I arrived just on time after having a gruelling and embarrassing argument about hot water with Jacob's miserable farther. The horrid memories crossed my mind again and I couldn't help but cringe to myself. Do I have to tell Jake? I should probably. If I don't Dad will. I don't have the choice to hide the mortification that happened previously.

Kicking the stand of Jacob's dirt bike, I heard shocked but familiar mumbles stirring towards me. Dad will probably kill me for taking Jacob's bike but I had no other option. Jacob had taken his car and I was late from Billy's fussiness. At least I was safe and wore a helmet. I tugged it off and shook my hair, letting my curly hair fall naturally down my back before withdrawing a stand of hair that stuck to my lips.

"What the hell is that?!" Mia blurted first.

Kyle laughed and mocked, "It's a bike Mia. It's like a car but only has one or two seats and no roof…"

"I know what it is smart arse!" Mia spat out crossing her arms over her skinny figure. "Why the hell have you come on that?"

"I think it's pretty hot," Aston adds.

As I roll my eyes I shake my head as well, ignoring his comment. "I came on it because otherwise you would have killed me if I was late and due to transport issues it was my only option."

"That's right Mia; you probably would have flipped…"Declan voice appeared.

Grace wailed, not in the slightest impressed, "Can we go in now, I'm starving!"

Above our heads the heavy clouds began to seep as rain spitted down on us. Mia and grace screeched before running as fast as they could to stop the rain from destroying their outfits. Unlike them I remained a steady pace with the boys, not so fussed about my hair getting wet as it's currently damp from my indulging warm shower. Aston held the door for me to enter but as start to proceed though the frame a hold apprehended my upper arm, pulling me gently back. I realised

Declan behind me held me in his grip. His eyes pursued over me in the direction of Aston. "We will be in a minute," He notified him.

"Don't be too long." Aston expressed a huff, "Mia will moan and she's already getting on my nerves."

"Try not to be mate," Declan declared, lightly tapping Aston's arm as reassurance.

Once the timber doorway was filled with the rest of the fixture and we were out of earshot from everyone, Declan started, "Is it alright if we have a little chat?" His shadowy eyes glance behind me and gesture to a little bench under the slight coverage of the overhanging roof.

I nod my head in acceptance and took a seat, Declan obtaining the arm of the bench. I watched from the side as his hands begin to tense together and nervously shake. "Is everything okay with your family emergency yesterday?" I wondered, not trying to pry in his personal business.

His palms squeeze together before he responded simply, "Yep." His chest rose as his jacket made a short noise before he let out a deep sigh. "Look Ren," he began glancing down at me. I felt like a child. "You're my best friend and if I saw you get hurt, it would kill me to right?"

"Yeah," I agree with confusion hinting in my tone. "And you know that would be the same for me right. What is this about Dec?"

"It's about your relationship with Jacob," he blurted out, refusing to meet my eye as he concentrated on staring out onto the now pouring rain.

Through the leaky roof, a few drops caught my right shoulder but I was protected by Jacob's jacket. "What about it?" I say casually, trying not to act bothered about him trying to interfere.

"Renesmee," His voice held warning, "I don't want you to get hurt okay? You've been hurt too much already." He paused himself before quickly seizing another glaze down at me. "You can't always trust him."

"Okay…" I whispered softly to myself feeling the atmosphere change. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means he's keeping things from you," He said standing up, placing his hands in his pockets before turning to look at me. "Major things," he repeated somewhat louder. "Which could possibly…"He stopped himself, looking away to the side before correcting, "No, which will eventually destroy your entire heart." Raising a hand from his pocket, he scratched the back of his head. "And I just had to warn you…"

"Go on then!" I demanded with a thick hard tone, "If you know more then I want you to tell me!" Inside, I felt a pressure rising in my chest whilst curiosity took over my mind.

Staring up at him, I notice his white teeth chewing on his bottom lip. He shook his head whilst clasping his eyes closed. Reopening them, he finally replied a moment later, "It's not my place to tell you. You need to get answers from him."

"Him being Jacob?" I scoff, "He won't tell me anything Declan. But you can!"

With an apologetic expression claiming his features he then shook his head. His answer was purely going to be no.

"If you truly meant that you couldn't see me get hurt again," I try and urge him further, trying to remain calm.

"I did."
"Well," I continued my quest for answers, "You're only going to delay the problem. By telling me now, I can deal with it a lot quicker."

"You have to ask him Renesmee. I cannot be the one to tell you what he need to…"

Standing up, I obtain a hold on his hand before linking eye contact. "Please Declan," I commenced the begging. "If you were truly my friend you would tell me, not leave me on a cliff hanger."

He pressed my hand with his, "I'm sorry."

"No you're not!" I untangle my hand away from his, stepping to the side with annoyance surrounding my aura. "I can only assume you're just meddling in my life to get what you want out of it." I spat, "A true decent friend wouldn't do that Declan. They would be there. Tell them things they need to know, not tell them half a story!"

"Guys," Aston's voice appeared, "Everything alright?"
"Blood perfect!" I accidently yell at him. I glare at Declan and kept my voice small as I pointed my finger at his chest, "Stay the hell away from me!"

"Renesmee…!" Declan sighed after me whilst I headed towards Aston whom had the door wide open for me.

"You alright?" Aston asked in a softly in my ear, not wanting Declan to hear his concern.

"Will be," I state before diving through the door of Pacific Pizza, joining my friends at one of the red booths, obtaining the end seat alongside Grace.

"What's up with you?" Mia asked in an inappropriate moment. "Boy troubles?"

"Shut it Mia," I snap at her, whilst my eyes quickly glance over the menu.

"Jeez," She gasped out, "Keep your wig on." Aston and Declan finally came over and I sensed Declan was sat opposite me. "What have you said to get her into her moody boots?"

Declan kept his answer plain simple, "Nothing."

Mia pestered, "But you must have said-"

Aston interrupted her with a bark, "Leave it Mia."

Under the table once we got our deliciously hot pizzas, I felt Declan's trainers tapping against mine, trying to get my attention. But I wasn't having any of it. If he isn't going to tell me something that could be important to my relationship then why should I give him the light of day to even be friends with me? Friends don't keep secrets from each other. Perhaps, this is idea to get me to fall out with Jacob so he could get a chance with me himself. Well that isn't happening.

I remove my feet away from his, tucking them under the seat.

"So Ness, what have you got planned for the holidays?" Grace asked me as we were taking it turns to answer Mia's questions.

"Well I might go on holiday somewhere hot and leave this wretched place behind. Maybe to my Grandma's place in Jacksonville…"
"If you do decide to go can you bring the sun with you?" Kyle begged, placing his hands together.

"I'll see what I can do," I laugh feeling Declan's eyes on me.

"What about you Declan any cool plans yet?" Mia encouraged, still eager to know what's happened between us, not that she's going to find out. Well not from me anyway.

He answered her question, "Might go crash at my mates for a while and go to a few gigs with him for a while…"

"Any fit friends?" Mia continued.

Declan let a chuckle exit his lips before saying, "You're not there type Mia."

"And why wouldn't they be my type?"

Before another argument could brew, I stood up and left my money on the side next to my plate.

"Going so soon?" Grace asked.

"Mmm…" I replied rapidly, wanting to get out of this stuffy place. Before I could go, I felt Declan's grip on my arm, hauling me back slightly.

"Can we sort this out before you go?" He wondered using a soft voice so the snooping ears couldn't hear.

"Not unless you tell me…"
"I can't."
"There's your answer then."

Storming off after loosening Declan's grip, I covered my head with Jacob hoodie before sprinting through the heavy down pour of rain, getting completely soaked in seconds. I place my helmet on and kick start the engine to life, making it roar down the road heading towards home as quickly and safely as possible.

The doors were locked at home and everyone must be out as no one answered my shouts. I must have left my keys at Jacobs. After walking around the perimeter of the building I find an open window and climb through with a large bang on the way in, as I stumbled to the floor of the garage. I closed the window before walking up to the main part of the building.

After changing out of my soggy clothes, I dried my hair and tied it up into a bun before adventuring down stairs with my duvet to keep me warm. The building was slightly cold at the moment as they hadn't kept the heaters on. Turning the television on I decide to watch a film called Mrs Doubtfire, knowing it will certainly cheer me up. Before it started I decided to let Jacob know where I am.

It read – Hey Jakey I'm at home now. Love you x.

It wasn't long before I saw his figure sprinted from the woods to the back door. He tried to open it but it was locked. Grabbing a towel from the radiator, alongside Jacob's hoodie, I unlock the door and let him enter. Without him even shivering, he stepped in, droplets dribbled down his body. "Is that my hoodie?" He wonders taking the fluffy warm towel from my hands.

"Yeah, I thought you wouldn't mind as it looks too small to fit you…"

"Your right, that is years old. Keep it." His lips met mine before his eyes searched over me as he lifted my head up with his warm finger. "What's with the sad face?"

Removing myself from Jacob's touch, I leaped back onto the sofa, burying myself into the luxurious fabric of my duvet. "Bad day," I respond.

"How?" He said shrugging off his wet jeans before joining me on the sofa, wrapping his arm around me. I liked that.

"Where do I start?" I sigh to myself.

"At the beginning always helps," Jacob laughed.

"Number one – you disappeared on me."

His eyes melted with regret, "I'm sorry about that…"

"Number two – I used all the hot water. Number three – I accidently dropped my towel to the floor without realising until I followed your father's eyes whilst talking to him."

Jacob found it funny and chucked a laugh whilst clapping his hands. "Jeez I bet you nearly gave him a heart attack."

I pushed him away, "It wasn't funny Jake! I humiliated myself and tried to get out of the house in a mad dash. I thought I could get away with confrontation with you Dad but apparently not because my getaway car wasn't there."

He pulled me closer again before stating another apology.

"Anyway," I sustained my bad day, "Number 4 – I fell out with Declan and number 5 – I fell on my arse trying to get into this place."

Jacob's body stiffened. "Why did you fall out of Declan for?"

I informed, "He's trying to medal with our relationship, telling me I shouldn't trust you. Why is he saying these things Jake? He told me to ask you because he wouldn't tell me." My body forced me to let teardrops descend from the corner of my eyes. "What is it Jake?" I lean my head against his shoulder.

"Don't listen to his lie's Ness," Jacob told me, soothing his hand over my head as he lets me cry out. "He's a jealous young man who wants someone he can't have okay?"

I mumbled a sob, "Okay…"


Jacob's Point of View.


"He's trying to medal with our relationship, telling me I shouldn't trust you. Why is he saying these things Jake? He told me to ask you because he wouldn't tell me," Nessie began to sob. "What is it Jake?" She begged as she rests her head against my naked shoulder.

Comfortingly, I soothed my hand over her tied up hair, "Don't listen to his lie's Ness." As I let her eyes cry out in confusion I insert, knowing for every reason Declan is probably trying to do the right thing, "He's jealous young man who wants someone he can't have okay?"

I hate lying to her. But for now it's the only way forward, the only way I can protect her.

Nessie cried out, "Okay…"

Her misery stabbed me in the heart a thousand times. I can't let this go on for much longer.