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Nessie POV:

When Dad and I raced past everything at vampire speed, I began to feel worried.

What if he found out? Oh good God, he must have!

I felt disapproving by this thought, I wasn't a very good liar... He smirked at that. I scowled in his direction. Why do I have to ruin everything? I made a ear-piercing noise as I dung my feet into the ground, leaving a wide hole in the ground, possibly a foot deep. Dad halted to a stop as well and came in front of me in just one second. "Dad---"

"No, Nessie...this is important," he interrupted me, serious again. I shivered. He looked so stern that I was a little bit scared.

He doesn't look mad about the drinking, so what did I do?

"Nessie," he repeated again.

What?

"You went to a boy's house, not to the mall to drink, or whatever. You know me better than that! You lied to me." I bit my lip silently thinking what was coming next, I knew he would figure out the rest of it sooner or later.

"Yeah, I went to a guy's house...so?" I asked getting more annoyed by the second, can't he just kill me and be done with it?

"You. Kissed. Him..." he spat through his teeth. His hands slowly beginning to curl into white, lethal claws.

I froze, completely still. I didn't know I thought that much.

I know, I know. You're angry at me, and I'm a bad person, I get it.

"No, Nessie, you don't." He growled even more fiercely.

Why was he acting like this?

He suddenly burst out in sudden rage. "Why am I acting like this? Why am I acting--" He suddenly stopped in mid sentence, trying to cool himself down. "You don't know..." he trailed off in instant shock.

I was beginning to fell a bubble of rage form in my chest. "Don't know what?" I said trying to hold back my temper.

He shook his head to himself still in shock. "Have you noticed anything about Jacob lately?" He began,"The way he looks at you, the way he acts around you..."

My head cocked to one side trying to understand his words. I muttered, staring into his eyes in confusion,"Yes, I guess he is--" He interrupted me once more coming toward me and resting his hands gently under my chin. "Nessie, honey? I'm sorry I yelled at you, but this is very important. More than you understand right now." I shook my hand softly as he released his hands from my chin.

"Do you remember anything when you were just a couple of days old, months even?" He began again, still pacing back and forth. I pondered this deeply, searching through any memory I had. My mother, when I first saw her, My family, the Volturi, Susie, the Pack, Jacob-- I stopped there. I knew he was reading my mind at the time.

"Okay, okay...that's good hon. Very good," He muttered to himself once more. My skin changed to a moonlight pale color to a hot red in an instant.

Why was he asking all these questions? If he's mad at me about Lewis, can't he just tear my head off and be done with is already?

"Nessie, do you want to know why? Do you really want to know?" Dad suddenly burst out, this was so unlike him. If he could have gone red, he would have. I instantly shook my head eagerly, closing my eyes tightly, ready to feel a sharp pain in one of my limbs. I

"Jacob loves you in the way I love Bella! He loves you!" I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest as I fell to my knees. It felt like a whole was gaping through me chest, like someone just ripped it open. I hoped it was a limb coming off instead of my whole, heavy heart.