Hi, all. This will be a somewhat sad, all human story. I hope you come to love it as much as I do, I've been working on it for a while & I have up to the first 6 chapters. Please enjoy and review! I own zero character's, besides the ones not in the twilight franchise and what not. :)

This character of Renemsee is supposed to act like this, so if you read anything that may offend you, It in no means applies.

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Unbelievable Promises: Chapter 2

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My shoes squished and sloshed through the puddles on the walk way leading up to the Black Auto Repair Garage, the bell ran with an annoying chime as I pushed the heavy door open.

"You're late." a husky voice called out to me. I looked up to meet the dark eyes I dreamt about all night.

"S-sorry." I stuttered as I brought the hood of my hoodie down. Jacob's eyes trailed over my body, he frowned and let out a sigh.

"What?" I asked, slightly annoyed. I looked down at my outfit of choice and saw nothing wrong. It was my usual attire with the addition of a sweatshirt seeing as how it's forty degrees and pouring outside.

"Skinny jeans and those stupid skater shoes? Really?" he snorted, "I thought you would actually try harder than that." he shrugged and started walking towards a huge door, I followed him with an angry scowl.

"They aren't skater shoes, I wear them because they have a flat bottom and it makes it easier to dance." I huffed, "Why are you here?"

Jacob looked back at me and shook his head, leaving my question unanswered. He pulled the door open and I was greeted with loud music, booming laughter and several sets of eyes. Every man in the room were almost as big as Jacob, but Jacob was still easily the biggest. They all had a russet or sinewy tone to their skin, they all had the dark hair and the dark eyes - but most of all, they were all scarily muscular. I swallowed hard and licked my dry lips.

Jacob cleared his throat. "Uh guys, this is Renesmee. She's um, working here for a little while." I looked up at Jacob, he met my gaze momentarily and then smirked. "Have fun, kiddo."

I glared at his retreating form and turned back towards the criticising eyes. "Hey, whitey - why so scared looking? We don't bite." they all howled in laughter, I glared and balled my small fists.

"Aw, bro - look. I think she's mad, do you already hate us?" another tall guy with a gleaming white smile questioned.

I smirked, "I don't hate you, it's just if I had a glass of water and you were on fire . . . I'd drink it." the guys mouth dropped open, and the rest of the men laughed at him.

A hard slap on my back nearly sent me flying forward, but large hands steadied me as they gripped my waist. My eyes nearly bugged out of my head. "I'm Embry and that's Quil." he pointed to the guy I just embarrassed. "That's Sam, Paul, Collin, Brady and Seth. Collin, Brady and Seth are probably your age. What are you, a freshman?"

I narrowed my eyes at his tall frame, "No." I spat. "I'm a sophomore."

Embry's smile widened, "That's great!"

I furrowed my brows, "Do you like, not go to Forks High? You probably graduated last year, right? I've never seen you around before."

He shook his head and laughed, "No way, I wouldn't get caught hanging around the pale faces like Jake! All of us 'cept Sam go to the reservation school, Sam graduated last year."

My mouth formed a small 'o'. "I didn't know the reservation had a school,"

He laughed awkwardly, "You think we all just learned at home? Come on girl, use that brain in your pretty head. Jesus, you white kids are really dumber than I thought."

I humphed in anger, "How about I write you a letter, it'll go like this; Dear Mr. Douche bag number two - "

"Who's douche bag number one?" Embry cut in,

I glared. "Jacob. Anyways - dear Mr. Douche bag number two, I'd like to inform you that my 'I don't give a fuck' meter is currently broken from not giving a single fuck so much. Sincerely, your worst nightmare."

They guys fell silent for a few moments, "Hey Jake!" someone yelled.

Jacob popped into the garage a few seconds later, "Yeah?" he asked, sounding a bit annoyed.

"We like her." Quil said, and the rest of the guys murmured their agreement.

Jacobs brows furrowed, "Well, okay?"

"Bye douche bag number one!" Embry said with a grin.

Jacob shot me a confused look before leaving slowly. Everyone started laughing and the atmosphere grew comfortable. Embry eventually gave me a car to work on, but insisted he had to help me because he 'didn't know what skills I had'. I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly why he wanted to 'help me'.

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I waved at Embry as I headed straight towards the door, leading back out into the lobby; trying hard to just catch a glimpse of Jacob Black shirtless with car oil all over his marvelous glistening russet skin. I shuttered and pulled the door open.

"Hey, Renesmee." a husky voice called from behind me. I squeaked, knowing that voice. I would be forced to look at his inhuman eight pack and be expected not to drool or faint. I spun around a little to quickly he was still working on the car, leaning over the engine twisting and slipping wires.

I sighed in relief, "Yeah?"

"Come here."

My breath caught, I slowly stumbled towards him, my hands shaking and my stomach fluttering. "I have a question." he said as he stood and wiped his hands on his jeans, towering over me again. I squeaked, and my eyes darted all over his amazing body. I nearly had to force my mouth to work.

"Ye-yeah?" I asked in a breathy voice.

"Um, how close are you and Bella? You know . . . like do you talk?"

I frowned, that wasn't the question I was looking for. But to be honest, I really didn't know what I wanted him to ask - but it sure as hell wasn't that.

"She's Edward's girlfriend." I emphasized, hoping he would understand that Bella wasn't interested in him. And if she was, then I would kick her ass just for my brother . . . and for me, because Jacob is mine. Whoa, what? Where the fuck did that come from? Jesus, you sound like some crazy stalker. "She loves my brother, they are so in love, it's gross. She always comes over, if she moves - Edward moves. If Edward moves, she moves. They're like magnets that can't and will never be separated."

He groaned, "I did not want to hear that." he rubbed his face, "God dammit, okay - look, it's pretty obvious that I like Bella. I mean, who wouldn't?"

I snorted, my distaste for Bella just increased by a steady amount. Jacob shot me a glare, "Please - just talk me up to her. I know Edwards your brother . . ."

My mouth fell open in shock, was he really that self centered? What a freaking asshole! "No, you dip shit!" I yelled angrily, "There is no way in hell I would ever do that to my brother. He loves Bella more than me, his baby sister - he loves her more then his own life."

Jacob sat on the hood of the car opposite of the one he was working on, staring at the ground. "God, I'm sorry - I'm such an idiot. I just - Bella's been my friend forever, and she gets me. And, I guess that's why I want her so bad. Just forget about it, see you at school." he rubbed his face and got up, walking towards the back of the garage where the tools were.

I frowned and stepped after him, "Jacob," I called after him. I licked my lips and wrung my hands together. He stopped and turned to face me. "Bella isn't . . . Bella isn't the only girl in the world." I wrinkled my nose and turned around, leaving him alone in the garage. The rain was heavier now as I headed to my car. I got in quickly; slamming the door shut behind me. I punched my steering wheel and let out a frustrated scream. I started the car angrily, shoving the keys in the ignition and peeling out of the parking lot as fast as I could. My tires sent water from puddles flying as I pulled out onto the road.

I was so stupid, why did I say that! There was no way Jacob Black would ever see me in that way. I wasn't Bella fucking Swan. I was some punk that spray painted his locker. I was confused, angry and hurt beyond hell. Jacob liked Bella, but had a thing with Jessica too? I groaned and turned down the road leading to the new part of town.

Why was he having this effect on me? Guys never have this kind of pull around me, I've always been the one in control! I ground my teeth together in aggravation, It was just some stupid, silly, little crush, right?

I pulled up to the familiar gates and buzzed in, trying to forget about my aggravating thoughts. The gates opened and I drove past them, heading towards my house. I pulled into the driveway and then the garage. I pressed the button on my car and listened in silence as the garage door shut. I took my keys out of the ignition and just sat in my car for a few minuets, thinking about if I should tell Edward about what Jacob asked me to do. If I told Edward, Jacob would hate me. If I didn't tell Edward, he would hate me and Jacob would . . . do nothing.

I muttered curse words and hopped out of my hummer, slamming the door shut and trudging inside angrily. "How was work, Miss. Renesmee?" our maid, Chrissy asked me.

I shrugged, "S'okay."

She smiled in return and headed up the stairs with new linens and sheets. I frowned, Daddy insisted we have a maid and a cook. He felt like it was something every household should have. I thought it was ridiculous, as did my mother and brother - but daddy didn't care. "A clean home is a happy home." He would always say. I rolled my eyes just thinking about it. I trudged into the kitchen to find Emilio working hard on tonight's dinner.

"Whatcha makin'?" I questioned as I hopped onto the counter. He mixed the red sauce in the large pot on the stove and added some spices, along with a few vegetables. "My famous spaghetti." he tossed me a big grin and poured boiling water in a pot, adding a bit of salt.

"Smells good, I'm starving." he smiled in triumph. I hopped of the counter and headed out of the kitchen, going up the stairs and towards my room. I passed Edwards room and heard noises I did not want to hear. I shuttered and quickly hurried to my room, shutting and locking the door behind me. I shuffled over to my bed and collapsed on it's fluffy covers. I groaned and rolled over onto my back, staring up at my ceiling.

Tonight would be another restless night of dreaming about Jacob Black's mysterious dark eyes and amazing body the God Adonis would be jealous of.