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Chapter 38

It's almost every girl's dream to have someone love them enough to get down on one knee and ask them to spend the rest of their lives together. Jacob's hand shook as held his breath waiting for my answer.

"If you wanted to break up with me you should have just said so," I felt my face grow warm, but I wasn't going to cry. I was too mad to cry. "You really didn't need all this drama."

He snapped the ring box shut as he stood confused, "Did I miss something? Cause me doing this," he gestured to the box, "isn't a break up."

"I know. It's a death wish." I began to walk away when he grabbed and held me close. His arms were like steel bands around me, strong, but never causing pain.

"Nessie, what are you talking about?" He wasn't going to let me go until I explained.

"I want to say yes, but I can't. We can't."

"Why?" he turned me to look to him in the eye and pulled off his mask so that I could see his face.

My eyes refused to meet his. They couldn't. "How do you think my parents will act if I go into that house wearing your ring?" Bella would freak out again thinking the reason behind the engagement was because I had gotten knocked up.

"I think," he lifted my chin, "they'll be okay with it."

"How do you know that?" I pressed my head into his chest.

"Because they seemed alright with it when I told them I was going to ask you. Well Bella kind of freaked but Edward–,"

My head snapped up, "They know about this?"

He kissed my forehead and as his skin touched mine, I could see his memories of what happened. It was easy to see because he was thinking of the moment in question causing the images to come to the surface like oil floating on calm water.

"I might be impulsive, but I'm not crazy." He smiled as he took a step back. "Now do you mind if I try this again?" He opened the small box again and dropped to one knee. "Renesmee Cull–,"

Before he could finish the question I tackled him to the ground kissing him and repeated the same word over and over again.

"YES!"

When we entered the house an hour later most of the cake was gone and the coffee that had been made had gone cold. We would have had hot coffee if Jake hadn't lost the ring when knocked him to the ground in my excitement. It took us that long to find the ring, but when we did, he put it on my finger and I promised that I would never take it off.

Despite the very late hour, everyone was still buzzing around, everyone but my parents who were waiting quietly on the porch.

"She said yes," I heard my father say to Bella.

"Of course she did," she sighed then smiled brightly.

Bella hugged me and said as long as I was happy then that's all that matter. She then told me that when Jake asked permission he agreed that he'd wait for my twenty-first birthday before we got married. When I opened my mouth to object that she had gotten married when she was nineteen. She said that was only after some serious conversations with Edward that if he was go to be a teenager forever then so was she.

There was an awkward moment between Edward and Jacob that was quickly ended when Jake informed my father that he would not be calling him Dad.

"Hey," Finn said as he stuffed another piece of cake in his mouth. "What took you guys so long to get back," he mumbled.

"Renesmee has some news," Edward said.

Everyone of my family was in the room, except Rose and Emmett. They had volunteered to make a sweep of the gate just to make sure nothing bad was going down. I doubted Rose would jump for joy at my news. I knew that I was grinning like an idiot as I got ready to share my news, but I never got the chance.

"O-M-G!" Alice shouted before I could say anything. "Is that what I think it is?"

She pulled my hand up in the air for everyone to see. The stone sparkled as it caught the light. Quinn rushed to my side and threw her arms around me and began to jump up and down with girly excitement. Esme came to me and told me how happy she was for me. I waited for Finn to say something, but he forced a smile and said he needed to go for a walk to burn off all the cake he had eaten. He seemed broken as he left the house.

"Don't worry about him Ness," Quinn said. "Just give him some time and eventually he'll get use to the idea of you and Jake getting married."

"What?" Rose and Emmett were standing in the doorway. As I had guessed, Rose was not happy upon hearing my news. She practically pounced on me, snatching my hand away from Alice. "What the hell is this?"

She dragged me towards Bella and thrust my hand in her face. "Did you know about this?"

"Yes Rosalie, we both knew. Now could you let go of my daughter's hand before you hurt her?"

Rose let go of my hand, but not before leaving a bruise. "Have you lost your mind?"

"Babe," Emmett tried calming her down, but she was wound way too tight. I had never seen her so upset.

"Rose it was just a matter of time before this happened," Edward reasoned with her. "Jacob imprinted on Renesmee."

"Oh please! That's nonsense and we both know it," she said.

"Excuse me," Jacob had stayed quiet as long as he could. He came to stand by side.

"I wasn't talking to you mongrel!" She turned back to Bella and began to plead with her. "It doesn't have to be like this. Renesmee doesn't have to settle for the first guy who comes along. She has options now."

"Options?" I said confused.

"Yes," she spun to face me. "Finnegan loves you so much sweetheart if you would only give him a chance."

"Rose," Emmett tried again to make her stop.

"And if you don't want Finn then there's always Sky."

"I'm sorry, but what did you say?" Leah wasn't very pleased that Rose had toss Sky into the ring with Finn as one of my options. Sky pulled her back to stand with his mother and father who were watching silently unsure if they should say anything.

Something wasn't right. Rose's eyes were darting around the room as she looked for someone to side with her.

A look of calm came over my father's face as he reached out to Rosalie. He had heard what she was thinking. "Rose, Jacob isn't Royce."

"Is that what she's thinking?" Bella was appalled. "Jacob would never hurt Renesmee."

"Are you kidding me," she hissed. "It really didn't take you long to forget."

"Baby you need to relax," Emmett said. "Nessie is Edward and Bella's daughter. If they're okay with this then–,"

The pain rolled off of him as she pushed him away, "She is as much my daughter as she is Bella's." Rose turned to face my mother, her body tensing as if she was getting ready to attack. "When you found out you were pregnant who did you call? It was me!"

"Stop it Rose," Edward growled.

"Why did you call me Bella?" I wasn't sure why she asked a question she was just going to answer herself. "You called me because you needed my protection."

"Rose!"

"You needed me to protect you and your baby from the ones who wanted to end her life."

"Shut up Rosalie," Bella warned as she glanced fearfully in my direction.

"I think it would be best if we all just took a moment to calm down," Carlisle stepped in hoping to defuse the situation, but his help had come too late.

"If it wasn't for me Edward and Jacob would have killed Renesmee before she even had a chance to take her first breath."

Everyone was too shocked to speak, even Rose seemed to pale at her own outburst. She focused on me and said, "I'm so sorry."

They all waited for my reaction.

"I can't believe you," I said turning on Rose. "You can't even be civil on my birthday. I know you don't like Jacob, but to accuse him of something so horrible…"

I reached out and took Jake's hand to show him that I didn't believe Rose's lies. Touching him was a mistake. Just like the memories I had seen when Jacob had proposed, new images came to the surface and played out before me like one of my dreams while the rest of the world disappeared.

I saw my father. He looked so scared and lost as he spoke to Jacob. He was begging him to talk to Bella, that if she wanted children then she could have them with Jake. Edward said he could handle the idea of her having someone else child as long as it meant she would live.

Jacob trying to pull his hand away, but I wouldn't let him. The images continued. This time I saw Bella, lying lifeless on a table, her body covered in blood. Jacob was forcing the air from his lungs to fill hers. He was doing everything he could to get her breathing again, but failing. I turned my focus on my father. He was giving a small wrapped bundle to Rosalie then turned back to Bella. He began to inject her with something, while Jacob, who had given up, backed away.

He watched my father continue to work. I could hear his thought and knew that he thought it was pointless now. Bella was dead. His grief was so intense that I almost choked. What was even more intense was his rage. His body was vibrating as he stormed out of the room. Again I could hear his thoughts as if he were saying them out loud. He was going to find the thing that killed his best friend because he wanted it dead and if he had to rip Rosalie apart to do it, then all the better.

It felt as though he were walking forever before he found Rosalie and the thing he wanted so badly to kill. The small bundle that Edward had given to Rose was me as a baby.

All the air that had been in my lungs escaped in a whoosh as I jerked my hand away from Jacob.

"Renesmee," Edward said as he reached out to me. He was speaking in a calm voice as not to scare me. It was entirely too late for that.

"Don't touch me," I screeched. My body was shaking so hard with fear that I didn't know how I was still able to stand. I kept looking back and forth between my father and Jacob wanting to ask why, but unable to listen to them explain their reasons for wanting me dead. "You're a monster," I sobbed. Edward flinched at the words. My hand clutched the necklace my father had given me earlier that night and pulled it from my neck. I wanted nothing to do with it or him.

"Nessie," Jacob tried taking my hand to comfort me.

"I said don't touch me!" I slapped him across the face and before another plea could be made I ran from the house as fast as I could. I didn't know where I was going; all I knew was that I had to get away from the house and away from them. I ran past Finn who watched me with a cigarette hanging from his lip. I ran the path leading to the gate and with a swift jump I glided over the top of the gate and just kept running.

When I finally stopped I didn't know where I was. I looked around and nothing was familiar. The idea caused a hysterical laugh to bubble up from my body. Nothing in my life was familiar any more. My legs gave out from under me forcing me to lay helpless on the ground.

As I lay on the cold ground crying like a wounded animal, I couldn't help thinking that I had spent my entire life believing that Aro and the rest of the Volturi were the ones I had to be fearful of. But the terrifying truth was that it was ones I loved who was the enemy. The ones that I loved were the ones I truly feared.

Sweet sassy molassy! Poor Renesmee, I guess this means the engagement is off? Oh well at least Finn will be happy. Can I just say that for me Edward begging Jacob to have kids with Bella in "Breaking Dawn" was extremely uncomfortable for me? Ewww!

I was/am a huge fan of Joss Whedon (creator of Buffy the Vampire Slayer) and like him I will only allow my characters to be happy for a short while before I tear their lives apart. I think it stems from the god like complex being a writer gives you. I've simply gone mad with power. Oh and warning, I'm not done torturing the characters yet. Muh-wah-ha-ha!

CHAPTER 39 TEASER

The next thing I knew Sky had scooped me up into his arms and was bringing me to the car. Finn noticed that my body had gone ridged. When he stepped in front of him Sky gave him a dirty look.

"Can't you see she's scared of you?" Finn said in a stern voice.

Sky looked down at me and after asking if he could handle it, he unload me into Finn's arms. He carried me all the way to the car that they had driven in. He placed me in the middle of the back seat where he got on one side and Quinn got on the other. Sky got into the driver's seat with Leah in the front beside him.

Resting my head against Finn's shoulder I let him hold me. He was human so I knew that even if he wanted me dead there was nothing he could do. He was my friend, but I had already been betrayed twice, three times and I would have had to get the word sucker tattooed on my forehead.