*Masen's POV*
I couldn't believe Shelby and I have officially been dating for two months now. She was insisting on me taking her out for dinner since it was our anniversary. I thought an anniversary was celebrated yearly; not monthly.
"Shelby!" Renesmee yelled through hysterics. She was here? I ran out of my bathroom, where I was getting ready, leaped over my bed, and bounded down the stairs.
"Where is she?" I asked, breathless, as I looked around the living room.
Renesmee was sitting on the computer chair with her feet up on the desk. She dropped the phone to her shoulder and furrowed her eyebrows at me. "Who?" She asked, looking around me at the front door.
"Are you talking to Shelby on the phone?" I couldn't help but sound annoyed. Both of them have been attached at the hip lately; it wasn't a good thing.
Renesmee rolled her eyes as if I should have already known she was on the phone with her. "Duh!" She snapped.
"Get off the phone." I demanded.
"Are you my mother?"
"No, but she's not here." They were all out hunting. Jacob was out back with Seth, but they weren't near the house. At least I couldn't hear them.
She narrowed her eyes. I knew what was coming. Just as I expected her hand came out and smacked against my cheek. Exactly, which leaves me in charge of you since I'm older. "Now go away."
I was glad she kept half of that sentence from Shelby. She still thinks I'm older than Renesmee.
"I don't think so! They told me to keep an eye on you!"
"In your dreams!"
"Renesmee get off the phone!" I yelled. "You're grounded from it, remember?"
She laughed once without humor, and went back to her conversation. "No, Shelby, he's being a pain. I don't know why you're going out with him tonight. Good luck on that." She paused while Shelby spoke to her. Her laughter brought the growl up my throat and through my clenched teeth. "Oh, I know, right? He really can be, but that's what happens when you're a momma's boy."
"THAT'S IT!" I leaped towards her, knocking her off the chair, and landed on top of her on the floor.
"Get off!" She shrieked. The phone fell from her hand and slid across the floor.
"No!" I yelled back, trying to reach the phone she was desperately trying to squirm towards.
"Masen!" She was able to turn onto her stomach and try to pull herself across the floor with her hands. I sat fully on her, squeezing her hips between my legs, keeping her in place. I leaned forward and clamped my hands around her wrists.
"Why do you have to be so embarrassing?" I growled.
"Why do you have to be so annoying?" She grumbled back, trying to get out from underneath me. I could hear Shelby laughing as she listened to us.
I rolled us so I was laying on my back, my legs wrapped tightly around Renesmee on top of me. She was trapped and struggling to get loose. This gave me a chance to reach the phone.
"Shelby, I'll talk to you later!" I yelled and hung up the phone.
"Jerk! I was talking to her!"
"Ever since you started talking to her you've turned into a brat." It was true. Since her and Shelby became close, Renesmee's been completely different. She's been in trouble a lot more than she used to be. Her and Shelby have been going out a lot. My parents gave Renesmee a curfew, but she has yet to make it home on time. The reason why we're not hunting with the others is because she's grounded. I went hunting earlier, so I didn't need to; Renesmee hasn't been out hunting for a month. She also turned up her relationship with Nahuel. Those two are worse than Shelby and I.
Renesmee brought her elbow down hard at my side, but she didn't hurt me. Her screams of frustration echoed through the house. "No I haven't!"
"Yes you have! You've been under house arrest for a month now! How stupid can you possibly get? Haven't you realized when mom and dad say, 'Be home at twelve.' doesn't mean to come strolling in at two in the morning?"
"We were out; I lost track of time."
"Don't give me those lame excuses. I know better, and so do mom and dad."
"Stop trying to be the parental authority!" She mumbled, flipping herself hard. She was able to roll away from me.
"When you stop acting like some out of control teenager."
"I am not! Take that back!"
"No!" I yelled and she threw herself at me. I caught her and we tumbled to the ground.
"ENOUGH!" My dad yelled.
Uncle Emmett wrapped his arms around me, yanking me off of my sister. She stood up quickly and leaned in to lunge at me once again. My dad had his arms around her before she could take a step towards me.
"What the hell is going on?" My mom stood between us as we growled at each other.
"I was only trying to tell her to get off the phone with my girlfriend, but she had to turn it into this huge thing."
"Liar! You attacked me!" Renesmee yelled.
"Did not!"
"Stop it!" My mom yelled over our voices. Both of us snapped our mouths shut at the same time. When mom's voice went high like that, she's not kidding around. "You're not even supposed to be on the phone, Renesmee."
"Both of you to your rooms." My dad sighed, pushing Renesmee towards the stairs.
"But I have to leave, Grandpa was supposed to bring me to Shelby's."
"I think you're both staying home tonight." My mom narrowed her eyes at me, daring me to argue. I didn't back down.
"I didn't do anything wrong!" I yelled as loud as I could.
"Masen, your tone." My dad warned.
"I'm going out, I'm not the problem child." I pointed to Renesmee standing on the stairs, glaring at me. "She is."
"Go." My dad growled, pointing to the stairs.
I caught Nahuel following me, but my dad stopped him. "No, she's to be alone."
"I can talk to her."
"No."
Jacob walked into the house, and my mom filled him in. She let Jacob go up and talk to her. I stayed put, waiting for my chance to prove that I did nothing wrong.
"Grandpa," I said softly. He finally walked into the house with the rest of the family. I'm guessing they were waiting outside; letting my parent's take care of the fight between Renesmee and I. "Please, Shelby will be so upset. I have to take her out tonight."
"Hey, son, don't put my between your parents. They said no, so that's that."
My teeth snapped together. "I didn't do anything."
"Masen, I think you need to listen to them. Go up to your-"
"Masen Anthony Cullen!" My mom yelled from the top of the stairs. She was angry at my sister, why does she have to be mad at me?
"I'm coming!" I groaned.
My cell phone vibrated in my pocket as I passed my mom in the hall. She held her hand out and I laughed at her.
"No way are you answering my phone."
"Give it to me." She growled.
I shoved the phone into her hand and she put it in her own pocket. At least she didn't answer it.
"Can you tell me why I'm in trouble?"
"Because you need a night home."
"Any night, but tonight."
"You can go out tomorrow. You fought with your sister, that's not the way to handle her."
"She was already in trouble."
"I know. Masen," my mom sighed and walked into my room. I followed her, my father was already sitting on my bed. I knew this was going to be a long conversation. I dragged my feet over towards my desk and sat down. I watched my mom-along with my dad- as she paced the floor between us. "Okay, listen," she stopped in front of me; her hands stretched out as if she was going to touch my face, but she was too far away. "I never thought I would say this to one of my kids, mainly because I hated when my own father told me this…" She trailed off, looking over her shoulder at my dad.
He nodded encouraging her to go on.
She took a deep breath before speaking again. "We've discussed this, and your father and I think it would be best if you stopped seeing Shelby."
The rage spread through me like wildfire. I was on my feet; my face burning a bright red. "How could you make me do something like that? You of all people should know how much I care for her-how much I need her!"
"Honey, we're not trying to hurt you, but she's not good for you. We've been watching her… your father's been listening to her. She's all over the place; not sure of what she wants."
"How dare you!" I yelled directly at my father. "Stop listening to her! She's a teenager, I'm sure if you heard mom's thoughts at Shelby's age, you would have heard the same thing."
"No, I wouldn't have." My mom muttered, looking down at the floor.
"Masen, she's-" My dad started, but I cut him off.
"No!" I yelled, clapping my hands over my ears. "I don't want to hear what she thinks. I know she loves me. Are you doing this because of Renesmee; are you trying to force Shelby and I apart because of my sister?"
"Partly, we already banned Ness from going out with Shelby, but she's not good for either of you." My dad was speaking to me now, he stood in front of my mother.
"I don't believe you! I'll do my time, but you're not keeping her away from me."
My father nodded, he understood my feelings. Good. "We don't expect you to agree with us right away. I don't want you to learn the hard way, but if that's what needs to be done…" He trailed off, shrugging.
"Fine." I growled, walking towards the door; holding it open for them. "Are we done here?"
"We're done." My father took my mother's hand and led her towards my door.
"Please, think about what we told you." She begged before letting my dad lead her out of my room.
I slammed the door as soon as she stepped into the hall. They were wrong, they didn't know how I felt. I always thought they did, but I was lying to myself. I'll prove to them that they're wrong.