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Chapter 36: Tea Party

Though I had no idea when I had fallen asleep, I awoke to the angry half-whispers coming from right outside my door. I could tell it included my parents, and it had to be serious, because they had not stopped to notice that I was awake. Living in a house with vampires, there's no way they would have normally missed it. Laying up in bed, I swung my feet silently into my slippers and crept up to my closed door, and the whispers got louder, instead of quieter as I expected. Could they really have not heard me yet?

"You have no right to see her!" Someone—probably my mother, whispered furiously.

"I do! Bells, you just…don't get it!" Only one person called my mother by that nickname. A sharp pain in my stomach from thinking about Jacob and how he broke his promise suddenly tore through me, and I struggled to keep quiet. If they hadn't noticed me yet, I wasn't going to call attention to myself.

"Jacob, you are the last person she'd probably want to see right now. Please, why don't we all go into the living room and talk about this and—" This whisper sounded calmer than the others before it was cut off again by Jacob.

"—No doc! I just want to see her. I—I overreacted today, I'm sorry. But tell them!"

"I can't do that, Jacob." My grandfather said slowly.

"Figures." Jacob sounded deadly.

"She's my child, and I say no." My mother hissed.

"Bella!" Jacob growled low, but I still heard him.

"Jacob, I think it's probably best that you leave. Now. If you wake her up—"

"You can't keep me from her and you know it, Edward. So quit threatening me." Why did that sound familiar? I tried to think and make sense of it all, but I couldn't keep up with it all.

"It's not a threat, it's a promise Jacob. Don't push me."

"Bells," The way Jake said my mom's name sounded like he was desperate. "Please. I just want to see her…I know, I messed up, okay?"

My mom remained silent. This made Jacob furious I assumed, because when he spoke again, his voice sounded deadly again. "You know what? This isn't even my fault. If he wasn't here in the first place—!"

"Shut up!" My parents whispered simultaneously.

"You're going to wake her up!" My mom hissed again, and she sounded dangerous. I shuddered in silence.

"Fine! She'll want to see me anyway." Jacob declared. I shook my head. It was then that I realized I was silently crying. This realization only made me cry harder, giving away my secrecy.

The door was suddenly thrown open, and Jacob was the first one through. I flinched away from him and ran into my dad's arms instead. There, in the safety of his arms, I tried to control my sobs, as I screamed from his neck, "You lied, Jacob!"

Then there was silence. Several seconds went by before Jake let out a sigh of defeat. When he spoke again, I could tell he was holding back something, because his voice kept breaking.

"Ness—I, sweetie, I really am sorry…I didn't mean for, uh, please—you have to—"

He seemed to be at a loss for words, and I couldn't do anything more than just hold onto my father as I cried. The room remained silent, until Jacob spoke again.

"Ness…I'm sorry. There's not much else I can say besides that—" He began, and behind him, my mother hissed as a frown crossed her face, but she said nothing. "—I don't have an excuse for you. I was just being…a jerk, okay? Please, just don't be mad with me. I'll make it up to you. Anything you want."

He was silent after he finished, and continued to stare at me with his pleading eyes. I began to think.

"Anything?" I asked, after a few moments, smiling. My body vibrated as my dad laughed with me in his arms at my thoughts.

"Uh oh…that doesn't sound good for me." Jacob frowned, staring at me.

I giggled. "It will be fun!"

"Uh, what will be fun, exactly?"

"Dress up! And a tea party!" I squealed.

"Oh no!" Jacob shook his head and groaned.

"You said anything!" I reminded him.

"Um, how about anything but that?" He said.

"Jacob!" I wined, frowning.

"All right, all right."

"Well, I guess it's settled then." My dad said, smiling down at me.

I pressed my fingers against his cheek. Dad, can you make me some real tea?

"Of course, sweetie." He nodded, kissing my forehead. "But not now."

Why not? I whined.

"Because it's late, and you need to go back to bed."

"But I'm not tired." I frowned.

"Renesmee." My mom folded her arms, and glared at Jacob before clearing her throat. "Jake has to leave anyways. He'll be back tomorrow."

"Fine." I huffed, before wiggling out of my father's grasp.

"Hey," Jake caught my arm as I tried to walk back towards my bed, "I will be here tomorrow when you wake up, okay? I—"

"—Promise. I know, Jake." I smiled slightly, before continuing to my bed.

I hadn't noticed when my grandfather had come in, but he spoke next.

"Sweet dreams, my beautiful granddaughter."

I yawned, and then grimaced as I slid into bed. I didn't know I was that tired. "'night grandpa."

"Night sweetie." I heard Jake whisper, but I was too tired to answer him back.

"Shh. She's already half asleep. Get out." My mom was still annoyed with Jake, and wasn't cutting him any slack.

"Prince Jacob, the tea party will begin at noon." I heard my dad whisper, he sounded like he was trying not to laugh. Jacob growled low before my mother hissed. This was the last thing I heard before the door closed.

"Would you like a spot of tea, Sir Jake?" I asked in my best British accent.

"Why, yes m'lady." He nodded.

I rolled my eyes and set down the china set that Aunt Alice happened to buy me when I woke up this morning, having heard the whole thing last night. She had insisted that you can't have a 'tea party' without a real china set.

"Jakeeee," I huffed, "That's not how it goes. You're supposed to say 'Why, yes Madame Mousel.'" I corrected him, shaking my head.

"Madame Mousel?" Jacob raised an eyebrow at me. "What does that mean?"

I shrugged. "I heard it on tv. You know, all the kings and queens of England say it, I think."

"I think 'Mousel' isn't right. It sounds like a name."

"Ewww." I shook my head. "That's an ugly name."

I watched as Jacob laughed.

"Actually, it's pronounced Mademoiselle. It's the French equivalent of 'Miss, or Little lady'." Nahuel said as he walked in. He smiled at me before nodding once at Jacob. "And why wasn't I invited to this party?" He asked me.

I watched Jacob's hand tighten around his teacup. If he gripped it any tighter, I was sure it would break. Aunt Alice wouldn't be too happy.

"Jake?" I looked at him, unsure.

"Huh?" He blinked. "Sorry, Ness." He narrowed his eyes before glancing up at Nahuel. "It is an exclusive party. Invitation only."

Nahuel's eyebrows rose slightly, and his smile twitched as he shifted his gaze to Jacob. "Oh, I see. Hm." He grimaced, as he glanced back at me. "Well, I guess we'll have to have our own exclusive party Renesmee."

Jacob was quicker to answer than I was. "Yeah, maybe. Now if you will excuse us. We were in the middle of toasting." Jacob's voice was strained, and the smile he has worn earlier had vanished.

"Oh yes, of course." Nahuel nodded at him and then looked at me again. "Mademoiselle, it would be my honor to have a spot of tea with you. I'll be waiting." He winked at me before walking out.

Before I could respond, Jacob's fist slammed onto the table, sending the china set flying. He shoved himself away and started to back away as the tremors rolled through his body. I watched him as I sat frozen with fear. I couldn't keep back the tears, but I couldn't do anything.

"What's going on?" My dad asked as he raced inside. He had just returned from hunting, so he hadn't heard everything. He paused for a fraction of a second and processed everything in everyone's minds. Then he held his hand out. One was toward Jake, and the other to me.

"Ness, stay where you are." He warned me.

"I'm NOT going to hurt her!" Jacob screamed.

Suddenly there were several vampires in the room. My uncles immediately blocked Jacob from my view. There was a growl the moment he was out of my sight.

"Jacob, let's get you outside." My grandpa inched closer to Jacob, who retreated further away, shaking violently.

"I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay." He kept repeating it. This was all I heard, since I could not see him.

"Jacob, please. Calm dawn." My father said. "I understand…you're right. Yes, he shouldn't have. But Jacob, now is not the time. No…there's still time."

I tried to understand the one-ended conversation that my dad and Jacob were having, but it was hopeless. I sighed, and waited for my family to calm Jacob down. I also hoped Aunt Alice wouldn't be too mad.

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