I'm not burning bridges.

I'm trying to mend them.

-Burning Bridges, Jessie James

Jacob, Mom, and I entered the kitchen at the main house to find the entire family sitting at the dining room table. This was odd for two reasons. One, no one other than Jacob and I sat at the table seeing as no one else ate food. And two, because they all had looks of worry on they're faces. Especially Mom, she looked as if she would be crying if she could.

"Jacob, your back!" Alice said from her seat at the far end of the table.

He didn't say anything in response. Mom walked past me and Jacob's frozen statures. And took a seat next to my father. She looked as equally upset as the others.

"What's going on?" I questioned, looking up at Jake. He just stared blankly ahead.

Carlisle spoke next. "Renesme. Jacob. Why don't you take a seat." He gestured toward the two remaining seats.

Jacob sat at the seat closest to him. His expression was a mixture of worry and utter despair. I took a deep breath and hesitantly sat next to him. I looked expectantly at Carlisle to continue but my father spoke instead.

"As you know we've lived in this town for nearly 9 years. This is much longer than we've ever stayed anywhere before but we've stayed for obvious reasons. Of course, none of us have aged and people are started to suspect things. Of course, we need to avoid suspicion." He paused to take an unneeded breathe. "Renesme, we're moving to New York.

I stared at him. "NO!" I yelled jumping up from my seat. "No, no, NO! How could you do this to me! Take me away from Charlie and my home and this town. What about the pack? What about…" I stopped. Jacob. What about Jacob!

"Jake…" I whispered.

I turned, he gave me a look that just said, 'There's nothing I can do.' Before I knew what I was doing I was out the back door and running in the forest. I ran and ran and ran until the tears spilling down my face started to cloud my vision. I leaned against a large maple tree and slowly slid to sit on the snow-covered ground.

Moving. This couldn't be happening. No this won't happen, I wouldn't let it. How could I leave? Leave my home, the only place I've ever known to go across the country. Somewhere without Charlie, and the pack, first beach, and the little carving on my bed side table that said 'Jacob+Ness' with a heart around it that I drew when I was little, and the meadow near the cottage that I sat in from time to time just to think. Somewhere without my Jacob…

"Nessie."

I looked up to see him standing right above me. I quickly wiped my tears from my face. But it was no use, new ones appeared almost instantly.

"Aw, sweetheart." He sighed and sat next to me, taking off his jacket to wrap around me.

I laid my head on his shoulder and just sobbed. He ran his hand threw my hair and occasionally wiped a tear or two from my face. "It's gonna be okay." He soothed. But it wasn't working.

I jerked my head from his shoulder. I turned to look at him. "How could you say that, Jake? How can everything be okay if I have to leave this place. If I have to leave you, Jake!"

Did he not care that we would never see each other again! That we couldn't be best friends anymore. Was I really that easy to let go of?

"Nessie! Hold on a second." He said. But he was smiling at me, almost laughing. I just looked back confused. How is this funny? "I'm coming with you."

"What?" I sat there, stunned.

"I'm coming with you to New York!" He exclaimed with one of those smiles on his face.

"But…what about Billy and the pack? You can't just leave everything behind!"

"Good point. Then I guess I'm staying." He stood up. "See you never, Ness."

When he saw my face he started to frown. "It was a joke, Ness. I would never leave you, even because of those things. Billy is fine without me. And the pack will, too. Though Leah will be extremely upset." He joked.

"Oh, Jacob." I sighed standing up to give him a hug.

He pulled me into his chest and we stood there for a couple of minutes. Just listening to eachothers heart beats and steady breath.

"You're coming with us." I whispered, more to myself.

"You didn't really expect me to let you leave, did you?" He said, kissing the top of my head.

"Love you, Jake."

"Love you too, Ness."