I'd curled her long, blond hair and styled her bangs so they were swept to the side with a headband holding the rest of her hair. Her lips were glossy and her eyes sparkled with gold eye shadow.

"Okay, I'm gonna go down stairs. Come down when I call you."

She nodded and took a few deep breaths as I slid down the railing into the living room. Embry was pacing back and forth in khaki pants, a sports jacket and a tie. When I landed on the floor, he looked up at me with an expectant look as if he had been waiting for days.

"Is she ready yet?"

I stood by the stairs and smiled. "Embry Call, may I present to you, your date for tonight, Zoe Swift."

As I held up my arms like a show case model, Zoe came down the stairs, her free hand gliding down the railing. She was smiling softly and she pushed her hair out of her face. She stopped half-way down the stairs as everyone in the living room stared at her.

"Whoa," Embry said, breathless.

Zoe smiled again and bit her lip. I cleared my throat and her eyes flashed to mine so I shook my head subtly and she let her lip go. "How do I look?" she said, rubbing her lips together once.

"You look stunning, Zoe," Esme said as she wiped her hands with a dishtowel.

Her smiled grew even larger, which seemed almost impossible, and she continued down the stairs. Just before she reached the bottom, she tripped over nothing and nearly fell to the floor, but Jasper, who had been at the other end of the room near the fireplace, ran across the room to the bottom of the stairs. She let out a yelp but he caught her and help her stand up straight.

"Careful there, love," he chuckled with a slight southern twang that I was glad I could still hear.

"Thanks," Zoe laughed back, fixing her hair as Jasper touched her shoulder lightly before stepping away.

She adjusted her dress and walked over to Embry, taking his hand. "You look beautiful." Zoe squeezing his hand once. "Are you ready to go?"

She looked over her shoulder at me and I gave her a thumbs up before Zoe looked back to Embry. "More than ready."

"Let's go."

The two of them started to walk toward the door, but before they got halfway across, Zoe tripped again. Embry caught her and her cheeks flushed a bright red color that matched her dress.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." She cleared her throat. "I'm terrible in heels."

The two of them laughed and then Embry wrapped his arm around her for support, but I saw that he pulled her as closely to him as possible. They made it out of the house safely and I waited until I heard the sound of his car disappear before heading back upstairs.

"Nessie, honey, dinner is in an hour," Esme said, folding the dishtowel before resting it on her shoulder.

"Actually," I said, turning around and leaning against the railing, "I'm going out for dinner tonight."

Dad, who I hadn't noticed on the couch, sat up to look at me. "With Jacob?"

"Huh?" Jacob had just walked in from his house in just a pair of sweatpants. I licked my lips hungrily. He smirked at me before saying, "Are we going out tonight, Nessa?"

"Um… No. Kyle and I-" He instantly frowned and I cleared my throat. "I'm going to talk to him about how it's, um, not going to work out."

Dad nodded and took Mom's hand. "Well, good luck."

I just nodded and continued up the stairs. I could Jacob coming up the stairs after me. I didn't say anything to him until we reached my room. He shut the door behind us and I went straight for my closet. Jacob stood in the doorway that connected my closet and room as I went through the rack of dresses, selecting a one-shouldered black dress.

"I'm not very comfortable with this, Nessa," he said, crossing his arms over his chest.

After selecting a pair of black heels, I put them on the couch and stood in front of my dresser to search for some jewelry. "I'm going out to dinner with him to explain to him that I can't be with him. That doesn't change anything that we have, okay?"

Jacob walked up and stood behind me, his hands on my hips. "I know but I don't see why this has to be done over dinner where you dress up and do your hair and make-up as if it were a date, because that's what it seems like to me."

"It's not a date. I tried to make it something simple where we just meet at, like, his house or something, but he wouldn't listen to me."

"Jerk."

I laughed and turned around after I had selected a necklace with a heart charm and a bracelet. "Hey, be nice. He's not a jerk, he's just not you." I kissed him quickly. "I have to take a shower."

I headed toward my bathroom and heard him mumble, "Damn woman trying to kill me with her teasing and seducing."

I turned on the hot water and turned toward Jacob. He reached forward and slowly pulled my t-shirt over my head. "Now we're both topless," he said with a smirk before he pulled me to him and pressed his lips to my neck.

"Jacob," I said, my fingers running through his hair, "I love you, really, I do, but I'm under a time limit. I've got to be ready in an hour."

He sighed into my neck but pulled away, allowing me to undress and climb under the steaming flow of water. "Fine, fine, be a party pooper, whatever. I'll just wait here."

He didn't wait, though. Within seconds, he was rolling back the glass door to my shower and climbing in with a grin on his face that made me smile every time. "I thought I said I was under a time limit."

"You're killing my buzz, Nessie."

"Yeah, yeah… Whatever."

Jacob stuck his tongue out at me but I just smiled and tangled my fingers in his hair before pressing my lips to his and pulling him under the flow of water with me.
~*~

It took forty-five minutes for me and Jacob to get out of the shower, leaving me rushed to get ready. I was glad I had chosen my clothes before hand. While my hair was wrapped in a towel, I got dressed and did my make up, blow-drying my hair as quickly as I could.

At precisely 6:00, I was waiting in the TV room watching at football game recorded from the night before with my uncles as I waited for Kyle to show up. My phone started buzzing in my clutch just as the Chicago football team was about to score the winning touchdown.

"Hello?"

"Nessie, it's me."

I walked from the TV room when Emmett glared at me. "Hey, don't tell me you're going to bail on me again…"

"It's a possibility." I groaned. "Well, this time it's because I can't find a sitter."

I leaned against the wall and frowned. "You can't find a sitter."

"Yeah."

I saw Rosalie come bouncing down the stairs to stand behind Emmett and kiss his forehead. "I… Um, I think I have a sitter for you.

"You do?"

"Yeah, my aun- My sister, Rosalie." Kyle was silent. "She is, um, responsible and nice and really does know how to take care of kids. I think she used to babysit or something."

Kyle laughed once. "Wow, um, okay, sure. Send her over."

"Do you want me to go with her so we can just go from your house, or…?"

"Naw, that's okay. It would be a slight inconvenience. The restaurant is in the opposite direction. We would end up just driving back past your house."

I nodded and smiled. "Okay, then I'll send her over and see you in a little bit?"

"Yeah, okay, bye!"

I could hear Lyla shrieking on the other end before I hung up the phone and I put it back in my bag.

"Hey, Rosalie, I need you to do me a favor," I said as I walked back into the TV room.

"Yeah, what's up, child?"

"Do you think you could-"

"Ladies," Emmett said, pausing the game and turning around to face us, "I love you both, truly and honestly love you both. But, you are disturbing the football game. Could you please, please keep it down or move it to another room."

Rosalie smiled and kissed him quickly. "Sure, baby, we'll keep it down." Emmett nodded and turned back to the TV. "So, Nessie, what did you need help with!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, making me jump slightly.

"I need help with Kyle!" I screamed back, smiling when she winked at me. "He needs a babysitter for Lyla!"

Rosalie screamed for real and looked like she was going to explode. "What! Lyla! The adorable little girl? You're kidding me!"

"I'm really not! Kyle couldn't find a babysitter. I need you to cover for me. Can you do that?"

"Of course I can do that! Are you kidding me! I would love to do that!"

"You would?"

"Ladies!"

"Shut up, Emmett." Rosalie squealed and hugged me. "This is fabulous. I will, I definitely will. Oh, my God! Nessie, this is great. Ah! Okay, um, let me get changed and I'll leave right away. Emmett!" My uncle looked up angrily. "Get dressed. You're coming babysitting with me."

He groaned, but he didn't dare argue. The two of them ran upstairs to get changed. Rosalie came down wearing skinny jeans, silver flats and a black and white top with one long sleeve and one short sleeve. Emmett just had on a different pair of jeans and a new t-shirt. She hugged me again before grabbing Emmett's hand and running out the door.

Jacob walked into the TV room then, from the kitchen, holding a plate of leftovers in one hand and a glass of sparkling apple cider in the other. "Rosalie is babysitting Kyle's little sister?" I nodded, taking a bite of his green bean casserole before kissing his cheek. "That's a brilliant idea. She's gonna get attached to that little girl. I've seen her. She's pretty damn cute."

"Yeah, she is."

He rolled his eyes. Twenty minutes later, the two of us were outside on the porch, sitting on the bench swing and rocking back and forth. We were laughing about nothing, having small talk like we were strangers who had just met.

"Can I ask you a question, Jake?" He nodded and took my hand. "You liked Kyle in the beginning of the school year… I remember, you talked about him a lot. What changed?"

"Jealously." I laughed once. I should have known. "When I saw you two here on the front porch, I snapped. I don't even have to know what's going on, I'll always get pissed off. I get jealous when you hug Emmett for Christ's sake. But, when I saw you here, with Kyle, I flipped out because I knew he wasn't a relative. He's someone who would make a pass at you, and he did on several occasions… Need I say more?"

I shook my head and leaned over to kiss Jacob but stopped when I saw lights flashing on the trees. I knew Kyle was here. A car door slammed and Kyle came marching up to the porch. "Hey, babe." I cringed again, but forced out a smile. "Long time, no see."

"Yeah, hey, Kyle, I-"

I wasn't able to finish my sentence before Kyle grabbed the side of my face and kissed me. I froze for a moment but responded for a split second then pulled away. I didn't even have to look to know that Jacob was fuming in his spot. Kyle kissed me again before turning to face Jacob. I was right. His lips were pressed into a hard line and his eyes were wide with anger.

"Hey, Jacob, how you doing?" Kyle said in a smug voice that for some reason didn't sound like him at all. "You look good."

Jacob just grunted something non-coherent and crossed his arms over his chest. Kyle turned to me. "Ready to go?"

I nodded and yelped when he smacked my behind roughly. "Whoa, hey," Jacob suddenly said, standing up from his seat. "Show a little respect, huh?"

"Don't tell me how to treat my girlfriend, Jacob."

"Don't make it so I have to tell you how to treat your 'girlfriend'," he snapped back, using finger quotations.

Kyle narrowed his eyes at Jacob. Something was definitely off. Kyle was acting like someone who had a stick up their ass but was also the world biggest jerk. I had ever seen him like this before. Before I knew it, Jacob pushed him off the porch so he stumbled backwards onto the driveway, catching himself just before he was about to fall over.

"Hey, man, you wanna go?" he said, holding his arms up by his sides as he threateningly took a few steps toward Jacob.

"What are you, a gangster? Take the stick out of your ass and act your age." Kyle pushed Jacob in the chest once. "You really wanna do that? You want to get into this with me, dude? I'll crush you."

Kyle pushed Jacob again. From my spot on the porch, I could see Jacob was shaking. "Guys, this is stupid," I said, walking down the steps and between the two of them. I placed a hand on each other their chests. "Stop it. Now."

"Nessie, this doesn't involve you. Get out of the way," Kyle said, trying to move me out of the way.

I held fast. "This does involve me. You're fighting about me, so it involves me, alright?" They both glared at each other. "You're not yourself tonight, Kyle. What the wrong with you?"

"Nothing at all, just this son of a bitch trying to tell me how to treat my girl."

"She's not your girl, you god damn jackass!" Jacob said so loudly I was surprised my family didn't come outside.

I could feel Jacob shaking even more under my palm and I pushed Kyle away slightly and turned to him. "Jacob? Jacob, sweetie, you need to calm down."

"Sweetie?" Kyle said from behind me. "You're calling him sweetie? What the hell for?"

"Shut up!" I turned back to Jake. "Jacob…" He looked down at me and his eyes were dark and angry. "Come on, Jacob, look at me. It's just me, Nessie." I put my hands on the sides of his face and gave him a soft smile. "Just you, just me, nothing else in the world but us."

I felt Kyle come up behind us. "Nessie, would you care to tell me why you're talking to this retard like you're in love with him? Come on, we have to go. We're going to miss our reservation." He grabbed my arm and started pulling me toward the car. "Leave the piece of shit behind, he doesn't matter."

My eyes were still locked with Jacob's and when Kyle said that, I swear, Jacob had gone from the calm I had gotten him to be to nearly insane in the span of a millisecond. "Watch who you're calling a piece of shit, Kyle!" he shouted before storming toward us and pulling me away. "Cause I can tell you now, no one is more of a piece of shit right now than you are!"

I stumbled back and stabilized myself as Jacob started pushing Kyle around. "You come here, act like a big shot, then you act like a dick, especially to Nessie, who doesn't deserve anything less than the entire world! I have never seen anyone treat a woman like that, especially when they are claiming that woman is their girl!"

"Nessie is my girl! I'll treat her any way I want!"

And with then, Kyle grabbed my waist and smashed his lips to mine in the most uncomfortable way ever. I pushed against him but wasn't able to get him away. I tried again, and thought I had succeeded until I saw the two boys pushing against each other roughly. I'd known Jacob for long enough to know that one more push from Kyle and he was going to explode, literally. I ran over to them and grabbed Jacob's arms from behind, doing the best I could to hold him away from Kyle. I was strong enough to do it, usually, but today, I felt weak against him. Still, I held fast.

"Fucking coward," Jacob growled to Kyle.

There was a split second of silence before Kyle swung his arm through the air and connected his fist with Jacob's jaw. In seconds, I was flung into the air, crashing against a tree with a loud exclamation of pain before falling to the ground. I heard the tearing of clothes and a blood-curdling growl filled the air. There was a loud howl and my entire family came running out of the house, followed by Seth and Quil. They were all crowding around Jacob and holding him back as he kept trying to lunge for Kyle, who I suddenly forgot was there as I sprang from my spot all the way across the front yard and to the driveway.

Jacob was barking and growling and thrashing at the air against my entire family, who was hissing back at him. Alice was on his back, pulling at the fur on his neck and my father, uncle and grandfather were all in front of him, pushing at his large chest while Esme and my mom were at his sides with the two boys. They were all pulling at his fur, with an occasional punch from the wolf boys. Jacob continued to growl and chop his teeth threateningly. At one point, my dad decided he'd had enough and he swung his fist back to punch Jacob so hard in the jaw, he yelped and cowered back instantly.

"Stop!" I screamed, running over to Jacob and pushing my entire family away. Jacob was whining. "Daddy, you hurt him!"

My dad was still hissing. "He wouldn't calm down, Nessie!" he said, his hands balled into fists. "It was the only way."

"You guys didn't even try to calm him down. You just pushed at him and hit him!" I said, turning to Jacob's wolf form. I reached forward to touch his fur, but he cowered away from me with a sad whine. "You probably broke his jaw."

"He'll live."

"Daddy!"

"Daddy?" We all turned to look at Kyle, who's face had drained itself to be paler than the moon. "He's daddy?"

I gasped when I realized what happened. "Kyle, stop. Let me explain."

"Who are you?" he said, nearly crying before he threw himself into his car and drove away with such speed, I almost didn't see it.

I turned back to my father, glaring at him. He was glaring back at me. "Renesmee, you are in big trouble. Do you realize what just happened? He could tell everyone! We might have to leave again!"

"This is mot my fault!" I shouted at him, throwing my hands in the air. "He came here acting like a jerk, and Jacob told him to do otherwise. They got in a fight, and Kyle punched Jacob. There was nothing I could do about it. I tried to calm Jacob down, unlike you all did!" I said, waving my arms at my family. "It didn't work. Now, Kyle is gone and Jacob is hurt because of you!" I pointed a threatening finger at my father.

I turned to Seth and Quil, who were standing next to each other as if this were an everyday occurrence. "What about you two?" They raised their eyebrows at me. "This is your brother, your family, and all you do is pull at his fur! You should know what to do in situations like this, for Christ's sake!"

"Nessie, we-"

"I don't want to hear it! You didn't do anything to calm him down. You just punched him."

They all fell silent. I was panting from being so angry and my eyes felt like they were on fire. One by one, my family found their way back into the house and I looked at Jacob, who was still whining on the ground. Slowly, I crept toward him, kneeling down on the ground in front of him. I reached out and softly touched my fingers to his fur. He cowered away slightly but moved closer toward me when I ran my fingers along the side of his head.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, leaning down to rest my forehead against his. "This shouldn't have happened. None of it should have."

A single tear ran down my cheek and landed on his soft fur. Soon, I was hugging his neck and sobbing into him. My fingers were still stroking his rusty coat and I heard him whine again. I looked up and he raised his big head to look me in the eye. After a while, he climbed to his feet and I did as well, my hands tangled in the fur my his eyes.

"Jacob… Please forgive me."

We were silent for a long time, but when the tears stopped, he stepped forward, closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead to mine, and I knew then that everything was going to be okay.

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