Chapter 14

Renesmee's POV

My grandparents are still getting dressed and I think they went somewhere to talk as to what mine and Jake's dare would be.

Okay, I think we are in deep crap with my grandparents. And of course, we will get the worst part, me and my Jakey. I pouted to myself. I just want to say fuck. Like fuck as hell. I'm too cute to be punished. My father shot me a look and I stuck out my tongue at him. Everyone is so mean. I am indeed cute. Well that's what Jake tells me all the time. So I am compelled to believe everything he tells me.

"Renesmee, dear, you do know that being called cute is a bad sign." My father told me. What is he talking about? I think this mind reading things is driving him insane. Maybe I should be a psychiatrist when I'm older so that I could help my poor father and save him from his insanity. "Nessie, I am not insane!" my father growled at me and my mom glared at dad. A few minutes later, my father visibly gulped. Ohhh! My mom must have showed him or said something mentally. Someone sure is whipped. My dad glared at me. "Sorry." He huffed out like a child.

"Okay, dad. Care to enlighten me why being called cute is bad?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Because it means that someone's not that sincere. I think it is better to use beautiful than others." My dad told me in his usual matter-of-fact tone which annoyed me. I rolled my eyes at him and he was about to hiss.

I was about to say something when my grandparents came back and I could see that Carlisle already had a plan. I looked to Jake and he smiled at me reassuringly and that definitely made me feel a hell-load of better. I smiled at him too. I heard my father's groan. Emmett laughed his boomingly loud laugh.

"Well, Nessie, Jake, truth or dare?" Carlisle and Esme said at the same time.

Did they rehearse that or what? Talk about coordination. I looked at Jacob and he seemed uncertain. I heard my father mutter chickens. Oh. He is such a child. I'll show him. I'm not a chicken like him. My father narrowed his eyes at me. I glared back.

"Dare." I said as confident as I could.

"Okay. This is what I want to you to do. Esme bought a dog costume and I want Jacob to wear it and you my granddaughter, dear, must walk the dog in the park and call him Fido and play fetch!" my granddad said like a kid. I chuckled. Jacob was glaring.

"This is dare is perfect! You are such a genius Carlisle! Serves the dog right!" Rosalie shouted and Jacob was slightly trembling. I placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a warning glance.

"You are such a bitch, blondie!" Jake growled.

"Do not talk to my wife like that!" Emmett growled.

They were basically ready to go at each other's throats when Grandpa Carlisle stopped them. I saw Jasper shake his head. He muttered something along the lines of every time. I wanted to laugh at everyone. They're all so old and they still act like kids. Why am I the only mature one?

"Enough! Let's finish this so I can give out my punishment." Carlisle said.

Everyone gulped and complied. I saw Jacob go upstairs with Esme and after a few minutes they were back and Jacob was dressed like a black and white Siberian husky. The costume was so realistic. He was on all-fours and then Carlisle handed me the leash with a collar that had Fido on it. Jake did a bark and I had to laugh since it seemed so real. I put on the collar on Jake we started walking outside. I ran to the nearby park and removed the collar from Jake. This dog thing comes so naturally to Jake. It suits him well. I giggled. I took a stick and threw it and shouted fetch. I could hear my family laughing and Jake grudgingly ran after the stick and brought it back at me. He barked and this time it sounded so wrong.

"Good boy, Fido!" I said as I pet Jacob.

"This is fucking wrong Renesmee. I want out of here right the fucking now." He growled.

"Bad dog!" I said as I brought out a Taser? From my pocket and used it on him. He growled even more and I had to laugh. Wow, this is really fun. Suddenly someone went to me.

He was good-looking and he fucking looked like a fuck-ass model. (Kinda like Alex Pettyfer). He had a dog with him, a terrier. He was fuck ass shirtless and damn the man has abs. I stopped ogling him when he spoke.

"Hi, I'm Adam." He greeted with a smile.

"Uh.. N-nessie." I stuttered out.

"That's a real big Husky you have there." He commented. "And female too." I heard Jake growl.

"He's mutated. Must be a radioactive spider." I said as I winked. He chuckled.

"Well, I think my dog Blue likes him."

And just then I saw Blue trying to mate Jake. I laughed so hard. Jake was trying to go away but damn those hormones of Blue. Adam laughed as well. Jake growled at me.

"So, Nessie, do you want to have coffee with me?"

Just as I was about to answer, there was suddenly a huge wolf in front of me and Blue was…. Well, gone. Adam was scared shitless and he ran away and screamed like a three year old female. Jacob barked at me.

"Bad, Jake! I was about to tell him no. You didn't have to eat the dog! Oh my god, you're a cannibal Jake! You ate your own kind!" I started crying. And Jake looked guilty.

Thankfully Grandpa came in and pulled me into a hug. "J-jake k-killed the d-dog! WHYYYYYY?" I wailed. Grandpa tried comforting me.

"Okay, everyone back at the house. NOW!" My grandfather shouted and if it were possible, everyone's faces paled even more. Oh. Damn. Crap. Shit. I feel for them. NOT!