Chapter 5- The fifth Hunt
This hunt was with Jacob was my fifth in all my years of life. Jacob and I had one every year, on the same day that I first hunted with Jacob and my mother. It was the best and the dirtiest day of my life, other than yesterday. The best because, I was hunting like a madman and because I was with my boyfriend, (well, then we weren't together) Jacob. The dirtiest because I was covered with deer blood.
Jacob and I arrived at a cornered forest area with the scent of a large pack of deer. Approximately, ten deer, five for me and five for Jacob, a perfect breakfast indeed. I tugged on Jake's tail a little and showed him what I thought. His hungry grin showed and he nodded.
I attacked my half slowly and much cleaner than a year ago. The deer's scent moved and danced around tree, I followed it until I met the three dears that looked tastier. It felt as if their necks were all conjoined when I tried to bite into one of them. I sucked all three deer's till they were drained and followed the scent of the other two that mingled with Jacob's pack. This time, I had to be very careful not to bite Jake. Instead of letting Jacob seeing me, I moved and stalked the deer until they were out of the other's reach. As I sucked the last two and leaving no spots of blood, Jacob finished quickly and started to clean his muzzle. When he finished, I walked closer and have him a huge hug, he dropped his head in my lap. I asked him, when he would change back to human form, through my hands. He got up and hid behind a tree. The next minute, I found him shirtless, walking towards me with the most adorable smile. He picked me up and straddled me in his arms.
"You even look beautiful after an hour long hunt," he stared into my eyes handsomely. I smiled and kissed him for hopefully, about a minute.
We ran back to the campsite and packed everything into the backpacks. As we did this, I would sneak snow down the back of Jacob's shirt and make him dance from how cold the snow is. When I didn't notice it, Jacob would do the same, but then melt the snow, making my shirt drenched in water. We laughed the whole way back to his car, and on the way to my house. I noticed that as we walked down the pathway, the carved rocks were used for the pathway to my home. What an interesting thing to do, especially since they were hand-carved.
Jake and I jumped over the creek to see that my parents were renovating the inside of our house. My mother had several paint color samples in her hands and my father was drawing up what looked like a plan for the living room. I guess they didn't like what grandma Esme did to the house for them. Jake and I linked arms and walked into my home.
"Renesmee," my mother screamed. She ran towards me with her arms wide open. I opened mine and waited for the impact of her body crashing into mine. As we hugged, Jake was taking peeks at my father's designs.
My mother let go of me and went to Jake, "Hello Jake, what have you two been doing?"
"Well, I think you know Nessie's side to it all, which is practically my side too. What have you and fortune teller been doing in Italy," Jake asked my mother and hugged as if they haven't seen each other in years. That made both my father and I cringe from how long the hug took.