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A/N- Thanks for all the reviews from last chapter. I love all of them. If anyone wants to see something specific happen in the story, pm me and I will incorporate the idea into the story and give full credit to the person in the following chapter. This chapter Jake founds out what happened to Elijah along with Christmas, so please enjoy.
Jake stared out the window of Leah's SUV as they neared La Push; he was more excited than ever to see his son. Even after his plane left late and the two hour delay, nothing destroyed his mood. The weeks that father and son were separated had been hell on the both of them. In addition to seeing his son, he was going to see his new niece, Quil, Embry, and Alice.
Anticipation burned through him as he watched miles of forest go past his vision. All he wanted was to take Elijah in his arms and hold him close and to never let him go. He also couldn't wait to see Nessie and promised himself that he would give her the love she deserved unlike Edward, who still didn't feel anything towards his child.
Soon the familiar sight of a few houses and a sign welcoming them to La Push appeared in his vision. It took another mile of driving, before Leah pulled up to his house. Not waiting for her to turn the car off, he jumped out and ran out into the yard, ignoring his dad's mixed breed dog barking at him. Rushing into the house, he ignored everyone until he saw Elijah on the living room floor coloring in a coloring book; he picked up the child and held him.
"Daddy," Elijah squealed burying his head into the man's chest. A huge smile came across his face as he breathed in his daddy's scent. "Daddy, I make picture for you."
"I can't wait to see it." He kept kissing the top of Elijah's hair admiring the baby shampoo that filled his nostrils. The toddler just had a nice bath and was coloring before having to go to bed. Taking Elijah to the couch, he placed the little boy on his lap as he sat down. "Have you been a good boy?"
A flicker of fear appeared across Elijah's eyes. He wasn't a good boy according to Paul, who told him every day that he was a disgusting little boy whose daddy abandoned him, but he was very scared to tell Jake that. "I've been good, Daddy," he said.
"Great." He held his son close, never wanting to let go. "Daddy missed you so much."
"Me to Daddy, can we see Nessie later?"
"Of course, we will. We'll go over tomorrow."
"Alright Daddy." Wiggling from Jake's lap, Elijah got down and ran off for a second, before coming back with a picture from his coloring book. "Here I color it for you."
Jake smiled at the picture and took it. A cute lion colored in yellow and blue smiled up at Jake. "It's beautiful thank you." Opening his bookbag, he gently placed the picture in it. Getting up, he approached Rachel, who was smiling at them, as she held Madison. "Can I hold her?"
"Sure," Rachel said handing the sleeping baby to him.
He smiled at his new niece. One thing that he didn't like was that she had some of Paul's facial features. He prayed that she wouldn't grow up to be like him. "So where's the father?" he asked.
"Hey he has a name and he is with Sam. He said he could help Paul get a job."
"So finally you guys can move out."
"Shut it! Look I'm already off maternity leave, so I'm working and saving."
"And he isn't doing shit."
"He's trying to get a job."
"What happened to his last one? You never really told me."
Rachel huffed in frustration. "They didn't need that many people and since Paul was there only a short time, it seemed reasonable for them to fire him."
"Right," Jake said sarcastically. "I don't want to argue with you about him; I just want to relax." He gave her back the baby and picked up his son. "Want to sleep with me?"
"Yes Daddy," Elijah said as the man carried them away.
Once they were in Jake's old bedroom, he closed the door and collapsed on the bed holding Elijah close to his chest. Yawning, he gently ran his fingers through the child's soft black hair. In the weeks that they've been apart, Elijah's hair had gotten significantly longer. "Daddy missed you," he said again.
"I miss you to. Edward going to come?"
"No, he's working."
"When we see Nessie?"
"Tomorrow like I said and we'll get to see Alice as well."
"Yay, don't like being around Uncle Paul."
"Why not?"
Elijah thought about telling his daddy what Paul did to him, but decided against it. Knowing he would get it later from Paul once he found out. "He's lazy," he said repeating what Billy said countless times.
"And he's a douche bag," Jake replied. "Can I sleep now?"
"Okay," Elijah said closing his eyes. Soon both were asleep enjoying each other's warmth.
Nessie fidgeted in her seat as she tried to concentrate on wrapping presents for Edward, but she kept hearing Emmett's booming voice coming from the living room, where he and Jasper played video games. She didn't like too much noise, because it reminded her of the horrible fights Edward and Bella had. The screams, broken items and crying created a phobia within the child. Too much noise meant something bad was going on. The house so far had been quiet, since she had been living with her grandparents. She had a nice routine that she followed that made her feel relaxed, except for not seeing Elijah, but that routine was now broken with Emmett coming home.
She liked her uncle, but his height and muscular build scared her to death. Humming to herself, she tried to think about Edward; she was happy that he had called last night saying that Jake would be seeing her, but he couldn't come. That knot that was in the pit of her stomach grew harder. Despite knowing what Edward's schedule was like, she felt that he didn't want to spoil his Christmas by seeing her.
Bella was still locked up and she got to talk with her mother, but the fifteen minute talks they had was always Bella talking about how Edward didn't love them and he wrongly put her in the mental hospital. And when she got out, they were going to go somewhere far away. Nessie never contradicted her mother about her plans and just said 'yes Mommy', until she hung up.
Finishing up with the wrapping, she carefully put a label on the small present and gently printed her name. Her present wouldn't reach Edward, until a few days after Christmas. Jacob was going to take the present to him.
Ding dong
The sound of the doorbell reached her ears, getting up she headed downstairs and saw Jake standing with Elijah as fresh snow covered their clothes. Not containing herself, she ran and launched and attached herself to his leg. "I missed you," she said.
He bent down and took her into his arms. "I've missed you to. Have you been taking care of my bracelet?" The bracelet was one of the only things that helped her keep her sanity.
"Yes." Smiling she gave him a small kiss and focused her attention on Elijah who was standing next to Jake. Wiggling down, she gave him a hug. She missed having someone to play with. At school, she hadn't made a single friend, besides all the kids thought she was weird and teased her saying that her mom was a freak. The kids that didn't call her a freak, just made fun of her because her clothes were more expensive and she did have a slight New York accent.
Elijah stiffened at the hug, but gave one back. "Merry Christmas Nessie," he said.
"Christmas is tomorrow," she replied. Taking his hand, she pulled him into the living room where a large tree stood in the middle, as many presents surrounded it.
"Jake!" Alice exclaimed rushing towards him, in one second they were both on the ground and Alice squeezed him.
"Alice, it's only been a few weeks," Jake said.
"I know, but I've missed you like crazy. Emailing is not enough."
"Hey get off my sister," said a booming voice. Jake's eyes met Emmett's angry ones, as he yanked Alice off of him. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing to my sister?
"Emmett," said Alice punching his arm. It didn't cause any damage, Alice was petite around 5'1, while Emmett was 6'5, 230 pounds. "This is Jake, my friend and Edward's you know."
"Oh, sorry about that dude," he said pulling Jake up. "Sorry, I'm just really protective of my younger sister."
"It's okay," said Jacob.
"No it's not. I'm going to make it up to you." He snapped his fingers. "After much thought." This wasn't much with Emmett. "I have decided to be your personal trainer."
"What?" Jake exclaimed.
"Yep, you're a little on the skinny side. A good work out, before you return to the tour will do you some good. And that's my Christmas present to you, a good hard workout, with cardio and strength training and something else, when I think of it."
"Is he serious?" Jake asked Alice.
"Very serious."
Emmett's hard hand connected with Jake's back that made him think that he shrunk an inch. "Yep, you're skin and bone. I believe that everyone should be somewhat healthy. That's why I'm studying to be a nutritionist and a gym teacher."
Alice rolled her eyes at her older brother. "C'mon Jake, you have to meet Jasper," she said as the three walked to the living room, where a tall blond hair boy sat waiting patiently by a game system. "Jake that is Jasper. Jasper this is Jake."
Jasper suspiciously stood up and shook Jake's hand. "Hello," he said in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Hi," Jake replied feeling a little weird.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Alice talks constantly about you."
"Cool." Jake turned back towards Alice. "Hey, um a few of my friends are having a party tomorrow night and I wanted to know if you wanted to come?"
"Of course."
"Dude can I come," said Emmett bouncing up and down. Because of his schedule at school, he hadn't been to a party in awhile, plus his coach for very strict with his players going out and partying.
"Sure," Jake said.
"Is there going to be liquor?"
"Plenty so don't worry."
A sly grin went across Emmett's face. "Good to know. Who's driving?"
"I'll drive there. Alice can be the designated driver."
"Sounds good to me."
Alice's mouth fell open a little. "Hey I want to drink to," she said.
"Can't risk you getting drunk," said Emmett smirking. Besides he knew if Alice got drunk then Carlisle, Esme and Jasper would kill him.
"So unfair."
"No it's not, I rather not be killed, because you decided to get drunk and have sex with some random guy."
Alice punched Emmett in the arm. "I'm not a slut. You're an ass."
"Alice, you know I don't like that type of language in the house," said Esme gliding in at the tail end of the conversation.
"Sorry Mom; Emmett's just being stupid."
"Hello Jacob."
Jacob smiled at Esme. "Hello ma'am, how are you?"
"Just fine thank you," she said. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and put down the cups of eggnog that she was carrying. "I have tried to convince your father to let Elijah and Renesmee see each other."
"I know, he's a stubborn. I'll try to speak with him again, about Elijah coming over."
"Thank you, we missed him. Will you be staying for dinner?"
"Yes ma'am," Jake said taking one of the cups and gulping down its contents. "We don't do Christmas Eve dinner."
"Really? We always do, plus tomorrows feast. Tonight will be rather light, but tomorrow many of our friends will be coming over to eat."
"Exactly what are you going to make?"
"Turkey, seasoned mashed potatoes, stuffing, glazed baby carrots, string beans, pumpkin pie, sweet potato pie, red velvet cake." As she went on Jake's mouth salivated thinking about devouring all that food. "What do you think?"
"All of it sounds so good."
"Thank you, I'll make enough, so that you can take some back to your family."
"Thanks," he said with a grin. A gurgle came from his stomach as he thought about the food. Choosing to ignore it, he went to go find Elijah and Nessie.
The two kids were by the tree staring at the presents that surrounded it. The tree was covered with bright lights and ornaments and at the top sat a delicate angel that smiled down at them. "I put the angel on," said Nessie explaining how the other night, she, Carlisle, and Esme decorated the tree.
"It pretty," responded Elijah looking up at the tree. At home they had set up a tree, but nothing as grand and there weren't many presents. "What do you think Santa get you?"
Her eyebrow furrowed as she thought about it. "I wrote him a letter asking if he'll bring my daddy, but I know he won't do it."
"You just have to believe. I asked Santa for my Daddy and he brought him."
"Your daddy loves you," she said sadly, sitting on the ground, she pulled her knees to her chest. "My daddy will never love me."
Elijah didn't know how to respond to her statement, but just sat down next her and wrapped his little arms around her. "It okay Nessie, he love you."
"Whatever," she said looking at the tree.
Jake watching the entire thing, felt anger and sadness at the same time. No child should feel unloved. Going to them, he sat by them and took Nessie into his arms. She didn't say anything, but rested against him taking in his scent. For right now, she wished that Jake was really her daddy.
"Daddy Daddy, Daddy," screamed Elijah as he pounced on Jake's chest. It was Christmas morning and he was excited to open up all of his presents.
Jake tried to block out his son's shouting and covered his head with his pillow. "Leave me alone," he said groaning. Last night after they left the Cullens, he, Embry, Quil, and Jared had gone out drinking. Now he had a massive headache.
"Daddy."
"What Elijah? What?" he shouted.
The little boy's lower lip quivered in fear. "Sorry Daddy."
A feeling of dread went through Jake's body and he pulled Elijah into a hug. "I'm sorry; it's just that I have a headache. What are you excited about?"
"Today Christmas."
"It is, let's see what Santa got you."
Elijah cheered, climbed off the bed and ran into the living room, with Jake close behind. The child's eyes widened when he saw the presents by the tree and the giant plastic car that had his name on it. With consent from Jacob, he climbed into his new car. "Daddy can I drive it?"
"Not in the house."
"Okay. Vroom Vroom," Elijah said making the car sounds as he pretended to drive.
Jake gathered up his and Elijah's presents into a pile. As he did, Paul and Rachel walked in with Madison. Taking one look at the plastic car, Paul was not happy at all. "Why did you get him that thing?" he asked.
"Why do you care?" Jake fired back. "You didn't pay for it."
"But I'm the one who is going to be responsible for taking him out in it."
"So, maybe it will get you off your lazy ass for once."
"You bastard."
"Hey," interjected Rachel. "None of this today."
"Sorry," Jake said glaring at Paul who was staring at him.
When Billy came in everyone opened up their presents. Jake got clothes, headphones, and a picture from Elijah, and cologne. Elijah got toys, coloring books and clothes. Once they were finished, Jake took Elijah over to the Cullens.
The minute that they walked into the door, Alice pounced on Jacob once again. "Merry Christmas," she said at the top of her lungs. "Guess what I got?"
"I have no idea," Jake said sitting the both of them up.
"I got a car. And it's so beautiful," she said thinking about her bright yellow car that was resting in the garage. "Hey how long are you friends Quil and Embry going to be in town?"
"I don't know you can ask them tonight. Why?"
"Because Mommy and Daddy don't want me taking the car back to California by myself, so if they went with me and them being gay then there is no problem."
"Okay."
"Okay, anyway get anything good yet? Edward told me you're not getting his present until you two are together again. So I know he's going to get something really good.
"Well as long as it isn't something sexual, than I don't care."
"Whatever, c'mon I have presents for you," she said finally getting off.
Jake shook his head, as he and Elijah headed into the living room, which was covered in Christmas paper, bows and bags.
After they opened up the presents from the Cullens, they rested for awhile, until it was time for dinner. After Carlisle said a prayer, Jake and Elijah dived into their food. Emmett being the biggest eater of his family saw how much Jake was eating and started to eat even more, which made Jake notice, so the two started to have a eating contest.
As they feasted on the delicious dinner, Jake's phone went off revealing it was Edward. Getting up, he went to be alone. "Hello," he said.
"Hey, Merry Christmas," Edward said. He was alone in his hotel room drinking a large glass of champagne. Since Jake left, he was depressed. The idea not having the younger man not near him, created a sickening feeling within him. But without him, Edward got a lot of thinking done and decided that he needed to make Jake his forever.
"Merry Christmas. I'm surprised you didn't call earlier," Jake said.
"I know sorry about that; I had to play a special early morning service at a church and then I was taken to more places to play. Right now I'm finally taking a break. So did Elijah like the car I got him?"
"He loved it."
"Great, I can't wait to have you back with me. We're going to have a lot of fun."
"You're implying something."
"Not sex. Where are you at?"
"At your parent's house eating dinner."
"I forgot you were going over there."
"Did you call them this morning?"
"Yes and I talked to everyone and Renesmee. And I told her that I loved her and wished that I could spend Christmas with her and possibly next year we will."
"So basically you lied," said Jake.
"No I do love her and I'm going to make it a point to spend next Christmas not only with her, but with you and Elijah. Maybe next Christmas, we'll spend it as a family."
"Okay now I know you're implying something."
"Oh what is that?"
"That we're going to get married. I'm not ready to marry anyone, especially you. No offense you're a great guy, but I can't see myself spending the rest of my life with someone yet. I still need to get my life in order."
"I understand that Jacob and I was no way thinking about marriage," Edward lied. Of course he was thinking about marriage, if it was the only thing to make Jake stay with him forever.
"Alright, hey I need to get back before Emmett eats up everything."
"Okay talk to you later, love you."
"Love you to. Bye."
After he hung up, Edward sat on his bed and looked at the ring that he had just purchased. Now that he knew Jacob wasn't interested in marriage; he hid the ring in his suitcase, wondering what else that could bond him to Jake. Not thinking of anything, he drowned his sorrows in liquor.
Later that night, after another eating contest with Emmett; Jake drove towards Jared's house with Alice and Emmett in the car with him. Emmett, who was sitting next to him, talked up a storm about getting completely drunk. "So Jake are there going to be any hot girls at the party?" Emmett asked.
"Yes," Jake replied.
"Yes, I need some ass. Do you know how long it's been since I've had sex? It has been months, god awful months."
"Dude I feel your pain," Jake said lying. Never since Iris had sex ever been enjoyable. Well the oral sex with Edward was okay.
"Thank you for understanding my pain. You're a good friend. Alright Jake if you see any hot girl that you know just tell her that I'm interested."
"Will do."
When they got there, the three split up to do their own thing. In the course of three hours, Emmett danced around drunk with a bunch of girls and managed to get a girl to perform oral sex on him. Alice having a small buzz flirted with Leah's younger brother Seth, who had his hands on her hips as he kept trying to kiss her neck. Alice being the so called good girl kept playfully pushing him off, but always let him get close. Jake made the rounds and talked with all the people that he grew up with and drank beer. Being around people that he knew made him feel a lot better, so he had no reservations about drinking until he was almost too drunk to stand up straight; he even made out with some random girl, before he felt the need to vomit and rushed outside.
Standing behind the house he retched until he felt better. Wiping the vomit from his lips, he staggered into the front yard, where he heard the sounds of Paul and a guy named Cal talking. Now having the courage to confront Paul for an unknown reason, Jake walked up to them. However when he was a couple feet from them; he stopped and listened to what they were talking about.
Paul and Cal were drunk themselves and were just talking about their lives so far. "So how is raising Jake's kid?" asked Cal as he drunk a bottle of wine.
"Hell on fucking earth," Paul slurred. "The little brat will never shut up for his precious fucking daddy. It's always, I want my daddy, I hate you, where's my daddy, why hasn't my daddy called. Makes me fucking sick." He took a drink from his bottle of vodka. Even before the party he was pretty much drunk, especially after Billy told him that he had to get a job in the next week; if he was still expected to live at the house.
"He's a kid; he can't be that bad."
"Bullshit, that child is the antichrist. Rachel has to work and take care of the baby, which is fine. But Billy's crippled ass won't even do shit. All that old man does is sit on his ass in front of the television or go fishing. He says I'm fucking lazy, bullshit. Least I do something."
"So what do you do when the kid acts up?"
"What do you think I do, just like my dad did to me, I beat his ass, until he can't stand."
"Isn't that child abuse?" Cal asked.
"Bullshit, that little mongrel needs to learn some damn discipline. Jake's weak ass isn't doing anything with him. All he is doing is running off to be some whore to some star. Wouldn't surprise me if Elijah grew up to be a faggot just like his precious daddy."
It took Jake a couple of minutes to register what Paul had said, but once it kicked in; it angered him. Taking off, he tackled Paul and slammed his fist into the older man's face. "How dare you fucking touch my son," Jake screamed in his face.
"Faggot, I can do whatever the fuck I want," said Paul spitting into Jake's face. "Your fucking child is evil."
"No he's not; you just an asshole."
"And you're a slut, so shut the fuck up."
The two rolled around on the lawn, trying to kill each other. Being in pure rage, Jake gained the upper hand as he beat Paul's face into submission. As they fought and the noise grew louder, and people started to come out of the house to see what was going on. Paul growling like any animal, managed to bite Jake's cheek, which got him off of him. Jake didn't let the move phase him, as he took Paul's head and tried to slam it into the ground, but couldn't, so he kicked Paul in the stomach. Paul retaliated by kicking Jake in the testicles. Jake went down, but not before taking Paul with him.
Emmett hearing that there was a fight outside, rushed and pulled Jake from Paul. Jake struggled, but couldn't get from Emmett's grasp. "Dude, what the fuck are you doing?" Emmett asked.
"Can't you see I'm trying to fucking kill him?" Paul just stood up and glared at Jake, taking a step forward he spit blood into Jake's face. Elbowing Emmett in the stomach, Jake managed to get away and attacked Paul again. "I swear to God, Paul, I'm going to fucking kill you right now."
"No you won't," Paul gagged as he got blood caught in his throat. Leaning down, he spat out some blood that gave Jake the opportunity to kick him in the head. "Fucker," Paul managed to get out.
"Get up you little bitch and fight me," Jake yelled.
"Fine," Paul said running to tackle him.
As they fought, someone called 911, which made the police come out immediately, before they got there it took Emmett, Sam and a few other guys to try and pull Jake and Paul from each other. As they tried, the sound of police sirens filled the air. "Shit it's the cops, everyone run," yelled Sam. Since the party had a lot of underage drinking, everyone quickly ran to their cars or to the woods to get away.
Emmett not wasting anytime picked up Jake and ran to car. Alice was already there, started the car and the three quickly drove off. "Shit Jake why did you have to fight that guy?" Emmett asked, as he tried to clean some off the blood off Jake's face.
"Cause I hate him."
"That's not an excuse," yelled Alice as she sped down the darken roads. "Guys are so stupid."
"You don't understand. Can you take my back to my house, so I can get Elijah's and my stuff?"
"Sure."
It felt like hammers were slamming themselves into Jake's head, as Alice drove. He wanted to die, but he had some business to take care of. Once Alice pulled in front of his house, he informed them that it would only be a few minutes to get what he needed. Luckily Elijah was spending the night at the Cullens; there was no way he wanted his son to be near that shit storm that was about to happen.
Entering the house, he stumbled looking for the lights; luckily he didn't have to find them, as they were flicked on by Billy, who was pissed off. He had just gotten a call that Jake had beaten Paul. "So do you want to explain what happened?" Billy asked.
"Oh that I beat the shit out of Paul," Jake said sarcastically.
Billy could smell the alcohol coming from Jake. "You're drunk."
"Great observation old man. It took a lot of drinks to give me the strength to take on Paul. I guess I have to take you on next."
"What the hell did I do?"
"You didn't watch my child effectively and let some sadistic bastard live under your roof. God, don't you have any sense."
"Stop disrespecting me Jacob Ephraim Black."
"So," Jake yelled. "I can do whatever the hell I want. I'm an adult, but you keep forgetting that." He didn't give Billy anytime to reply as he went off to his room. In less than five minutes, he packed up his and Elijah's things and took them out to the car.
"What the hell are you doing?" Billy asked when Jake walked back in.
"Leaving and taking my child with me, since none of you can take care of him."
"I raised you and your sisters."
"And a great fucking job you did. Rebecca ran off to Hawaii and had a child in her teens, I had Elijah at sixteen and Rachel married a complete asshole, who just loves to beat the shit out of my son. So yes, you deserve the best fucking parent of the century award, for all your hard work. Sometimes I wished you had died instead of Mom, least she wouldn't have let things happen to her grandson. I fucking hate you old man."
Billy tried to keep his emotions in check, but hearing that his son wished he had died was tearing his heart up. "Jacob…"
"What old man? What the hell do you have to say," he yelled. He placed his hands on Billy's wheelchair arm rests and leaned into his father. "Say something I dare you to and it better be a damn good excuse on why you let Paul ever touch my son." Billy had never been scared of his son until this point.
"Jake shut up, the baby is asleep" hissed Rachel coming out of her room. She didn't go to the party and had stayed in her room for most of the argument, but she felt that Jake might do something stupid. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
Jake moved away from their father. "My problem is that your asshole of a husband is beating on my child," he growled.
"Paul wouldn't do such a thing," she exclaimed.
"Bullshit, you should ask him if he ever makes it back here without dying first."
"What do you mean?"
"I beat the shit out of him at the party, if you want to know."
"You asshole," she screamed pushing him. "Paul would never hurt Elijah. You're only saying that because you hate him."
"Damn right I hate him. Until you divorce that bastard, me and Elijah won't be around. Better yet until you both apologize about Paul just existing in our lives, neither of you will ever see Elijah again."
"Jacob, you have no right keeping him away from me," Billy shouted. "You seem to forget who supported you financially when he was born."
"Yes thank you for doing that, but I don't care anymore." He walked out of the house without saying another word to his family.
The next morning, Jake laid in the guest room with a cold towel over his eyes, debating if he should go apologize and found out if Paul was alive or not. But at this point he was still pissed and didn't want to go anywhere near La Push. After they left his house last night, Emmett took him to a bar where they drank until Jake had passed out and had to be carried into the house by Emmett, who was equally intoxicated and fell asleep the minute they got into the house. It took Jasper and Carlisle getting the two men up into separate bedrooms.
Sighing, he let out a cry of pain as his head pounded. Switching his thoughts, he thought about leaving Elijah with the Cullens, while he went back on tour with Edward, but he couldn't trust anyone right now to look after his child. Carlisle and Esme were nice, but they raised Edward, who didn't love his child and was a douche sometimes.
Okay I have no choice, he thought. I'm just going to have to leave the tour, but then Edward will be pissed, but…I hate having to make this decision. As he kept on thinking his door was knocked on. "Come in."
Carlisle stuck his head in and gave him a small smile; he wasn't too happy last night to have Jake and Emmett coming into the house drunk, but took it all in a quiet stride. "Hello Jacob, how are you feeling?" he asked.
"Really bad, my head is killing me."
"I will get you some aspirin. Edward is on the phone; he's worried, since he can't reach you by cell phone."
"Oh thanks," Jake said taking the phone away from Carlisle, who left immediately. "Hello."
Edward felt relived. "Thank God Jake that you answered, I called your cell, but only got your voice mail and then I called your house and some guy said you didn't live there anymore. Shit did something happen?"
"I got into a fight with Paul and my dad last night, so we're not on speaking terms anymore," Jake said.
"Oh, I'll give you some extra time off before you come back."
"Actually, I don't have anyone now looking after Elijah, so I'm just going to quit the tour and head back to L.A."
"What? Jake let my parents watch him."
"I don't know your parents that well to leave my son with them for months. You don't understand."
"Then make me understand, what the hell happened at your house that made fight with Paul and your dad?"
"Nothing you need to know about right now, look I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to do this alone."
Edward felt like slapping some sense into his lover. "NO! Jake, I going to need you to talk to me and tell me what the hell happened. I fucking love you and Elijah and if something happened to him; I want to know."
"It's nothing that you can help with, I already whopped Paul's ass."
"Anything else that you want to tell me?"
"No, look I'm sorry for not returning to you, but my son needs me first."
"I know. Can't Quil and Embry watch him?"
"No, they couldn't handle him when I was in the hospital."
"Did you make any plans?"
"Take Elijah back to L.A., live with Quil and Embry until I can find another job and apartment."
Edward knew there was no point in arguing Jake into staying with him. "Or you could live in our apartment, so you don't have to look. Don't distant yourself away from me Jacob. How are you getting back to L.A.?" he asked.
"Quil, Embry and I are going to drive back down with Alice and her new car."
On his side, Edward closed his eyes, put his hands to his face and took a deep breath, before speaking again. "When are you guys planning on leaving?"
"In a few days, Embry has to get back to work."
"Okay, I'm going to have to halt the tour for a few days, so I can fly back to Forks and speak with you."
"Hey Edward, when I go back do you want me to take Nessie?" Jake asked changing the subject.
"If you're dealing with Elijah and getting things established back in L.A.; I don't want to burden you with her."
"She's not a burden."
"Jake, she's going to stay with my parents for a while longer. Look we'll discuss all this, when I come in the next day or so."
"Don't you have performances?"
"Hey, you and Elijah are more important than them. Some people might be pissed, but I could care less about them. I guess I have to give you my surprise when I come to Forks."
"What is it?"
"Nothing you need to worry about right now okay," Edward said. "Can I talk to Elijah?"
"Sure." Getting up, Jake got his son who was being pampered by Esme and Alice. "Here he is."
"Hi Elijah," said Edward.
"Edward, Daddy almost kill Uncle Paul," the toddler squealed. Even if he was only three, Jake flat out told him that he almost killed Paul and that he would never see the man again. He however failed to mention that Elijah might not be seeing Rachel, Madison and Billy again.
Jake flicked Elijah's arm, his way of telling the child to shut up. "Tell Edward thank you for the Christmas present," he said.
"Oh right Daddy. Thank you for the present, Edward." Since Jake refused to go back home, Emmett and Jasper went to La push and retrieved the car for Elijah.
"You're welcome," said Edward, who found it strange that Elijah was so happy that Paul was almost killed.
"I make you a picture."
"That's great; I'll get it when I come see you soon."
"Really? Yay! Now Nessie get her present from Santa."
"What do you mean?"
"Nessie ask Santa for you to come. She was sad, now she'll be happy."
"How about you don't tell Nessie that I'm coming and we'll surprise her?"
"Alright, I keep you a secret. I love you Edward."
"Love you to little guy, I'll talk to you soon."
"Okay, bye bye." Elijah handed the phone off to Jake and ran out of the room trying to contain his excitement that Nessie would be getting her special Christmas gift from Santa. Running downstairs, he started to jump around Nessie, who was watching television. "I got a secret."
Renesmee looked at the boy with confusion in her eyes. "What secret?" she asked.
"Something special."
"What is it?"
"Can't tell you or it won't be a secret," he said giggling. "I'll give you a hint; it's from Santa."
"Santa isn't real," she said not feeling guilty that she was destroying his belief in the man. When she woke up Christmas morning and found Edward not there; it destroyed whatever faith she had left in the fat old man.
"Yes he is; stop being bad."
"I'm not! Santa is not real and he never was. He doesn't make dreams or wishes come true. He's fake. If you believe in him then you're stupid," she said; her eyes never left the television screen.
"You're not going to get any presents next Christmas," Elijah retorted trying not to believe her.
"Elijah stop being stupid; he's not real."
"You're a bitch," Elijah yelled not knowing what the word meant. Of course like ever unfamiliar curse word he had ever heard, he got it from Jacob, Paul or Damian.
Renesmee's eyes got wide, she didn't know what the word meant either, but she did know it was bad and it was something that no one should ever say to a girl. Not knowing what to do, she slapped him in the mouth.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he realized that he was slapped, getting on the ground he started to cry. "DADDY!"
Hearing his son, Jake quickly got off the phone with Edward and ran downstairs. "What happened?" he asked.
"Nessie hit me," Elijah cried as he covered his face.
Jake could barely control his anger, after all the shit he had been through and now the little girl he cared about was hurting his son. "Why did you hit him?" he exploded at her. Nessie could barely get her explanation out as she stared up at Jake's angry face; she felt like wetting herself. "Well answer me." Nessie bowed her head in fear. "You don't hit him; he's younger. I can't believe you would do something like that."
"But," she finally managed to get out as she sobbed right along with Elijah.
"No buts," Jake growled. "Don't you ever touch him again."
"But Jake."
"Don't talk to me," he hissed. Picking up Elijah, he cuddled his son close to him. "C'mon don't cry. Daddy is going to take you somewhere far away from Nessie." Glaring at the girl, he went back upstairs to retrieve his car keys, wallet and phone, coming back down he and Elijah tried to leave.
Seeing Jake leaving, Nessie blocked the door. "Jake can I come with you," she sniffled. "I'm sorry, please don't leave me."
"No! I can't even look at you right now," he growled.
"Do you hate me?"
"Yes at this point I do," he said walking out with Elijah in his arms. Feeling her heart break in half, Nessie fell on the ground crying as the sound of Jacob's car left the Cullen's property.
A/N- Please let me know how the chapter went.
Next chapter- Coming soon.