Chapter 3- Jacob meets the folks…again
Renesmee's POV
The night brought dreams. Good dreams. With Jacob. I hope Daddy wasn't listening. He always was nosy one.
When I awoke Mom and Daddy were sitting in the living room. Mom looked pleased to see me and Daddy looked confused. I smiled and went to sit with them.
"I'm sorry about yesterday. It will never happen again," I say quietly.
"There is nothing to be sorry about, Renesmee. We understand you were angry and needed to be alone. Where did you go though?" Daddy asks me gently.
"I went to First Beach-," I am cut off by a low growl I have never heard outside the hunt.
"Renesmee Carlie Cullen! You are forbidden to go there! It is not safe!" Mom yells at me. She never yells. It is irrational to yell. We never yell. Dad has clenched the armrest of the chair he is sitting in. The fabric is torn where his nails have cut though. Why the anger? I didn't swim! I didn't expose us!
"That does not matter Renesmee! We are not allowed to go there under any circumstance our family is not safe from the pack!" Now Daddy is angry. He is not yelling but he fuming. What pack? Like dogs?
"The pack of the Quileute tribe. They are werewolves, Renesmee! If you knew the trouble we have had with them over the years…" Daddy is distressed and Mom looks close to tears…if she could cry…
"Werewolves? They exist? What else haven't you told me? Like, who's Jacob? Why did he think Mom was dead and I killed her? Can anyone explain that to me?" I scream at them. I jump up from the chair I was sitting in and press my palms on their cheeks. I show them the night before and all Jacob has told me.
Mom growls when the memory is done. Then her face goes stony. As does Dad's. I stand there my chest moving at an incredible rate. I have never yelled. I have never expressed anger. The adrenaline rushing through my veins almost hurts.
I push my legs as fast as they will go. Out of the cottage. Past the manor. Through Forks. All the way to La Push. I need my Jacob. My Jacob. My Jacob.
I almost pass him because I am moving so quickly. I am not as fast as my family so I am still visible to the untrained eye. Jacob grabs my arm and pulls me into him.
"Where's the fire, Nessie?" Jacob laughs and pulls me into a bone crushing hug. If he had been only a guy I met yesterday I would have been furious. But he wasn't just a guy. He was mine. My Jacob. I love how that feels. To have something like this is my heart. He is mine. I just know he feels the same way.
"My parents obviously remember you. I told them about last night. They say you're a….not human… is that true, Jacob?" I ask him feebly. I hope it's true. Humans I am not safe around. Werewolves I haven't tried.
"Yes. It is. I'm sorry," Jacob mumbles into my ear. His warm breath makes my already fast beating heart speed up. I curse it. I hug him tighter.
"Thank you, Jacob."
Bella's POV
This cannot be happening. He couldn't have done that. I lift my shield so Edward can read my thoughts. He couldn't have done that to us. Of all the rotten things that could have happened, why this? Why her, Edward? Why did he have to imprint on my baby? Our baby?
"You do not know if he imprinted on her, Bella. You could have read the signs wrong. We shouldn't jump to conclusions. Jacob was there for us all those years ago. We should at least give him the benefit of the doubt," Edward tried to compromise. There is always a compromise.
I wrapped myself around him and kissed him passionately. I'm using him. I need a distraction. I cannot think about this right now. Concentrate on Edward.
Edward chuckled and unwrapped my arms from him. "Bella, if you're going to think about using me could you at least secure your shield again? You are making it impossible to focus on you when you are thinking about the dog."
I cleared my mind and put my shield back. Before I knew it, I could feel Edward's hands in my hair once again. I smiled and enjoyed the feeling of being so close to him. But never close enough.
"Er-hem," a musical voice cleared her throat. I released Edward and saw Renesmee with a very familiar shape behind her.
"Hello, Jacob," Edward composed himself and went forward to shake Jacob's hand. Jacob declined the gesture and took a step further in to the house. Renesmee looked at her feet. I fought the urge to go and hide her in my closet. Jacob would never find her there. Alice has increased my wardrobe over the years. It would be easy to hide my child.
"Bella…," Jacob said breathlessly. I smiled broadly. I couldn't stay mad at him when he looked so happy. "You're alive. Why didn't you call?" Jacob joked and pulled me into a hug but quickly released. "Sorry, Bells. I forgot how much you stink." I laughed along with Edward and Jacob. Renesmee stood there staring at her feet.
"Renesmee, are you alright?" I asked concerned. She may have been sad for the past few months but she never showed it. It was a heart breaking sight.
"Mom, Daddy, I'm sorry I ran away like that. I just couldn't stand that my perfect family had hidden so much from me. It felt like a lie. I'm sorry though," Renesmee whispered. I saw the glistening tears fall from her cheeks and land on the floor. I gave in to a new temptation and went over to hug her. She returned the hug like she used to when she was younger; with her full strength. I smiled and kissed the top her head.
"I felt like I should bring her back here myself. Sam wouldn't have liked it if he saw her on the rez. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything good, Bells," Jacob laughed again. I stuck out my tongue and returned to Edward's side. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist firmly.
"Jacob, I think there is something Bella needs to ask you," Edward started. He sold me out! I dropped my shield and thought loudly, for a vampire you can be such a monster sometimes! How could you sell me out? I put my shield back and ignored Edward's snickering.
"Have you imprinted yet, Jacob?" I ask sternly. Being a mother I have developed a very good stern voice. I almost cheer every time I get to use it. It's not very often having a daughter like Renesmee.
Jacob looks to his feet sheepishly. And slowly moves his eyes to Renesmee. It is like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. I growl. Jacob looks back down at his feet. Edward tightens his grip on my waist.
"I see, Jacob. How about we just talk about this later? Considering, we will be seeing more of you, right?" My voice is tight as I ask the question already knowing his answer. I just want to see his reaction. He nods and looks up at me. His face is worried. He moves his hand up to protect his neck. I chuckle and so does Edward. He has to be kidding, right?
Renesmee's POV
I can't believe my parents are just standing there interrogating Jacob! I don't understand most of what they are saying but I do know Jacob is being grilled. It's even worse that my dad is digging around in our minds trying to figure out what's going on. Ha! I hope you like me thinking of…let's see…Skylar surfing! Oh, yes. Enjoy that Dad! Rippling six pack and all… Jacob has a six pack…no! Can't think about that now! I mean ever…I'm only seven years old!
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