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Chapter 25

When we were done, Jake drove me home. His car stopped in front of my house and I frowned.

"I don't wanna leave." I whined. He chuckled.

"I don't want you to leave, but if you don't I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be able to see you again." He joked. I smiled. I looked up at him and he smiled. He was so cute. His eyes were so big and brown, and what I saw in them made me feel safe from anything in the world that would try to hurt me. I quickly snapped out of it when he leaned down, but kissed me on the cheek. I smiled half heartedly. It was like he didn't want to kiss me, but I let it go. For now. I was really stalling, I did not want to go inside now. I mean, at some point, my parents have to get used to me wanting to be with Jake. That's how they felt when they were going out right? I can't stand being away from him. I sighed. Jake moved his hand up to my face and moved my hair behind my ear.

"Don't be upset," he murmured.

"It's kind of hard. I mean, I don't understand how this is worse than my dad sneaking into my Mom's room without Grandpa Charlie know," I said. I saw Jake flinch a little bit. I wasn't sure if it was because of talking about my parents like that or that I had made a good point and he was also upset. I was hoping the second, but the first was probably more realistic. I sighed, again.

"Can I do anything to help?" Jake asked. I forced a small smile and stroked his cheek.

"Probably not." Jake grabbed my hand in his warm hand and kissed it.

"I'm sorry I can't help." He said. I smiled.

"You can't help with everything." I said gently. He frowned.

"I know, that's what I don't like. I wish I could take away all the pain you feel, and help you." I smiled at him and turned my head to look out the window at my house. I sighed. No doubt my dad knows I'm here. He probably heard the car pull into the driveway.

"Thank you, Jake." I smiled. I hugged him again.

"If you think of any way to help or cheer you up, let me know. I'm just a text away," he whispered, in my ear. I sighed and pulled away. I smiled, one more time and kept my eyes on his as I stepped out of the car.

"Goodnight," he said. I closed the door and walked up to the front door of my house. I knew I was about to have an argument with my father. I just knew it. I could feel it coming. I could only hope that it ended with us making up. I slowly walked into the house only to see my mom and dad on the couch watching TV.

"Uh, Hi" I said.

"How was your date?" My dad asked bitterly. My mom elbowed him.

"Edward..." She warned. My dad huffed and got up and started heading for the stairs.

"Dad!" I groaned. This was getting annoying.

"Don't you tell me I'm annoying! I have a right to be upset!" He yelled. My mom jumped up.

"Edward she never said you were annoying." My mom tried to reason.

"She was thinking it!" He said.

"It's MY thoughts and that's how YOUR being! I'm not trying to be disrespectful, but you're acting like a five year old! Can't you even be happy for me? Oh no. That's right you can't because YOU. JUST. DON'T. UNDERSTAND!" I yelled. My Dad started walking back towards us.

"Don't understand what? That you think you're in love with a DOG?" He said.

"STOP CALLING HIM A DOG!" I yelled. I hated him calling Jake names and he knew it!

"Well it's what he is," my Dad murmured.

"That doesn't give you the right to walk around calling him names! He doesn't walk around here calling you "murderer" or "killer" or "psycho "!" I knew that had hurt, I could see it in his eyes. But that emotion vanished when I spoke my next words. "Dad! I get that you're upset! I understand that I'm your daughter and I don't care about you being a little bit protective but this? Dad, this is STUPID! You won't let me do anything! And you make me feel guilty if I try to have the smallest bit of fun!" I didn't even stop to breath before continuing. "YOU can't even be happy for me! For your own daughter! DO you know how bad that hurts? Why should it matter if he's a werewolf? Why do you hate him so much? He didn't do anything to you, and yet you treat him like crap! And if you can't handle the fact that I'm going out with Jake, and that I LOVE HIM, then I'M LEAVING!" I screamed the last part and ran out the door, and into the woods. I knew he would follow me. I just needed fresh air and I really hoped that he knew that and would at least let me have a minute. I just kept running until I had to sit. I sat on a stump of the tree.

It was cool outside, which didn't really affect me. Some leaves rustled nearby and I instantly realized my mistake. I was… alone… in the woods…. While the pack was hunting for a vampire…. Who could easily kill me. I suddenly really wished I wasn't alone. Well, that someone other than this vampire was with me. I wished Jake, my dad, my mom, anyone was here with me. Another rustling in the leaves. My heart started beating so fast I could hear it in my ears. I had to hold my breath to keep in the shriek I almost let out. Something behind me touched my shoulder and I screamed and spun around. It was my Dad. I sighed in relief. But then saw his eyes. Woah. Had I caused that? He looked like… like… I wasn't even sure how to describe it. His eyes had none of his usual sarcasm in it. I mean I know my Dad can be a little stiff sometimes but he looked practically dead.

"Ness," he said. I didn't let him talk cuz I instantly ran into his arms. All of the argument we had just a few minutes ago vanished from my mind. I was just happy to be safe. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me.

"I'm sorry dad. I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you hate me." I said. He sighed.

"Honey, I never hated you, you said it yourself I was just being a big five year old. I'm just... I just don't want to see you grow up. You have to understand where I'm coming at right?" He asked, hopefully. I nodded.

"You really love him don't you?" He asked. I looked up at him. The words I screamed at my dad were true. I did love Jake. I nodded knowing he was looking for an answer.

"I know I've never felt this way about anyone before. And I never want to be away from him…" He nodded.

"I'll really try to understand. I know completely how you feel about him," he said. Just then, my mom walked out of the shadows. She went to stand next to my dad. He put his hand around her waist and pulled her into him. I knew it was true, he loved my mother very much. And I hope, one day, that Jake and I will be like that.

"You will," my dad, murmured. "It's really hard being the father of a daughter who's the subject of another's imprint."

Why? I asked, mentally.

"Because… you always think that any day you may just go off with him and forget about us." He looked down at my Mom. "That you'll grow up remembering what he did for you instead of what we did. Of how he loved you instead of us. I just don't want you being stolen away from us, Ness," my dad said. Wow, that was deep. I looked up at him in awe.

"Daddy," I said softly, "I would never forget about what you guys have done for me. I love you guys too much. I love Jake, but you guys are my parents," I said. He smiled, lightly. I gave him another hug.

"I love you," I said. He laughed, I could feel it go through his chest. The wind picked up then and I shivered. I wasn't cold, per say, but it was chilly.

"C'mon let's get home. Maybe we can watch a movie or something," My Dad said. I grinned and nodded. We walked back to our cottage home. When we got home we all sat down on the couch. I curled into my dad's side and my mom sat on the other side of the couch. We found a movie, but I was too tired from all that happen today to really pay attention to it. Before I knew it I was asleep and being carried to my room.