Chapter Twelve:

R.P.O.V

I woke up, stretching in Jake's arms. He was so big! His muscles bulged on his arms and legs, and his face was almost as strong as concrete!

I nuzzled my face in his chest. He stroked my back. "I love you Nessie." He said.

I growled. What was with everybody calling me Nessie? "Love you to Jakey."

He chuckled lightly. It wasn't hard to notice that his laugh was missing something. Some kind of…music maybe? Something that made his laugh, though it was real and sincere, always sound flat. I put my hand to his face and gave him a memory of when he first held me.

I remembered looking up into his chocolate brown eyes, pulling on his hair and giggling happily. He didn't smile or seem to acnolodge what was happening as he held me. His eyes gave away no emotion.

But then he smiled sweetly. It was so new to me and my childish mind. The way he smiled down at me, now made my heart jump and stutter. I hardly understood the feelings that ran through my veins when I was with him.

"Do you miss mom, to?" I asked him, though I already knew the answer.

He sighed and his body began to melt like liquid. He always seemed to loosen up when he talked about her. "OF course I miss her. She was my best friend. It was like losing another part of me."

"That must of sucked." I whispered.

"You know I don't like when you use that word."

"Well, your not my father." Although sometimes my real father wasn't much like a father at all. He would trail off mid-sentence and close his eyes. He often times wouldn't look at me, as if it was to painful to do so. I wondered why. Did I really look that much like her?

He wouldn't let me look at pictures, neither would anybody else. Mom was a senstive subject to everybody, even Emmett. I always thought he was tough and strong, but when somebody mentioned Mom, his tough exterior melted like chocolate.

It pained me to see my family still in pain. I wish I had known her. I so want to understand what was so special about her. But she gave her life for mine, and yet my family still loved me. Maybe I was the reason Mom was a sensive subject.

Maybe having to look at me, the person who practically killed her, was to much to bear. Maybe they all hated me.

I gasped in Jake's arms and began to cry. I missed her to, whether I knew her or not. And I felt as if her death was all my fault. As if I was the murderer.

"What's wrong?" Jake asked, his voice full of worry.

I lifted my head to look in his eyes. "They don't hate me, do they? Does daddy hate me?"

He looked shocked. "Why would we hate you?"

I shook my head. "Because I killed mom! I'm the reason she's dead! If I wasn't born then maybe she would still be alive!"

He growled and his fists clenched. He began to shake. "Don't you dare think like that! Nobody hates you, and nobody blames you for Bella not making it!"

I ran my fingers over his lips. "Calm down Jakey. I'm sorry."

He closed his eyes. Sometimes I just didn't get him. He was way to overprotective of me and my feelings. If I ever felt doubt for something, he was right there to reassure me. To make me feel better.

"We all love you." He said, opening his eyes and looking into mine. "More then you could ever imagine."

He kissed my cheek and tightened his grip around me. "I love you so much Nessie."

I clung to him, stroking his hair and back. "Did I say something to make you upset?" I asked. I felt hot tears spill on my shirt.

"No. I'm just…happy. Your almost full grown. I've been wating forever."

I cocked my head to the side in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Before I could do anything, he pushed his lips to mine. My eyes widened. What was he doing!? I was, like, thirteen! He was older then me by a lot!

And yet, I couldn't help but to close my eyes and melt in his kiss. There were so many emotions in his touch, in his kiss. It was such a beatiful moment that I never wanted to end.

And for the first time, I realized what the feelings ment. What all the confusing things I had felt for Jake acutally ment. I loved him! And there was nobody who could take that away.

"Jacob!" Dad's familiar voice rang. "What are you doing to my daughter?!"

Jake pulled away but kept me in his arms. "I was just kissing her!"

Dad's voice was pained and angry. Even sad. "Get off of her!"

"Daddy please!" I begged. "We weren't doing anything wrong!"

"I said get off of her Jacob Black!"

Jake gave me a saddened look. His eyes were clouded over with tears, and so were mine. Dad was so unfair.

"Don't go Jake!" Iwhined.

"I have to." He whispered.

"Daddy!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "Why won't you just leave him alone!"

Jake pleaded, "Just drop it Nessie. I'll get it sorted out!" He turned to face Edward. "I'm sorry Edward…"

Before Jacob could finish, dad punched him in the jaw. Jacob stumbled back and placed his hand on his face. "That all you got bloodsucker?" He asked.

Edward growled and jumped ontop of Jacob. "Don't kiss me daughter ever again!" He screamed. I flinched. Why was he so angry? "Don't you EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN!"

Jacob pushed Daddy off of him. He glared at daddy. They seemed to exchange some kind of knowledge with each other. Some kind of heated respect. But I knew daddy wouldn't forgive him that easily.

I ran up to Jake and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Don't go Jake!" I said, sobbing. I realized he was all I had. The rest of my family was to distant to get to. "Please don't go!"

Daddy pried my fingers off and lifted me up into his arms. I pounded on his shoulder. "I want to be with Jacob! Not you! I hate you!"

He froze. "You don't mean that." He whispered. I really hurt his feelings. But he deserved, he didn't realize how much he hurt mine.

"I do!" I sobbed. "You don't love me! You only love her! I'm not important enough!"

He put me down and stared at me. If he could of cried he would of. "I love you both…"

"But you can't! She's gone! She can't come back!"

Daddy turned away and walked off, running through the door. He was nothing but a blur as he left.

What had I just done? I really was a horrible person.