CHAPTER 15:
"I promise you, from the bottom of my heart... that I will destroy you." I teased. Wes chuckled.
Us two were sitting at the bottom of the staircase in my grandparents' house, while the adults talked in the other room. Wes brought up his running skills. And I attempted to impress him with the fact that I was the fastest sprinter I knew. "I'm even faster than werewolves..." I had bragged jokingly.
"It's totally on," He said now. "Next week. You and I. Race." He glared at me.
"Challenge accepted, mister." I smirked. He nudged me playfully in the shoulder.
Wes and I were getting along great. I was no longer intiminated by him, and we found many things we had in common. Both of us enjoyed being active, like running, for example. He is also very caring and unselfish, which I like to think I am too.
"Well, this weekend Alice and Jasper want to take me around town, to show me the place. So I say we find out the true athelete on Monday?" Wes suggested.
"Sounds great." I beamed.
"Ness! We're going home now... you should probably come to bed!" Called my father.
"You sleep?" Wes asked with his eyebrows raised.
"Er- yeah. I'm kinda weird," I winked. "I'll talk to you later..." I got up off the stairs, and waved goodbye. I joined my family by the lobby, and soon after hugging everyone off, we jogged home.
"Goodnight Renesmee," my father called on the other side of my bedroom door. I was just snuggling into my bed, when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," I mumbled, getting under the covers. It was my mom. She came to sit on the side of my bed.
"So, how was it? Meeting Wes?" She questioned me.
"It was great. I really like him, Mom. They picked well..." I smiled.
She giggled. "I'm glad. From the one time I actually got to see him, he seemed like a really nice guy. An awesome cousin for you," my mother beamed. "Well, I'll let you sleep. Night." She kissed my forehead and zoomed out of the room swiftly but quietly.
Something puzzled me. I just realized that I never remembered viewing him as a relative the whole night. To me, he was just a really cool friend that I can get along with. I don't have many of those, except Jacob of course. Also, it just came to me that I never mentioned Jake once, the whole time being with Wes. I don't know why it bothered me, it's just different. I'm so used to talking about Jacob 24/7, because he is basically my life.
On Sunday, Jake and I were just fooling around in the meadow after playing a rough game of catch.
"Jake, you're being silly! Get out here!" I yelled out into the open space of the forest.
Jacob apparently thought it was funny or something to hide in the trees and not speak a word after me telling him to 'shut up'.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it, you goof!" I yelped.
I just stood in the middle of a the meadow, waiting for some sign of motion. Even though I had extraordinary senses, Jacob also had excellent stealth skills.
Then, for a split second, I felt a rush of movement to my left. I turned my head just in time to get plummeted to the ground by a huge dark figure.
"Ouc-" I had time to say, before my boyfriend was on top of me, forcing his lips onto mine. Jake and I lay there for a timeless moment, kissing and enjoying time together.
After what seemed like hours - but I really didn't know, because I wasn't paying attention to anything else than Jacob's skin on mine - we lay side-by-side, holding hands and watching the clouds.
"That one looks like a rabbit. See the fluffy tail?" I pointed to the sky.
"Really? I see a Turdle..." Jake mumbled.
I giggled, "this is fun."
"Yea. Tomorrow, I say we come down here and do this again, except you bring your fathers camera. Edward has all those sweet lenses, imagine all the cool shots we could get!" He sighed.
"Er- actually..." I hesitated. Why did I feel so awkward doing this?
Jake turned over to look me in the eyes.
"What?" He wondered.
"I have plans with Wes tomorrow."
"Oh, cool! What are you two doing?" He smiled.
Phew. For some reason I thought he'd get angry or something.
"Well, we're actually having a race... we got into the conversation of running, and apparently he is quite competitive too. So we're testing our abilities..." I chuckled.
Jake laughed, "that sounds so great. I'm interested to know who's faster... you are pretty quick." He winked at me.
I smiled back at him with relief. It felt so odd saying no to Jake's plans, for once. I'm just glad he's okay with it.