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"What is all of this?" I gasped, peeling down the very first note from the wall. On its yellow surface, Jacob had scrawled the words 'I love you…' every other note depicted something involving our me or our relationship. "the way you pick your fingernail polish when you're bored."

With fresh tears in my eyes, I began to read off each and every note. I choked back a sob when the last one read nothing but 'you.'

"Did you do all of this?" I gasped. He nodded stiffly. "But…how? When?"

"While you were with Embry. I talked to your dad and he reluctantly told me where the spare key was and went to your grandpa's, so I told Embry to keep you occupied for a few hours after school until I could finish this."

I clutched the note in my hand, fighting my love with my fury. "You ignored me, Jacob. I called you and called you. You didn't even talk to me at school."

"I know, I know," he sobbed, placing his hands firmly on my shoulders. I bit my lip, shut my eyes and turned my head away. I wanted to forgive him. I wanted nothing more. But, he was the one that ignored me, regardless whether that kiss was involuntarily. "I shouldn't have. I was dumb. I just didn't know that you didn't go on that date willingly. If I had known, I wouldn't have done any of that. You have to forgive me."

"I can't do this right now," I sobbed, pulling away. "Give me one good reason why I should forgive you?"

"Because I love you!" he cried, meeting my eyes. "Everything on these notes is something I love about you. About us."

"I really don't want this, Jake," I sighed, falling onto the couch.

"But I do," he begged. "Like, see, that's one of the reasons I love you. You're biting your lip. You always do that when you're nervous or upset."

Just noticing that I was indeed biting my lip rather vigorously, I stopped and looked to my feet.

"And I love how you quote famous authors but I've never actually seen you read. And how you twirl your hair when you're indecisive and how you wonder about your mom but you'll never, ever admit that and how that you are the only one I've fought this hard for. That has to count for something doesn't it?"

I stood in the silence, speechless.

"But if you need to hear why I love you, I could go on all night," he said.

"It's alright," I smiled lightly. "You did pretty good."

I placed my hands on the side of his face and pulled him for the kiss that I'd missed more than I'd allow myself to admit and once his lips touched mine, our entire argument seemed like dust blown away with the wind.

"I forgive you," I breathed, pressing my forehead to his shoulder.

"I love you, so much."

He titled my head up to press his lips to mine in another kiss. Our mouths moved in a syncopated motion as his tongue slid slowly into my mouth. His hand found the hemline of my shirt and slowly began to slid up. I pulled away to fumble with the buttons on his polo shirt.

"Forever," I emitted.

"Forever," he agreed, grabbing my hand and leading me up the stairs.

I awoke in my bed, moonlight penetrating through my drawn curtains. With a smile on my face, I rolled over, finding Jacob asleep on the other side. His loud snores filled my room, while his arm was draped over his face, exposing his bare chest.

I grabbed a bra, underwear and tee shirt, slipped them on and practically skipped down the stairs. Finally consummating my love with Jacob had been euphoric and I just had to cook, which was what I always seemed to do when I couldn't get any happier.

It was barely past eight o clock, meaning Jake and I had only been asleep for an hour at the most and also meaning that it wasn't too late to grab the cookie dough and make the delectable goods.

"Nessie?" my father called, suddenly walking into the kitchen. "Hey. Are you alright?"

"Those smell great," Jacob smiled, coming in behind him with his tousled hair and bare chest. I could feel the color drain from my face as my father turned around and was quickly able to put two and two together. My bare bottom. His bare chest. It didn't take a genius.

"Dad, it isn't what you think," I began with wide eyes. His smile instantly fell as he stared at Jacob.

"Get out," my father said quietly, looking at Jacob. Jacob took this as his best chance to run so he slid on his shirt and dashed out the door, leaving my father and I alone. I looked to the stairs, hoping I could make my escape, but I knew that wouldn't happen. "So how was it?"

"Oh it great," I exclaimed, my exuberance dropping as his smile faded. "Oh...wait."

"Are you an idiot, Renesmee?" he boomed. I suddenly felt three years old again as I sank into the couch. His eyes were blazing and his jaw was tawt. He never called me Renesmee anymore. "What on earth were you thinking! Having sex with some boy you probably wont be with in a year!"

I stood up in protest. "Jacob and I love each other! We made up and we figured out that were going to be together forever! You don't understand!"

"Understand?" he shouted. "How do you think you got here? Were you even protected?"

I hesitated for a second. I actually had no idea if Jacob had used a condom. I knew I wasn't on the pill, due to the fact that I'd never actually planned on having sex. It had been a very spontaneous decision on both of our parts, caught up in our moment of reunion and I hadn't even thought to ask Jacob about protection.

"You didn't use protection," he sighed, falling into the chair and placing his head in his hands. I stood there awkwardly, tears welling in my eyes as I was once again biting my lip, just as Jacob had pointed out. "Are you trying to end up like your mother?

"Do not compare me to her!" I hissed.

"Well you sure are acting a hell of a lot like her! What if you end up pregnant? Who do you think is going to take care of the child because it most definitely would not be me. I sure hope you have a plan, Renesmee because history has a funny way of repeating itself."

He walked towards the stairs but stopping at the first step.

"And you're grounded. You aren't going anywhere but school and home. You breathe and eat. That's it. I don't ever want to see Jacob in this house again. I cant legally expel him but I can banish him from this house. And that is final."

"Daddy!" I cried, following him up the stairs. "That's not fair!"

"It is so fair. Don't even try to change it because you won't. This argument is over. Oh, your cell phone is being cancelled and you will get no birthday."

"What?" I sobbed. "You can't do that! It's my 17th!"

"I just did," he said flatly before shutting his door.

"I'm calling Emmett and living with him! You're overreacting!"

And I did. I followed through with what I told him I would do and I called Emmett before my phone was cancelled. Without hesitation or asking any questions, he came over in a rush.

"She isn't going anywhere, Emmett," Edward said, descending down the stairs. He didn't deserve to be called my father at this point. "She stays here."

"No," I interjected, walking into the hallway with an overnight bag. "You overreact about everything and I don't want to be here for that."

He stepped closer but Emmett side stepped in front of me, blocking his path.

"I don't know what the issue is here but I don't need my favorite niece and my brother getting into it," Emmett cautioned. "Nessie, why don't you go sit in the car? I'll be in there in a minute or two." "Mkay," I popped my lips and happily skipped down the stairs.

I'd won yet again.

Once in the car, I texted Jacob to tell him that everything was fine and to call me on Emmett's home number if he needed me, in the tragic case that Edward did actually cancel my phone. He sent back a happy reply, so I set aside my phone and rested my head against the seat of the massive truck.

"Everything will be fine," Emmett said once he finally slid into the car. "I just don't see why you would have unprotected sex, knowing that's how you got here. What were you thinking, Nessie?"

"Not you too," I moaned. "I don't need another lecture."

"Nah. I won't make you sit through that again. But, I did calm your dad down and he will not be cancelling your phone. He didn't say anything about your birthday but I'm pretty sure the family has something planned so he can't take that away. I don't really know how long I can keep you at the house but Rose and I are always here. Well, for the next 9 months.

A smile crept upon my lips. "Is Aunt Rose pregnant?"

"Yeah," he beamed. "We just found out. Were pretty excited about it."

"Hey, where's the jeep?" I asked, noticing that he indeed wasn't driving his jeep and this car was new. Brand new. The new car smell was still overpowering. How had I not noticed it?

"At the house," he shrugged. "Rose thought I needed something more practical.

"An Escalade is practical?" I laughed.

"Well more practical.

"Right," I smiled.

That night progressed slowly. Rosalie had dinner waiting for us and I ate quickly, unable to fight the idiotic grin that crept upon my lips when I thought about Jacob. Emmett disappeared halfway through dinner and when I looked to Rosalie in questioning, she smiled and continued eating.

"I think Emmett has something for you outside," she said as we were doing the dishes. I kinked an eye brow but followed her out the door and into the driveway.

Waiting in the driveway was the Jeep Wrangler with a large red bow sitting on the hood. Emmett was standing in the back, smiling widely. He jumped down and hurried over to Rosalie and I when he saw us.

"Happy birthday! I know it isn't Saturday yet, but we thought you would like it early," Rosalie squealed. I giggled loudly and ran over to the car as Emmett tossed me the keys. I hugged the hood, pressing my head against the metallic paint.

"Oh my goodness," I smiled, sighing. "This is for me? Thank you so, so, so much. You didn't need to give me your Jeep." "We wanted to. Your dad doesn't actually know about this but we'll let him know on Sunday when we all go to mom and dad's."

"You aren't driving it tonight," Rosalie said, killing my buzz. "It's late and you still have school tomorrow."

"Oh…yeah."

I handed the keys back over to Emmett. I ran inside to call Jacob.

I went to bed not long after talking to Jacob, content with everything that had happened that day.

"You ready for your party tomorrow?" Claire smiled. It was Friday and I was fully aware of the party that was being thrown by her in honor of my birthday. I knew no details, just that there would indeed be a party.

The day following Jacob and I's reconciliation, I made up with all of my friends and apologized for my erratic behavior. They welcomed me back with open arms and my life was finally as it should be, only now I could drive myself to school. Claire had been more than ecstatic when I told her about the Jeep.

"Why won't you tell me anything about it?" I huffed, copying down the notes on the board. Bella was busy blabbing about semi colons, so I didn't even try to pay attention. "I mean, it is my birthday."

"Because," she whispered. "It's a surprise. We will all be at your uncle's house to pick you up tomorrow night at 6. But, for tonight, you are coming over for a sleepover and you can tell me all about what happened with you and Jacob because he wont say a word and you wont say a word and I'm curious. Something happened on Monday night that sent your dad over the edge and I want to know what it is!"

"Do you have something to share with the class, Ms. Young?" Bella asked. All eyes turned to Claire and I. "I gave you guys free seats for the day, hoping you wouldn't talk. Don't make me regret the decision."

"Yes, Ms. Swan," she said quietly, bowing her head. She quickly whipped out a piece of paper and scribbled out a note.

Why haven't told me anything yet? You've been grinning like an idiot since Tuesday.

I'll tell you tonight. Pay attention.

I stuffed the note into my binder and rested my head upon the desk. I was surprised with myself that not Jacob nor I had told anybody about Monday night. But, she wouldn't tell me anything about my party so I wasn't telling her anything about Jacob and I having sex.

"Please tell me!" She cried after class. She was coming home with me and we were just heading back to her house from there. "Why won't you tell me?"

"Because you won't tell me anything about my birthday party," I retorted. Once in the front seat, she slumped down and simply gazed out the window. Claire wasn't one to harbor secrets from.

"Okay fine," I huffed. "But I don't want you telling a bunch of people. It was a spur of the moment thing, so don't go tell the whole Junior class. Okay?"

Her eyes brightened and she sat pin straight in the seat.

"Alright," I began.

I went on to tell about how Jacob had fixed things and then what had happened after. It was a good thing we were in the car, as she squealed louder than I think I'd heard anybody squeal before. Her eyes were wide with excitement and she was grinning wildly.

"I think Quil and I want to do it, too," she told me as we began to pull into the long drive way of Emmett and Rosalie's house. "But a part of me wants to wait. I mean, were in love and all but I just always thought that abstaining was best. But, maybe it's okay that we don't. You and Jake did it."

My eyes widened instantly. "Do not think it's a good idea just because Jacob and I did it. You abstain. You wait until marriage. We hadn't planned it or anything but when he started to take off my shirt, I just couldn't fight it. But if you were thinking about abstaining, just wait."

"Weren't you and Jacob going to wait?"

"I don't even remember," I shrugged. "Nothing really mattered that night, anyway."

There was a small stretch of silence as we got out of the car, but she squealed seconds later.

"I can't believe you aren't a virgin anymore! I just thought you would like… wait. Was it good? Tell me it was good? Jacob looks like he would be good in bed but you know, looks can be deceiving. He could be terrible, not that I'd ever know. Did you…cum?"

Her voice fell to a whisper on the last word, as we had entered my living room and Rosalie was on the couch, reading a book. She looked up at us questioningly so I smiled and dragged Claire up the stairs. She knew about everything, but discussing it in her presence was awkward.

"Yes," I grinned. "It was this like euphoric feeling… I cant even describe it. Anyways, I won't go any further because I wouldn't want to give away everything and I still think you should wait!"

She laughed and fell back on the bed while I packed my bag. I took into consideration the outfit I was picking for tomorrow, since my party was tomorrow night and I was most likely not coming home.

"How's this outfit?" I asked, holding up an outfit for Claire to see. She gave me a thumbs up so I stuffed my bag full and rushed down the stairs. I said my goodbyes to Emmett and Rosalie and rushed out the door to drive Claire and I to her house.

We spent the entire night together, laughing and gushing about everything. She couldn't quit talking about Quil and I couldn't quit talking about Jacob. The words just continued pouring from my mouth and they just wouldn't stop. By the time we could finally shut up, the sun was breaking over the horizon.

"Do we really need sleep?" I laughed. From what I could see, neither of us were actually tired.

"It's your birthday!" she exclaimed. "You're 17! Were going to the mall, lets go!"

"Claire," I said, grabbing her sleeve. "It's like 6 in the morning. We can't go to the mall."

"Well let's do something!" she exclaimed, bouncing up and down. "I just want to do something! We have to like… go somewhere! Maybe I'll call Quil!"

She picked up the phone but immediately threw it back down. She fell back on the bed and began laughing loudly.

"I'm not tired," she giggled.

"Yeah you are," I smiled, rubbing her back as her face fell into the pillow. She was still laughing, but she was finally sitting still. It didn't take long for the laughing to stop. Finally, Claire had fallen asleep. "Good morning, Claire."

I laid my head next to hers and closed my eyes. I was asleep in no time at all.

I awoke in in a haze. The light was streaming through the window and Claire had disappeared. The clock flashed 1:00 and I was alone.

"Wake up, birthday girl!" Claire exclaimed, coming out of no where to jump on the bed. She seemed to have already gotten ready for the day, dressed and everything. "Were going out today."

"The mall?" I grinned.

"You need an outfit for tonight! The outfit you brought just wont work!"

"Fine," I acquiesced. "To the mall we go!"

So I know a bunch of people didn't like the last chapter so I hope this one makes up for it! Please review! They make us write faster! Sorry this one took a little longer! I-Caroline-already have SO much homework and squeezing in writing time isn't too easy, which is why this chapter is a bit shorter than the others but not too much! Read and review, my lovelies ;)