*NOTE* Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight.
It was brought to my intention that I failed to explain how it was that Renesmee got her hand back. For those of you who read New Moon (which I'm guessing is all of you) it was explained that when the Spirit Warriors came across their first Cold One that when they ripped him apart that he started to pull himself back together again. This is why we "rip them apart and burn the pieces". I hope this clears that up.
Enjoy!
Chapter 52
Like a puppet on a string I got up from my seat only to be pulled back down by Finn.
"We haven't had our meal yet."
"Was I talking to you?"
"I believe that demand was meant for Ness," Finn stood to go face to face with Jacob, "but it's over my dead body that I'll let you take her anywhere."
"Who made you anyone's protector? You can barely wipe your own ass."
I was ready to jump up from my seat to keep someone from getting hurt, but there was no need for me to get involved.
The same waitress who had gotten upset with Seth and Jacob before was now yelling at all of us, "Você está incomodando os outros clients! You go now!"
I ignored the woman and focused on Jacob's body. All I could see were the red scars on his chest right where his tattoo used to be over his heart, the place where I used to be. He was so angry; emotions were thrust at me so hard that it felt like he was shoving me away. There was sadness along with the anger, a sadness that confused me. "Can we please just go somewhere to talk?"
"But we haven't even gotten our food!" Finn was arguing with the waitress who was still trying to get us to leave.
"Sair e não voltar," the woman yelled telling us that we were no longer welcome. Finn was about to burst into tears over his stupid food as we were all led out of the restaurant.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Seth grumbled, "We heard you the first time." He wrapped his arm around Quinn who giggled as she snuggled her body against him.
We all got into the car, Finn once again behind the wheel. I got stuck in the back with Seth and Quinn who were making cooing noises at one another. The urge to roll down the window and vomit was so strong that I had to breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth.
"You do realize that because of inability to wear clothing that I'll never be able to go in that place again?"
"Will you stop being such a whiney bitch?" Jacob snapped.
Finn took a calming breath, "I'm not going to say that I agree with this, but where am I taking you two?" Finn said to Jake.
"We're going to your old house." Jake kept staring straight out the window, "There's no one there so Renesmee and I can talk in private."
When the car was parked outside the empty house, Finn told his sister and Seth that he'd be right back then followed Jacob and I inside the house seeing as how he was the one with the key.
The last time I had been in that house was when I had been there for my first sleepover. It seemed so long ago that we were there with my friends, having fun. There was laughter in the house that night, but now all that was left was an empty shell of a once lived in home. The furniture was covered in huge white sheets making them look like the ghosts of living rooms past.
Finn pulled one of the sheets off the sofa causing a cloud of dust to burst into the air. He coughed as he spoke, "Sorry about the mess," he stuck his hand in his back pocket and tossed me his cell phone. I hadn't brought my own with me because there were not pockets in my Pyjama pants. "Call whenever you want a ride."
"Wait," Jacob stopped him from leaving. "You should stay."
Jacob's request confused us both.
"I thought you wanted to talk to Ness alone?"
"I do," instead of looking directly at me like he had done earlier, Jacob would now only look at my feet, "Renesmee might feel safer with you here."
"Ness doesn't need anyone to protect her. She can do everything except julienne fries." Finn turned to me, "I'll stay if you want me to, but I think you need to work this out by yourself. This horse has been beaten for so long it's starting to look like glue."
Finn left after that and for several long and painful minutes Jacob and I stood there in silence.
"Does your wrist hurt?" he said in a voice so low like he was afraid anything louder than a whisper would scare me.
"It's a little stiff," I said, "I'm just glad Carlisle was able to reattach it."
"Vamp biology 101." He gave a slight smile then asked if other than the stiffness if I was feeling okay? When I gave a nod he said, "Good, now would you mind telling where the hell you get off dismissing me like some damned stray!"
The rage was unexpected, but even so I felt the need to fight back, "I never dismissed you," I knew that I was absorbing his anger as the words snapped out of my mouth. "I was letting you go. I was finally giving you want you wanted."
"Do you mind filling me in because I sure as hell don't know what that is? You are the expert at everything after all."
"You want to get away from me."
"That's bullshit!"
"Is it really?"
"Yes!"
"Come on Jacob, all you've done since the moment you got stuck with me was try your damndest to get away. You tried to kill me, but that didn't work. You packed up and left for seven years and to top it all off you killed yourself. I get it okay. You don't want me. You were only with me because of the imprinting." My body started to shake. "You told me that imprinting meant that you would be whatever I needed you to be. I need for you to be happy and you obviously can't be that with me."
I wanted to run then, I had confessed to him my biggest fear. The truth as I knew it was that Jacob's life would be better if I weren't in it. As I made my way for the door a strong hand clamped down on my arm and spun me around. Jacob held me by my shoulders in a strong grip, not to hurt, but to hold.
"You might be the one I'm fated to be with, but don't think for a second that that means you get to tell me what to do, understand?"
"Let me go Jake," I struggled against his firm hold with little success.
"No, not before you listen to what I have to say."
When I agreed to listen he let me go and I took a seat on the uncovered sofa while he remained standing. He paced a few steps in front of me working out in his head exactly what it was he wanted to say.
"Did you know that for the first year of your life I couldn't stand to look you in the eye? Every time you smiled at me, every time I heard you laugh a little piece of me would die because I came so close to ending your life before it even began. But eventually I was able to live with the pain because I knew that was my punishment for what I almost did."
There were no words that I could say to ease his pain. Not only could I feel it, but I could see it shining in his eyes. Knowing that he suffered in silence for so long was almost too much to bear. So I gave him the only thing I could, my silence so that he could continue on with what he had to say.
"I stayed outside the gate that day that I left you seven years ago for three hours because I couldn't make up my mind whether or not to run back and take you with me because I knew that me leaving you hurt you so bad. You have no idea how close I came to stealing you from your family. But I knew that if I did that it would destroy you to be away from them."
I never knew that he wanted to come back that day. It all seemed so easy for him and he was in such a hurry to go that I just assumed he wanted to leave. Any pain that resided in my heart from that day slowly melted away.
"Jake I," I had begun to say, but he wasn't done.
"You think any of that was easy for me? The only thing that was easy for me was sticking that knife in my chest."
His statement confused me. He had just finished telling me that leaving me was the hardest thing he ever had to do; yet taking himself away permanently was easy. He saw the confusion on my face and explained.
"Severing the tie we had was the only way for Alice to have a vision of where you were. I did what I had to do to save you, because either way I was dead. If Aro had...there would've been no reason to go on if anything had happen to you. I would stab myself a million times and I would do it with a smile on my face because it would mean that you would be saved."
Now it was me who couldn't look him in the eye. His life was nothing without me, the thought should have made me happy, but the idea of a world without Jacob Black in it was not one I wanted to be a part of. It was an overly dramatic thought, but no less true.
Jacob's face remained serious, "And for the record, I'm not letting you send me away..." he tried his best to remain strong, but his face quickly fell as did he at my feet. "Please don't send me away," he sobbed as he rested his head on my lap.
I did the only thing I could do. I raised his face to mine own and pressed my lips to his. He was unsure of the kiss at first, worried that I would eventually push him away. But with the gift I had been born with I showed him the only place that I wanted him to be was with me; forever.
Jacob's arms came up around my waist and slid up under my shirt so that his skin was pressed to my skin. His fingers dug into my flesh as he rose up from the floor and pushed me back onto the sofa. His tears fell onto my face and became one with my own as I couldn't help but feel the fear of how close we came to losing each other.
At first our movements were awkward as we fumbled with each other's clothing, both having never gone this far before. With shaking hands, clothing was removed and when there was nothing left between us he waited for me to give him permission before he would go any further.
If I said yes there would be no going back for either of us. I would never be able to ask him to leave and he would never willingly do so again. I held Jacob's face in my hands and kissed a path from his lips, to his chin then to his neck. He began to do the same to my body. First he kissed my lips ever so gently then made his own trail down my neck and across my shoulders. His hands were caressing my body, causing it to tremble.
Then ever so slowly and with great care as to cause me as little pain as possible, Jacob brought our bodies together and for the first time we made love.
Bow-chicka-bow-wah! There, you got the lovin' you were waiting for. Please don't get all up in my grill about the age difference between Renesmee and Jake please remember that Bella was 17 when she first tried to have her way with Edward. Also Renesmee is technically fully grown. Plus it's a story...get over it. Also, try not to judge the scene too harshly. It was my first attempt at writing a love scene.
Pimpin' time again! This chapter's fan fic pick is by "isakassees" and is called "Remember Me". Story summery from the author's page:
"If I only got one day a year, I would make it count." One secret tree, one magic sunset, one chance to make a wish. Lonely geek Edward makes his first friend at 7, only to have her taken away from him the next day. Childhood sweethearts turned penpals, watch them grow and change over the years as they fall in like, lust, and love. Friendship and romance, fluff and drama. E+B and rated M for language, sexual references, limes and a lemon. ;) AH/AU OOC, Canon coupling. This story so far is very sweet and I find myself getting misty eyed at the end of every chapter because the relationship between Edward and Bella is just so bittersweet.
CHAPTER 53 TEASER"Dance with me."
I followed Jacob to the crowded dance floor. He took my hands and began to spin me around in the room I had created in my mind.
"You have quite the good memory Miss Cullen," he complimented me. I had done my best to recreate the same restaurant he had taken me to on our first date. We were both so caught up in the moment that we weren't paying attention to where our spinning took us until we accidently bumped into another couple.
I turned around to apologise only to have my happiness turn to complete rage.
Standing in the middle of my perfect dream world was Sky and some skinny floozy.
