Chapter 29
Sudden return?
My parents stood in front of me, they looked at Jake and I with anger in their eyes. My mother looked at my father and he nodded at her.
"Renesmee Carlie Cullen, how dare you run off without warning!" she hollered.
"And how dare you steel Alice's car, I have never seen her so angry in over a hundred years!" my father screamed.
"And you," my mother pointed to Jake. "You should have had the common sense to tell her no, this is wrong! I trusted you with my daughter Jake, and you blew it!"
"Mom, please don't yell at him."
"Why shouldn't I yell at him, after all this is probably his idea!"
"Because mom, it was my idea!"
They took a step back and looked at me with shock in their eyes.
"What do you mean, Renesmee?" my father asked.
I took a deep breath.
"I mean, that I wanted to get away, from it all. I wanted to be alone with Jake and I knew that I wouldn't get any privacy, seeing as you guys are so up in my business all the time!"
"That's it, pack your things, you're coming home with us!" my mother screamed as she walked out of the room. My father looked at us and followed her out. I turned to Jake.
"I'm so sorry, it's my fault and you got blamed." I whispered.
He took me into his arms, he held me, and he rocked me back and forth.
"It's okay, I should have said no."
"No, I shouldn't have suggested it, I'm old enough to know right from wrong, and this was definitely wrong."
"Let's just get packed."
I nodded as I walked over to my suitcase and put my clothes in. I zipped it up and he took it from me and we left the room, ready for punishment. We got into the elevator and I looked at him. He took me into his arms and kissed me before the doors opened. My parents stood there waiting for us.
"I'll take those." My father said, taking our bags.
We walked out to the car and Jake and I went to get into the backseat.
"I don't think so!" my mother snorted. "Jake, you're riding with Edward in his Volvo, Renesmee, you're riding with me."
I opened my door and got in, my mother got into the driver's side. My father and Jake passed by and I waved to Jake. She started the engine and pulled away from the curb. It was a long awkward silence, but she decided to break it.
"So, can I ask what you were thinking?"
"I was thinking that I wanted to get away."
"From what?"
"You, dad, everyone! You all are so obsessed over who I'm going to pick!"
"How so, we never ask you or try to influence you in anyway?"
"Really? You're really asking that?"
"Yes, Renesmee! I am asking that, because I don't know what you are talking about!"
"Okay, classic example, I tell you I'm going to go see Antoine, you and dad sigh and give me an unreasonable curfew, but when I say I'm going to go see Jake, you smile at me and don't give me a curfew at all!"
"Okay, maybe we are unreasonable about that stuff, but it's just that we don't want to see you get hurt, we love you honey."
"I love you guys too, but you don't know how hard this is for me, you've never had this problem!"
"Wanna bet?"
"What are you talking about?"
"When I was 18, I had that problem with Jake and your father."
"What?"
"Yup, I was so in love with Edward…and Jake. When I was with Edward, there was this undying passion, like I never wanted to be apart from him, but when I was with Jake, I felt like I was with my best friend, and I loved him too. But in the end, I chose your father."
"You don't seem so pleased with that decision." She looked at me as if I just told her I was bombing the world tomorrow.
"No, I regret nothing, I do sometimes think about my life with Jake, and what it would have been like, but I know I would never have the passion I have with your father, and I'm a sucker for passion."
I looked out the window.
"I need to talk to you about ….something." she whispered.
"What?"
"Now, unfortunately, you're at that age…when boys become well more than friends and they don't have cooties."
"Uh…"
"I noticed you guys shared a hotel room…and that Jake's bed looked untouched…but yours was pretty messed up. I know you wouldn't want to talk to me about this, but I won't tell your father…did you guys…"
"Mom!"
"Well, I have to ask! I'm your mother!"
"I know that but?"
"Well?"
"No, we didn't, Jake made his bed this morning before I woke up, we didn't even lie in bed together, we watched a little bit T.V. together, but he got up and went to his own bed."
She nodded and then looked straight ahead.
"I hope you know that I won't be mad about who you choose, I know how it feels. In the end, just think about whom you see yourself with, every minute of every day, if that's Antoine, then choose him, if that's Jake, then choose Antoine. It's your love, not mine, not your father's, we can't make it for you."
I evaluated this statement. I knew that deep down, my parents wanted me to be happy, and I knew even deeper down, they wanted me to choose Jake, and part of them would always resent me if I chose Antoine. They just can't see how happy I am with him and how much I love him, but they also see how much I love Jake, and how happy I am with him. I turned and looked at her, but then turned to the window. It started to rain; I watched the drops slide down my window.
Have you ever noticed how raindrops seem so free while they are falling? The truth of the matter is, they aren't free, their paths are set in stone, and they can't choose if they fall or not. They all eventually fall. Some though, fall into water and continue into the process, just waiting to fall again. Others though, they fall into the cement, their future is set into the stone.
This is how I feel.
"How did you guys find me?" I asked, I trace a drop down the window.
She gripped the handle and sighed.
"Oh my dear, you still haven't grasped the concept of how useful Alice's visions are."
I rolled my eyes, and then sighed. "Wonderful, Alice, how loyal of a friend."
She laughed loudly. "Alice owes you no loyalty when it comes to you sneaking off to other cities."
"That doesn't make sense though!"
"Why not?"
"Because, Alice can't see Jake and his friends!"
"Yes, that is true, but, she can see that you were packing your bags. And Edward also read Jake's mind, he heard that he was driving you to Seattle, it wasn't hard to find you."
"Then why did it take over night?"
"You do realize that you weren't gone very long, I mean we found that you were gone at about midnight, we got in the car right away."
I shook my head and stared out the window. I eventually fell asleep.
"Time to wake up." My father said quietly.
I opened my eyes; he stood outside with the car door open.
"Where's Jake?" I asked sleepily.
"He went home, he won't be coming around for a while, now go home and go to your room." My father answered, I could tell he was angry; I did what I was told. I ran from the Cullen's to our house. My parents weren't there; I figured that they were still at the Cullen's. Knowing that I couldn't get away with anything drastic, I decided to just go to bed. I went in my room and lied down on the bed. It wasn't long until I fell asleep.
Ping, Ping, Ping. I woke up with a gasp. Ping, Ping, Ping. I stood up from my bed. Ping, ping, ping. I walked over to the window and lifted the shade. Jake sat on a tree branch outside. He waved and smiled. I looked around the room and motioned for him to wait one second. I went over to my door to listen to see what was going on and if anyone was listening. I heard nothing. I slowly opened my door and peered out into the hall. No one was out there, my parents door was closed, EW. I closed my door again, knowing my father wouldn't be trying to read any minds right now. I walked back over to the window and opened it slowly. He crawled inside and hugged me.
"How are you?" he whispered.
"Okay I guess."
"Where are your parents?"
"Their room…door's shut."
He shuttered a bit and then looked back into my eyes. He leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around him. He picked me up in a hug and then set me down. He looked into my eyes again.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you too."
I kissed him again; there was something about the heat of his lips and the ice of mine that felt so nice. He unlocked our lips. HE put his hands on his head and walked over to the window. He sighed and shook his head.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"I can smell him."
"Who?"
"That leach, Antoine, who else?"
"I don't know what you are talking about?"
"You know exactly what I am talking about; he was just here wasn't he?"
"No, he wasn't actually."
"Oh really? Then why is his sent everywhere in this room?"
"I don't know, probably because he spent a lot of nights with me, but that wasn't tonight, and obviously not last night."
"No, it was tonight, it had to be, this scent is fresh."
"Well he wasn't here, and if he was, I was sleeping."
He looked around the room and grimaced with disgust.
"When was the last time you talked to him?"
"I don't know, like a week ago, I went to his house a few times, but he never answered."
He looked out the window again and sighed.
"Has he told you he loves you?"
"Jake, you don't want to—"
"Yes I do, Renesmee, this could be crucial."
"Yes."
He grimaced with displeasure.
"Something's up with this guy."
"What makes you say that?"
He turned around to look at me.
"Renesmee, you don't tell someone you love them and then just ignore them for a week!"
"Well, I don't know what to—"
Ping, Ping, Ping. Jake looked at me curiously.
"Who is that?"
"How should I know?"
Ping, Ping, Ping.
"I have to see who it is." I whispered. He kissed me and then nodded.
He walked over to my closet and closed the door behind him. I stood there for a moment and then walked over to the window, Antoine sat on the same branch that Jake did. I opened the window and he crawled in.
"Renesmee, how are you?"
"Where have you been?"
"I was out of town."
"Why?"
"I was away, personal reasons."
I nodded. He leaned down to kiss me but I turned away.
"Look, I'm really tired, can we just…I don't know…meet up tomorrow?"
He nodded and kissed my forehead.
"Goodnight, dear Renesmee." He said as he jumped out the window. Jake emerged from the closet.
"You're exhausted, I'm going to leave, try to get some sleep." He whispered. He took me into a hug and then kissed me. "I love you." He whispered and then jumped out the window. I knew one thing for sure, I was in for a roller coaster of emotions.
