Im sorry its so short guys, I'll try to make the next one super long?
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Chapter three.
Until the school day way over, I just drove around New-york City, trying to blow off some steam.
Why was I even angry? Jacob didn't do anything wrong. Neither I- Besides blowing up on him for no reason.

"Nessie. Please, let me talk to you." I called. How could she not know how much I love her? How could she not know I have been waiting for this day for my whole life? Oh right, because she didn't know I imprinted on her
"Go away Jacob!" Renesmee shouted from behind the unlocked door. Alight. If this was what it took. I opened her door and heard a scream.
"You can't just barge in here! What are you thinking? What if I was naked, or in the shower, or- or-" Just then she bursted into tears and ran over to my to give my a delicate hug.
"I'm so sorry!" She sobbed, "I've ruined everything!"
I patted her head gently. "Just the opposite. Look, I need to tell you something. When you were a baby, I imprinted on you." I expected her to be relieved, or happy- but when she pulled away and stared at my like a snake ready to pounce, I knew it was just the opposite.
"You what?" she gasped, whipped her eyes on the back of her hand- and stared at me fuming.
"So I wasn't your choice. You just happened upon me and your sexual desire took over? Jacob how could you?"
I stared back at her completely dumbfounded. Didn't she understand that imprinting wasn't a choice? Did she not see that I was in love with her, and not her body? How could she be so obtuse?
"I didn't just happen upon you! I found you and I made a connection. I found the woman I love and I stayed with you. Don't you understand that?" I was beginning to get frustrated, but I kept my cool for the most part.
"I was a CHILD!" She emphasized. "I was just a BABY! HOW- No don't even try to explain yourself jacob. Get OUT!" She screamed. she made a pathetic attempt to push my out of the room, and I pretending like it was working.
"I'm sorry!" I whimpered. How could she not see that I loved her with all of my heart?
I Treaded along, wondering what I was to do next.