Surviving Seventeen

The sequel to Sweet Sixteen. Please read that first otherwise you will be confused. I was surprised by the reviews I got for Sweet Sixteen so I just had to carry on with it XD

All characters are not created by me but the amazing Stephenie Meyer. I only made the story line :)

Chapter Nineteen - Pre-Marital Spat

Nessie's POV

"I have to wear this around school for weeks now." I heard Emmett grumble as I pushed the door open to Carlisle's study. Emmett's smile faded when he noted my expression.

I wanted to punch him.

Or just kick him where it hurts, whichever, I wasn't that bothered.

Just to cause him pain.

"Well then you shouldn't have ruined Jake's birthday party!" I roared and Rosalie pursed her lips. She stood next to the bear looking radiant as ever, my eyes went to her.

"I did frighten him a bit Ness-" she started and I slumped onto the empty seat in the room. I sighed. I wanted Jake's birthday to be special and memorable.

It was going to be memorable alright, but for the wrong reasons.

I looked towards where the shapen butcher knife sat and scowled, I then looked towards Emmett's bandadged hand.

My eyes narrowed and Emmett gave me a weak smile.

"Jake did enjoy himself Nessie." Dad sang coming into the room, he was followed by Mom who wore an apologetic smile. "Everyone has gone now."

I groaned.

Emmett could clear a room or in our case a full house.

"Dad the party was a complete and utter disaster!" I moaned and I put my head in my hands. I swear I was on the verge of tears but I fought them back, I didn't know whether Alice had given me waterproof mascara.

I heard the door open.

I looked up to see Uncle Jasper walked in, he gave me a small smile and then walked over to Carlisle's desk picking up four large books before leaving again. He'd spent alot of time in his study recently. Somewhere in the house I heard a pixie yell and I put my head back into my hands.

"It's not fair! Why did I get a complete idiot for an uncle?" I moaned again, this time I stomped my foot on the ground so hard I thought my heels would leave imprints.

I was full of embarressment and anger.

"Hey!" Emmett complained and I looked up to give him a death stare. "I am not a complete idiot." I raised my eyebrows at him and he gave me a cocky smile. Was he kidding me?

"Christmas; fell into the tree, Easter; scared the local children, forgot your anniversary with Rose seven years in a row..." I counted on my fingers, when I got to the anniversary he stopped me. His eyes flashed nervously to Rosalie who was staring out the large window, I noticed her hands ball into fist though.

"Ok I get your point." he laughed goofily. He ran his bandaged hand through his hand and looked at it with disgust.

"And to top it all off, you go and ruin my fiancee's birthday party by shaping a butcher knife around your hand to look like you half sawed your hand off. Nice Em...NICE!" I shouted sarcasticly continuing like i'd never been interrupted, I was on my feet now close into his face and he looked rather scared.

He blinked repeativly.

"I don't like angry Nessie, she's mean." he whispered as I pulled away. I exhaled slowly and soon I felt a hot hand on my sholder. I whipped around to see Jake standing there.

As soon as I stared at him my anger melted away. His grin was too wide for me ignore but something lurked behind his eyes, something I didn't recognise.

"Can I talk to you Ness in private?" he asked quietly and I gave him a large smile nodding. We left the room hand in hand. I noticed the falsh in his eyes again and started to worry.

"Why is it just me she's angry with?" I heard Emmett moan from behind the door. It was followed by a slap and a "Hey!" I wasn't finished with Emmett yet but something was wrong with Jacob, I could sense it. Was it some wierd imprint thing?

We walked to our room and I sat on the bed, Jake stood pacing back and forth the room, I pulled my legs up to my chin.

"What is it Jake?" I asked quietly, my smile had faded. He looked serious and upset, there was a great deal of pain in his eyes. Tears came to my eyes when he didn't answer.

"Jake please tell me." I begged crawling across the bed, tears threatened to spill over the sides. I gripped onto the collar of his shirt stopping the pacing and stared into his eyes.

His eyes closed and the tears started to leak down my face.

"Please tell me." I whispered and my voice broke, Jake opened his eyes slowly and I saw that there were tears in his eyes also. His hand came up slowly and rested on my cheek, he started to speak.

"I need to go away for a little while with the pack..." he started, his voice was cold and detached. He was saying goodbye to me. I started to sob and he clutched me close, I could feel his silent tears and they dripped onto my shoulder.

My tears were not silent.

They were extremely loud.

"Why?" I managed to choke out, my voice wobbled and I felt Jacob's grip increase. I didn't want him to leave, i'd never been apart from him for more than a few days. I started to panic.

"A pack down South is having problems with a large coven of vampires, they've never encountered that many before and they are outnumbered. They require help. I'll be gone for a few days only two though. " he said quietly, he started to stroke my hair and I could feel my heart breaking. I started to hyperventilate.

"So this is goodbye?" I managed to cry out and he shook his head. At least we could get married, nothing could stop us.

"No I don't leave yet." he said with a small smile. Like that would make everything better.

"Oh, so after the wedding? I don't mind waiting for the honeymoon..." I started wiping my eyes. In truth I didn't need a honeymoon, as long as I would be with Jake.

Anywhere with Jake was a honeymoon.

His eyes closed again and I wiped the tears from his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry..." he started and I froze. It was about to get worse, I could feel it. "I leave Friday." he whispered the last part and my hand flew away from his face. I knelt there frozen in my place. Friday? No that's ridiculous the wedding is Saturday. He'd miss the wedding, our wedding!

"What?" I asked dumbstruck.

"Sam says we leave Friday." he whispered, his eyes opened and fury replaced the sadness.

"Sam says?!" I asked and he nodded.

"It's alright for Sam he's already married, Jake you can't miss the wedding." I said angrily and Jake stepped back.

"I haven't got a choice!" he shouted and I shook my head. I climbed off the bed and started to pace like Jake had earlier.

"Of course you have a choice you idiot!" I roared. "You can just not go!" He truned towards the window.

"So that's what I am? An idiot?" he spat and I shook my head, fresh tears flew down my face. That wasn't what I meant. I always said it.

I felt like I was about to collapse, the emotional burden was so heavy.

"No Jake! I always say it, I didn't mean it. I call Emmett it all the time." I cried and he shook his head. "I didn't mean it."

"Of course you meant it otherwise you wouldn't of said it and Emmett is an idiot." he said walking towards the door. His eyes looked to me and he was angry, I wanted to reach out and hold him but my hand would not move.

"HEY!" I heard Emmett yell.

"Shut up Emmett you are not helping!" I cried back, I followed Jake through the house. I was so angry I was fuming, my eyes must have been black coals. I was upset too, upset that Jake agreed to miss our wedding. Did he not care?

"Where are you going?" I ordered when he reached the bottom of the stairs. I had followed him in silence from our room.

"To Sam and Emily's." he replied flatly, there was no emotion in his voice. He didn't bother with a coat or car keys.

"That's it run off to Sam!" I screeched and he waved. Back to me.

He never turned once.

"Don't worry I am." he replied in the same detached tone. Did I mean nothing to him?

"Does our wedding mean nothing to you?" I cried, he was stood by the door and I was five steps behind him. "Because it seams that I am the only one who cares!"

"But the pack..." he started. He exhaled slowly but never turned around.

"Fine, maybe we just shouldnt even get married at all." I yelled. I instantly regretted it and put my hands over my mouth. Jake's hand froze on the door knob and he turned just so I could see the one eye. Tears were running down his face.

Silence.

"Maybe we shouldn't if that's how you feel." he whispered, his voice broke twice and I shook as I watched him walk out the door. My heart started to shatter, I could hear the sobs caught in my chest that couldn't escape quick enough.

The door slammed shut.

I sank to the floor and doubled over on the polished floor. I just told Jake I didn't want to marry him, of course I did want to! I loved him. Today had been awful.

I started to feel dizzy. Was I not getting enough oxygen?

I tried to control my breathing but failed miserably. I wasn't alone on the floor for long.

"I didn't mean it..." I stuttered out and soon Dad was cradling me. I pressed my head against his chest, I saw the splodges of mascara that started to stain his white crisp shirt.

Not waterproof after all.

"I didn't mean it..." I cried again and he clutched me closer. He pressed a soft kiss on my head but I wasn't comforted. I wanted Jake.

My Jake.

"I love you Jake." I whispered as I looked up to the door. "I didn't mean it I swear." I started to shake my head violently as the tears clouded my vision.

Dizzyness took over again.

Somewhere in the distance a wolf howled...