Sorry it has been so so so long! I've been working on my other fictions. Not an excuse, I know. I have a new poll, by the way. The winner of the other one was a B&E friends since childhood fic. I'll get on that when I finish one of these stories.

I don't own Twilight.

RPOV

My date with Nahuel was painful I the extreme. I tried to get excited about the whole thing. I tried to care about what I was wearing like I had whenever I saw Jacob, but I couldn't. There was no spark left in me. Nahuel was actually…a little creepy.

He stared at me with his too interested eyes. It would have made me squirm if I was still the same Renesmee that I had one been. Fortunately, I was too numb to show such a sign of discomfort.

He was nice enough, but he had this oily feel. He was arrogant, and he treated me like I was young and naïve. I suppose that's how he saw me.

Needless to say, the date didn't go well. Or at least, I thought it didn't. Nahuel apparently thought differently because he sent me flowers. I wanted to throw them in the trash, but I restrained myself.

It was so stupid. I was still in love with Jake. What was wrong with me?! I felt angry at myself. Was I really that pathetic? Doomed to wander the earth alone and unloved like some stupid campfire story's ghost?

There was nowhere to hide from the truth. Unrequited love would be the death of me. Jacob was never coming back. I had accepted that. It hurt. I had expected that too. I just had not expected it to be such a constant anguish.

I tried to date Nahuel again, but it went even more poorly. I gave up. This was ridiculous. I didn't need a man, did I?

My parents were still absent. It was rather annoying that they weren't here to see my newfound independence and strength. I was hunting on my own again. I actually left my house once in a while. It was quite the transformation, but underneath it still felt the same. Going through the actions of normality didn't necessarily create normality.

Sometimes I still found myself staring across the field in front of my house, waiting. There was a piece of me that would always be standing on my front steps watching for him to come home.

JPOV

I kept smelling vampire as I ran. I told myself that I was imagining things. I was just too focused on Nessie. I rarely stopped to rest or eat. There didn't seem to be a point. Without Renesmee, everything was bleak and grey. Once I had Renesmee back, I could relax.

I had just passed the halfway point when a white blur came out of nowhere and hit me. I rolled and landed on my feet, still in wolf form. I snarled at my unknown attacker, preparing to strike.

Then I realized it was Edward. More specifically, it was Edward, Bella, Emmett, and Rosalie. Of course, they were looking for me.

"What do you want?" I growled, back in human form.

"Ew. Put some clothes on." Rosalie tossed me a pair of pants.

"Thanks, Blondie." I tugged the pants on with one hand, unwilling to take my eyes off of the vampires.

"Jacob…" Bella began. I could practically hear her forming a plea that wouldn't damage their pride any more than it already was.

"Save it, bells." I held up my hand. Edward refused to look me in the eyes.

"But, Jake-"

"Save it because I was already going back." I could have let them struggle for words a bit more, but they were hindering my return home. Bella's mouth fell open.

"Seriously, dude?" Emmett asked. I smiled. I had nothing against him personally.

"Yea." Edward was now staring at me intensely. I sighed. Opening my mind wide to show him that I meant what I said, I looked at him.

"Drop the shield, Bells." she looked even more shocked, but apparently obliged. I could almost feel the bloodsucker searching through my memories and decisions. It wasn't pleasant. Finally, he nodded. I saw tension leave the collective group.

"So can I get back to running now?" I asked. Edward smiled fractionally. I could tell that he wasn't happy with the situation. Bella grinned genuinely. Rosalie glared, but that's what I expected from her. Emmett actually laughed.

"Let's go home." Bella said. She took Edward's arm and ran. They were faster than me of course, so they'd get there first. At least I didn't have to worry about an all out battle occurring when I got back. Or so I hoped.

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