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Chapter Twenty-One

I didn't sleep as peacefully as usual that night, and that's an underestimation; everything that I had been afraid of during the short six years of my life was brought back. Images of a growling Sofia, tall figures covered in dark cloaks, and, finally, all what happened today. Or rather yesterday. Everything that I saw.

I woke up crying silently, trying my best not to draw any attention. But, you see, when you live in a houseful of vampires, with a mood-controller for an uncle, a mind-reader for a father and Alice as an aunt, you can't just not 'draw any attention'.

"Renesmee?" I heard Daddy call from outside, knocking on the door. I sighed loudly, even though I knew he would hear it anyways.

"Daddy it's 4am. I'll talk to you in the morning." Though I have no intention whatsoever to go back to sleep. Dammit! Why do I always forget? He could hear that.

"Please, honey?" He whispered from behind the door, I just agreed mentally, giving in.

He opened the door easily and got inside, sitting right beside me. So..?!

He had his poker face on, just to make me more uncomfortable; I hate it when he hides what he feels, and I'd had enough lies yesterday for another century. Enough lies. Enough hurt.

Enough Pain.

He held me close, humming a tone in my ear that I hadn't listened to for a long while now. He was humming my lullaby, the one he wrote for me five years ago. The first composition I had ever learned.

I leaned on his chest silently and concentrated on the beautiful tones of the lullaby that I'd missed. He used to hum it for me when I was a little child every night before I slept. I didn't know why he had stopped though. But it was nice to hear it again.

It hurts, Daddy. It really does. I hate that feeling, I hate to feel like this; like I was lied to, like I was living an illusion that I made myself believe.

"It wasn't an illusion, Nessie; he really does love you. I know that more than anyone else. His feelings for you are so sincere that I couldn't find an excuse to get him to leave since the day he imprinted on you," he chuckled humorlessly," Believe him. You know what, talk to him. Talk to your mother about it, too. Get it all out. I'm sure only then you two will be able to work it out," he whispered, rocking me gently.

"You think so?" I asked, looking into his topaz eyes.

"I know so. Sweetie, I would never bring myself to claim that I comprehend the nature of werewolves and imprinting. But what I do comprehend is that what they feel is stronger than any other kind of love. Almost as powerful as my love to your mother."

"But, he didn't choose to. He would've rather killed me right there and then if he wasn't a werewolf, or if he didn't imprint on me,"

"I know, Renesmee. Believe me, I do. But it was an act of rage. He wouldn't really do that if he thought about it thoroughly." I raised an eyebrow at him," Well, do you think, if Jacob thought about it, that he would kill an innocent child for the crime of existing? It wasn't your fault your mother was in so much pain then; you didn't choose to. You even wanted to limit the damage as much as you can. Do you even remember that?"

Well, yeah! Thanks to you, Daddy, I have super vampire memory! And no, I don't think he would do that.

"See?" he said as he smirked. You enjoy being always right, don't you? We both chuckled at that.

He took my hand that had the ring and touched it lightly.

"Now, you see this little ring there?" I nodded," It symbolizes how much he loves you, that he wants to be with you forever. And in your case, really forever. I still think you're still too young for this-" I cut him off with a glare; I thought we were over that part! He continued though,"- You're my little girl, you'll always be too young. You would never be old enough for me to let you go, you know that? You are not moving away, are you?" he asked the last question as if he suddenly realized something.

No, Daddy. You don't think I would let you go, do you? I thought, smiling at him. He just smiled back and got back to holding me.

"Do you want to sleep now?" he asked gently.

"Naw; I'm too awake now. What do you think I should do now? Since it's 4am and I think it's too early to get ready for school..." I kept rambling like that until I realized he was waiting for me to stop. I sighed then.

"Do you want to join us downstairs?" he asked, I nodded. He was about to get out of the room when he turned around one last time, "Oh, and change this dress before Alice kills you."

I got up reluctantly and changed into a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt; I knew Alice would want to dress me up for school in two hours anyways so why bother to dress up?

I went downstairs slowly, even to me, and joined them in the living room.

Everyone was there. Well, except Carlisle, but I knew he would be back from the hospital soon.

I sat down between Daddy and Jasper, Momma was on Daddy's other side. Peter and Charlotte seemed to notice my presence, well, everyone did but they made it clear.

"So, Renesmee, Jasper here was talking about you so much that we decided to visit. You've grown pretty fast indeed," Peter commented, I blushed and smiled, I saw Jasper throw his 'brother' a death glare from my peripheral vision.

"Yeah," I mumbled, turning my head to the TV, there was some foreign game showing, Emmett was engrossed in it even though I knew he wouldn't be able to spell the names of the teams.

I could feel Momma's eyes on my face but I tried my best to ignore them; I hadn't known yet what to say or how to react to that concerning her.

Did she still have those feelings for Jacob? I know now that he got over her, despite the fact that it was due to some magical force of nature. But, had she got over him? Can it be possible that she, deep down, might be reacting this way because of this?

I felt Daddy shake due to a silent growl that rumbled in his chest. Sorry.

I decided then that I don't want to face her until I talked to Jacob so I got up, waved everyone goodbye and went up to my room where I had my laptop that I rarely used. Mary and Stacey had talked me into creating a few accounts on several websites. So I decided to check the Facebook account I'd created a long time ago.

I just sat there, watching pictures and notes that my friends from school had uploaded there. I kept doing nothing in particular, well, not if you count commenting on photos, until it was finally 6am.

I took off my ring and put it in the charm Jake had given me, wore it and hid it below the white button-down shirt that Alice made me wear on a khaki skirt with white ballerina flats.

"Come on, Nessie! You're driving Rose and I today!" I heard Emmett yell from downstairs. Again, dramatic effects.

"Coming!" I yelled back, enjoying this. Then, I grabbed my white Chanel bag that had my cell phone, credit card and ID and rushed to my beloved black Ferrari.

Rosalie, unlike the usual, sat in the passenger seat beside me. I started the engine and was on the road behind Daddy's Volvo in less than a second.

"So, Nessie, you never really showed us your ring," she commented, smiling at me. I smiled back, knowing for sure, only now, that Jake and I would work it out...sooner or later. I opened the second button of my shirt and showed it to her.

"I wonder when Alice is going to beg you guys to make your wedding," Emmett said from the backseat with a small laugh.

"Oh, she's not begging; she already has some stuff planned." That was when I pressed with my foot on the brakes so hard that it made a screeching sound.

"Whoa, Nessie! What was that about?" Emmett asked, worried for, like, the second or third time in his life.

"She's working on my wedding behind my back?!" I half-yelled. Emmett relaxed his position and broke out a booming laugh. Rose just stared at me, wide-eyed then blinked.

"Umm...I think you should discuss that with Alice. Now we're getting late for school," she mumbled. I sighed and continued our way to the school.

I met Stacey on my way to French.

"Hey, Nessie!" She greeted me with a hug. I hugged her back.

"Hey, Stacey. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Saturday was so much fun!" Yeah, Saturday. It seemed too far away now, like it was two weeks ago instead of two days ago.

"Yeah," I said, trying to keep her level of enthusiasm in my tone.

"Bonjour, Renesmee. Bonjour, Stacey. Asseyez-vous," Madame Russell said, motioning for us to sit down.

I saw Daddy give me a death glare from his seat beside me. That was when Mme. Russell called the class to order.

What? I asked him mentally. I saw him get out a tiny piece of paper and write down quickly on it then he handed it to me.

Where were you? I got here 10 minutes ago! Why were you late? I sighed; I was 'probably' getting married soon and my father was just the same old over-reactive Edward Anthony Mason Cullen. I replayed the whole ride in my head.

Happy? Everything's F-I-N-E.

He sighed quietly and mouthed a 'Sorry' in my direction. I just nodded.

Geometry and Chemistry were just as usual. Though, this time, I avoided talking to Alice in Chemistry so I wouldn't yell in the middle of the class or something.

"Hey, Nessie?" Matt said while we were eating at Lunch.

"Yeah?" I answered, eating my usual bar of chocolate ever-so-slowly; I'd hunted yesterday.

"We're going to go bowling right after school, wanna come?" he asked.

"Yeah, Nessie! Come!" Mary said. That would give me time to stall a little, talk to Jake and Momma later.

"Sure; why not? Emmett and Jazz could come with us; I know they love to play." And I also know that Rosalie and Alice would be shopping; it's Monday -don't ask- and Daddy wouldn't enjoy that so much.

"Great!" Brad said, speaking for the first time today.

"I'll just go ask them," I said as I got up and walked towards the 'Cullen table'. "You'd help me with this, right? I don't know how to bowl..." I mumbled trailing off. Emmett was practically hopping in his chair. Jasper rolled his eyes.

"Sure, Ness. Peter and Charlotte are leaving today anyways so I'd be free," Jasper said, smiling at me. I returned back to my friends then.

"They're coming," I announced.

"Good," Stacey said then got back to whatever conversation they were having privately. Matt gave me the directions then.

I had grabbed a pizza slice earlier and hid it in the 'small bag' I still had. I planned on using it later. Neither Japser nor myself wanted to attend Gym.

Mrs. Cox was revising some rules with us in English so it was pretty easy. It went by fast.

On my way to Gym, I ate that pizza, so quickly so I'd have to taste this mud for less time. Jasper grinned as he realized where this was going.

By the time we were changing I began to feel utterly sick. A very disgusting feeling if you ask me. I rushed to the bathroom then, not even bothering to ask the coach for permission. This was getting a little out of hand.

I threw up in the toilet and God, was it painful. I washed my mouth afterward as much as humanly -and inhumanly- possible then got out of there, still feeling sick but definitely better than before. I found Jasper waiting on the door with a worried expression on his face.

"I'm fine," I lied. Don't feel it, Don't feel it. Naw; not working.

"No, you're not." Now anger was mixed with worry. I looked at the ground and whispered a 'Sorry'. He sighed, "Do you want to go to the nurse?" he asked. I shook my head at him. "Okay, then. I got our pass so we're free to go if you want," he said as he led me to the Ferrari.

I was about to get in the passenger seat; Jasper refused to let me drive, when I felt a huge, warm hand on my shoulder. I turned my head to find Jacob standing there. I immediately felt tears stinging in my eyes, begging to be let free.

"Nessie," he breathed, looking into my eyes, "I'm sorry, Nessie. I really am. We need to talk about this, work this out. Please." I sighed; I knew that.

"Jake," I whispered, avoiding eye-contact," I'm going to talk to you, but later. Right now I'm-" I was cut off by that feeling of sickness again. I put my hand on my mouth as Jasper carried me as soon as he felt it, too, and took me back to the bathroom. I could smell Jacob following us.

I repeated what I had done earlier. All of it. I heard hard knocking on the door then.

"Nessie?! Nessie? What's wrong?" Jacob asked from behind the door. Jasper answered him.

"She's just a little sick. She's going to be fine. Just like those days she was trying food. Remember?" I got out at that point.

"You ate? Why on Earth would you eat? You-" I cut him off; he was getting too worried.

"I just didn't want to attend Gym," I mumbled, looking at the floor, ashamed.

"You got yourself sick just to skip a class?" he was getting angry now.

"Jacob! Stop doing that! I'm not a little child anymore! Now, I'm going out with my friends, Jasper and Emmett. I'll call you afterward so we could meet. Okay?" I whispered the last part. He sighed as Jasper sent a wave of calmness through both of us. Then, he nodded his head and left.

"He was just worried you know," Jasper said on our way back to the car. I just nodded and leaned on the Ferrari, thinking.

I missed talking to Jacob, though it's only been less than a day. I missed being carefree, doing whatever I wanted around him. I missed my Jacob. The one that when I was with him, it felt so natural. No complications. No hurt.

No pain.

I was going to get back to this. I couldn't just be mad at them, right? But, they had to know that it hurt. Even though I didn't want to let them know.

"Aren't we going to go or what?" Emmett said, pulling me out of my little reverie.

"Yeah, sure," I mumbled, getting into the backseat of the car, "Do you know where we're going, Jazz?" I asked, realizing I haven't given him the directions. He looked at me like I was some sort of an idiot.

"I heard it during Lunch, Nessie." Oh, right. Super- hearing.

As soon as we got there, I noticed a huge, bright 'Laurel Lanes' on top of a rather small building. Well, that's if you compare it to my house for example.

The whole place smelt like sweaty humans in a tuna can even though I could feel the coldness of the air conditioner. Good thing I had hunted.

"Here you are!" Matt called from behind. I waved at him. I noticed that no one else had made it there yet. "Come on, Ness. Go grab a pair of shoes and come." I gulped; I was going to wear used shoes? Umm...Ew?

"It's not that bad," Jasper whispered in my ear.

Emmett had already borrowed his pair of shoes and was ready to play when Jasper and I went to get ours.

"So, are we going to play or wait for the others?" Matt asked, raising the sleeves of his red shirt to his elbows.

"Let's play!" Emmett yelled from behind enthusiastically. I smiled and nodded in agreement. I would wait for the boys to play first, though.

Emmett, of course, insisted on playing first. Who could deny him that?

He picked the heaviest ball of them all -which I assumed was the reason Matt's eyes widened-, got back a small step for the dramatic effects, crouched slightly and let the ball free ever-so-gracefully.

The ball flew through the lane in full speed, hitting all the 'bottles' they had there in a full 'strike'. I memorized every move he made.

"Wow," Matt said, dragging the letters.

"I get two bonus turns!" Emmett announced, Jasper and I chuckled quietly.

The next two turns were just another two strikes. Great, now everyone was staring at us, including Mary, Brad and Stacey who had just joined us.

"Emmett! I want to play!" I whined; I'd had my moves memorized by heart now. He grinned mischievously, earning a couple of glares from Jasper and I.

"Okay, fine!" He surrendered.

I took the first ball I noticed and repeated every move I saw Emmett do, earning the same results.

"Do you guys have a lane at home or what?" Mary asked, astoinshed. The three of us laughed; we do have a baseball clearing but we don't have a lane. I might ask Daddy for one for Christmas.

After a couple of turns, and after everyone had played, we got out to the McDonald's branch across the street. Ugh.

We excused ourselves from eating, claiming that we had eaten in the car. I could've eaten but I didn't want that awful feeling from earlier to return. I ended up ordering for everyone instead. I had the bags in my hands in a matter of minutes.

"Hey, there," I heard a voice from behind call. I turned around to find a boy, who looked like he was between 17 or 18 years of age. His skin was dark brown, his eyes were a strange shade of brown, too. Like that shade of warm teak. He had black hair, to add. He was rather handsome, and it wasn't easy for me to find anyone, besides Jake, handsome.

But I felt like I had seen this face before. Somewhere, long ago-Yes, but not so long. Realization and recognition hit me, stronger than the bowling strike. I knew him.

Nahuel.

"Hello?" he called again, checking if I was still there.

"Nahuel?" He smiled at that.

"You remember, don't you, Renesmee?" I felt Jasper and Emmett on my side then. He looked at Jasper, "It's a pleasure to meet you again, Jasper."

"It's not like it's a coincidence, Nahuel," Emmett commented. He smiled.

"No, it's not, actually."

"Well, I think this discussion is better to be at home," I finally spoke and got back to the table where my friends were.

As soon as they finished eating, we excused ourselves and went straight home. With Nahuel, of course.

Daddy and Carlisle were waiting at the door for us. I took out the phone from my bag and called Jacob to talk to him first, before I see what Nahuel wants from this surprise visit.

"Hello?" he answered after the first ring.

''Hey, Jake. Wanna go talk somewhere now?" Please say yes. I miss you.

"Sure. Where?" I thought about that for a second.

"It's either the woods or the cliffs," I thought loudly.

"First Beach," I chuckled lightly at that.

"Okay, then. I'll be there in half an hour tops. See you,"

"See you, Ness."

I went to La Push, running through the woods first, then to the beach. I laid there on the sand, waiting for Jacob and closed my eyes, inhaling the salty scent of the ocean.

"Renesmee," I heard Jacob breathe from somewhere close, I opened my eyes to find him approaching. I sat upright then, wrapping my arms around my knees.

"Jacob,"

He sat down beside me, hugging me with one arm rather hesitantly. I hugged him back, even though I hadn't talked to him yet and cried. Yesterday, when I was alone in my room, I wanted him to comfort me, to soothe me, to tell me that it's alright.

"Shh...Please don't cry," he whispered in my ear. I pulled away then, facing him. He knew I would talk then, he looked at the water, avoiding my gaze. "Shoot," he whispered, his voice breaking.

Only then I realized how much it hurt him when I avoided his gaze. I really wanted to look into his eyes, to melt into those black eyes. I grabbed his chin to force him to look at me.

"Jake, I'm sorry for how I reacted yesterday-" he cut me off.

"It wasn't your fault. I should've told you before. I'm the one who should be sorry,"

"Okay, so rule number one now, no cutting me off," I said seriously. He nodded, fighting a smile. "Okay, then. I just need you to know that I was really hurt, Jake. As much as I wanted to forget about all what I saw and go back to cliff-diving or whatever we were doing, I couldn't ignore what I saw. I just need you to reassure me, Jacob. I hated the fact that I was some kind of a replacement. I hated the fact that you didn't choose to love me, like I was forced on you. I love you, Jacob. More than my own life. More than anything. More than you know, Jake," I said, too fast but slow enough to be understandable. He got back to hugging me and kissed my hair.

"I'm extremely sorry, Renesmee, for making you feel that way. I'm sorry for not telling you before. I'm sorry I hurt you that bad, Nessie. Renesmee, I need you to know that I love you to an extreme; you are my whole existence, my whole world. I wouldn't have survived if it wasn't for you- literally. You were, are and will always be my rising sun, Renesmee. Even what I felt for Bella was nothing compared to the feelings I have for you. Would you forgive me?" he whispered the last part in my ear. I felt the tears falling from my eyes, ruining his shirt.

"Of course, Jake. Of course I forgive you. You know I couldn't be mad at you for long." He pulled away from this hug only to kiss me.

I kissed him back with all I had of force, running my hands through his silky hair, feeling his tight grip on my waist. Until we pulled away as usual, after a few seconds.

He leaned his forehead on mine, breathing as heavily as I was. Then, he unlocked the charm, got out th ring and slid it back on my finger.

"I love you, Jacob Kind Black, my fiance. More than you know," I whispered.

"No way, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, my fiancee. No way," he whispered back.

Umm... btw- I dunno ANYTHING about bowling, that was what I remember from my ONE bowling experience and the always-helpful Google lol.

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