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Chapter 34 – Home Field Advantages
RPOV

The flight back was quick and painless, the plane didn't crash first of all and it was a fairly short journey, the Captain said it was around one and a half hours. I took the time to reflect back on the two weeks we'd spent in New York. We were pretty much camped out in our hotel room for most of the time, ordering room service, watching movies and just enjoying each other's company away from the glaring eyes of other people.

When the plane landed, we were greeted by Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper who'd picked us up so that Aunt Alice could suggest—No, force her ideas on us. I wasn't complaining though, I wasn't one to plan things, and I'd seen the pictures of mom and dad's wedding, it was beautiful and I had no doubt in my mind that my wedding would be too.

"So, I was thinking we do an entourage of pinks and beiges, what do you think? I know, it could be too over bearing right? How about red? Red is a very gender friendly colour, I guess, I mean if you were looking at it from both of your perspectives but Jake doesn't really mind, do you Jake? Yeah, that's what I thought, anyway I was thinki—" She sure could talk. She didn't even pause after asking questions, how was I supposed to answer her? I was glad when Jasper interrupted to give us some breathing space.

"Alice, stop scaring the poor girl." He chuckled and continued speeding down the highway.

"I wasn't scaring her, was I? See, she's not even scared, I don't know what you're talking about. Anyway, as I was saying, how about Orchids? Or Lilies? Or maybe Frangipani's. I hear they're in season now and they look amazing, we could make a colourful bouquet? Or maybe a plain bouquet, I'll have to check the decorations and what about the catering, we'll have to sor—" Her incessant blabbing went on for most of the ride home, and to be honest, I was kind of relieved that I didn't have to undergo the stress of planning a wedding. She seemed to have it under control.

When we arrived at the main house I realised that Jake hadn't said two words to me since we got off the plane, I was beginning to worry that I'd done something.

"Jake, you all right?" I asked quietly while Jasper got the bags out of the trunk and carried them inside with Alice following behind, annoying him with her planning.

"Yeah, I'm fine, why?" He asked, his voice was monotone and I honestly couldn't tell if I'd done something. I tried to think back to the flight, maybe he was upset that Aunt Alice had taken over the wedding; did he want to plan it? No, Jake wasn't a planner. Was he?

"I dunno, you just seem a little distant." I stated. I didn't want to make a big deal of it so I left it as that when he didn't answer. I knew something was bothering him but I figured that when he wanted to tell me, he would.

He leaned against the car and looked off into the distance, I kept wondering what was going on in his head but somehow I held my tongue, something told me that maybe I didn't want to know, but not knowing made me so paranoid, I assumed the worst, maybe he was regretting asking me to marry him. I didn't know.

Finally he broke the silence, "Hey, I'm gonna phase for a bit and see what's been happening with the pack." I just nodded and he ran head on into the forest without looking back. I wanted to snoop, call Seth, or Paul, ask them what's going on, but I knew that if Jake found out I'd gone behind his back, he would be upset. Instead I just left it and walked inside; sighing about my fiancé who was upset for some reason he felt that he couldn't share with me.

"Ness! I had the most brilliant idea!" Aunt Alice squealed in my face, I used my eyes to prod her, "You should move into the main house! You could take one of the spare rooms! That way the wedding planning will be easier and we can protect you. Am I a genius or what?" She grinned. It was hard to say no, so I agreed with some shrill laughter and a hug.

I was actually sort of excited, I always loved sleepovers with Aunt Alice and Aunt Rose; they always knew what advice to give me and exactly how to party like a Cullen. "But, I'll have to ask mom and dad…" I said and dropped my eyes knowing it would take a very good argument.

"I've already seen it, they say yes." She squealed and hugged me again. I guess there was really no point trying to fight this, she'd made up her mind, and there's not arguing with that. "Rosalie and Bella are packing your things as we speak and Jasper will bring it over in about an hour." She smiled and danced into the living room, I followed her curiously.

"Wait, Aunt Rose already talked to mom about it?" I asked and she giggled, no doubt that she'd had this planned long before I touched down in Washington. "Okay, well, I'm going to check out the guest bedroom and maybe freshen up a bit, are my stay-over clothes still in there?" I always kept a few items of clothing here, usually staying over wasn't really planned, and I always liked to be prepared.

"Of course. Where else would they be?" She said in her chiming voice. I nodded and headed upstairs, walking past dad's old bed room and noticing Damien reading an old book that I didn't quite catch the name of as I flew by. I hadn't even thought of the fact that I'd be staying in the same house as him. Greeeeat.

When I peeled off the clothes I'd worn on the flight I stepped into the shower and thought about what it was going to be like staying with him. I mean, how would Jake react to me staying two bedrooms away from him? Would he be angry? Would he be okay with it? Would he totally object to me moving in? Well, it wasn't really his choice, I mean it's for the wedding, and the fact that I'm getting married to Jacob should totally shoo all the worries about Damien away from my mind.

So why was it that I couldn't help but think about how Jake and Damien would feel, also why was it that even if Jake objected to me staying here, that I wouldn't care? Is it wrong for me to want to stay here not only to plan my wedding but to be closer to Damien?

Of course it is! Snap out of it! You're here for wedding planning, nothing else!

I stepped out of the cubicle, clear with my intentions and the boundaries that come with it. After all, I was engaged now, I couldn't be second guessing my future husband for someone else. I put on my track pants and band t-shirt, it was casual and I wanted to be comfortable. I looked into the foggy mirror and tousled my hair without caring where my waves landed. Scruffy, baggy, and comfortable.

When I walked out into the guest bedroom I was greeted by Damien leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his face. "So a certain birdy told me you were moving in." He chuckled and I rolled my eyes before tossing my towel onto the desk chair.

"And?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest with a sly smile on my face.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that I look forward to seeing you more often, roomie." He grinned and walked off back into his bedroom. I bit my lip in anticipation as to what these few weeks could hold but then realised I shouldn't be thinking about those things. I'm engaged. I'm engaged. I'm engaged. I repeated in my head as I walked down the stairs to watch some TV.

I slouched down on the couch and decided to watch a movie, there was never anything good on TV. I settled for something familiar, one of my personal favourites, Troy, the classic tale of war ignited by forbidden love. Of course, the plot is more complex than that and that's what makes it so interesting. Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like to live in that time period.

The movie started slowly and I watched, remembering the dialogue and acting. This was a movie I would never get tired of. I was about half an hour into the movie when Damien joined me, taking a seat next to me on the couch.

"Troy?" He whispered, asking me if that was the movie I was watching.

"Yeah, why?" I said, not bothering look away from the screen, even though I wasn't paying attention to the movie now that Damien was next to me, I refused to let him know.

"It's one of my favourites." I could see him smiling from the corner of my eye and I looked over at him to see him fully engrossed, he scooted closer to me and rested his arm on the edge of the couch behind me. "If you come we'll never be safe. Men will hunt us and the gods will curse us. But I'll love you until the day they burn my body, I will love you." He quoted the character, Paris; I could hear my heart fluttering at the sound of his voice so musical in my ear.

I didn't respond, instead I continued to stare at the screen, replaying his words in my head, they seemed to hold so much significance, although the same words haunted my mind, they spoke of the forbidden and that's not something I should be spending my time thinking about. I should be thinking of cakes and flowers and dresses, so why is it that whenever he's around, I can't focus.

As the movie went on, I tried to concentrate; I tried not to think about the cold creature sitting next to me, reading the lines of Paris, the notorious lover, whose words were so much more seductive coming from Damien's lips.

Before I knew it I was faced with the preliminary sex scene. I immediately froze and I felt my cheeks heat up. My heart started racing, not because the scene was relatively hot, it was because I was embarrassed to be watching it with Damien. He chuckled next to be and I looked at him sceptically.

"What?" I asked when I noticed he was looking at me.

"It's just funny how incredibly red your cheeks are right now." He smirked and turned his attention back to the screen. I felt like throwing a blanket over my head and hiding there for the rest of the day. "And this is such a soft sex scene, I thought you could withstand a little more before blushing."

"Shut up!" I pouted and realised the scene had ended, I didn't actually know why I was blushing, usually, I don't care, and he was right, it was such a soft scene that I really shouldn't be. I guess it wasn't the sex that made me nervous, it was the uninterrupted desire and passion that they shared and had ignited from such prohibited love.

"Oh c'mon, don't act like you're so innocent, Miss I-spent-two-weeks-in-a-hotel-room-with-my-beloved." He smirked. "What did you two get up to anyway?" He looked at me and I blushed some more.

"It's none of your business." I said matter-of-factly. I turned my attention to the screen so I didn't have to see his accusing eyes.

"Seriously, you're gonna play that game? We're roomies now; you can tell me these things." He chuckled and I looked at him before rolling my eyes.

"What do you want me to say?" I asked him, irritated that he wouldn't drop the subject.

"Is he good?" He smirked.

"No." I said simply and his smile got bigger, "He's amazing." I almost moaned and bit my lip at the thought; I knew it would get to him. His smile disappeared then and I had the satisfaction of watching the curiosity plague him.

"Oh c'mon, he can't be that good." He challenged and I looked at him, batting my eyelashes in the process and making sure I had his attention.

"Oh, that is where you're wrong." I giggled. Talking about Jake I was beginning to wonder where he was, he said he was going to phase for a bit but it's been a while now, there must have been a lot of gossip.

"You know, I get the whole imprinting thing, but don't you think you should maybe date other people before you commit yourself to one person, I mean, how many relationships have you had?" He asked, come to think of it, I'd never dated anyone else, from the beginning I knew it was always Jake, he was my first everything.

"It doesn't matter. When you know, you know." I said and smiled, even though I knew he was right, when I said Jake was amazing, what am I comparing him to? He's amazing as opposed to what? My imagination? I didn't have much experience at all.

"Before I met Maia, I was a real ladies man, I knew how to romance them, get them to do whatever I wanted really, but I knew something was missing, and that's when I met Maia. Y'know, you really learn to appreciate something if you've been through the worst and survived." He said. I didn't know why this conversation had taken such a serious turn but it wasn't something open for discussion, I was marrying Jacob, experience or no experience.

"Look, I'm marrying him; he's all I've ever wanted and all I'll ever need." I said and folded my arms across my chest. I didn't like it when people questioned my reasoning.

"Why do you do that? Why do you get so defensive if you're so sure?" He looked at me like he knew what I was thinking.

"I never had a choice, okay! My family, his family, the pack, they've all pushed me towards Jake and eventually I surrendered, I fell in love with him. I never had the chance to know other guys because they wouldn't allow it. But I love Jacob, more than anything in the entire world and whether I got to be with other guys or not, Jacob will always be mine and I will always be his. Imprinting isn't just love at first sight, its destiny, whatever path you take, you'll always end up together." I don't know where all these feelings came from, not once had I ever thought about dating other guys, but I never really thought about the logic behind it.

"Sounds like you're trapped in your own body." He said after a long pause in which he allowed me to calm down a bit.

"I'm not trapped, I know what I want." I whispered and turned my attention to the movie so that he wouldn't have to see my eyes tearing up. "Can we just drop it?" I asked, hoping that he would say yes but somehow wanting him to say no so that I could voice these new found feelings.

"Sure." He whispered and looked away from me. I couldn't help but look back at him, my eyes clear now, maybe he was right, maybe I was rushing into the wedding without actually thinking about what it's going to be like never knowing what it felt like to be held by someone else.

He turned to me as well and looked deep into my eyes. I could see the liquid gold of his eyes and the way his lips pressed together to smile at me. He looked from my eyes to my lips and before I knew it he was leaning in closer, before I knew what I wanted to do our faces were centimetres apart.

"Renesmee!" Aunt Alice called distressed, I could hear her approaching and I moved my head away from Damien's before clearing my throat and looking away. She charged into the room, "Renesmee, its Jacob." She said, concerned.

"What? What happened?" Jacob, what happened to him? Was he attacked? Is he alright? All these questions bubbled in my thoughts as well as the fact that I had nearly kissed Damien. Stupid, stupid girl!

"Edward just found him, he's been in an accident. C'mon, I'll drive you to La Push." She said quickly while grabbing her coat and the car keys. I jumped off the couch as quickly as I can and darted out the door without looking back.

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