"Renesmee..." Jacob started as he ran up to me. "I'm sorry." I didn't break my stride for him. "I didn't mean to offend you or anything! I just wanted to talk some sense–"
"'Talk some sense'?" I snapped. "That, Jacob, is exactly what I talk about! You just can't leave it alone, can you? I love him, Jake! I love him as much as anyone in the world!" I continued through the woods at a brisk pace.
"But look at what he's done to you?" he pleaded. I spun to face him.
"DONE to me?" I practically shrieked. "Isn't that exactly what you said when my mom got pregnant? Do you still regret that?"
I felt warm tears sinking down my cheeks. Jacob's face looked hurt. I already felt terrible at saying it.
"Do you really think that?" he said quietly. "You think that the only reason I want Alec out of your life is for my self interest? You think that I don't love you? You are my imprint, Renesmee."
"And haven't you ever wonder that that was the reason?" I continued in a choked voice. "The only reason I'm not just another reason to hate my dad and 'what he did' to Mom?"
"Does that matter? You are my imprint, not matter what might have happened." He was growing fierce now. Not the angry kind, but more like trying to convince himself that what I was saying had no effect on him, though we both knew it wasn't true. "Well it doesn't matter to me. I love you, I always have loved you and I always will love you. And nothing will change it."
"Well, I love Alec," I said in a softer tone. "He's the one I've been waiting for and nothing will change that. The only thing you accomplish by trying to 'talk some sense into me' is make me drift farther away from you. What's done is done so you can give up now if you know what's good for you and me."
I continued on my way at a run. I knew Jacob could catch me if he tried, but he just watched me go, not perusing any further. The realization of what I had said to Jacob drifted upon me. I knew some of it hurt. Most of it, probably. But every word was the truth. I loved Alec like I've never loved anybody, and the baby growing inside me was like an extra link that held us tighter. It was his and I didn't regret it.
