Hey everyone!! Glad to hear everyone is loving the story so far!! I got a few questions asking if Renesmee is going to get old enough to date Jacob in this story. The answer is yes, Renesmee will grow to be old enough to date. Date Jacob? Well Renesmee's road through dating isn't going to go smoothly. I mean she's not going to become old enough to date and then BOOM there's Jacob. She's going to go through a little heartache before she finds her true love.... but that man might not be Jacob.
Anyway back to this chapter... Here is the beginning of one of my many twists. Don't laugh at me too hard lol. You'll see what I mean in a little while. Also I am not a history expert or a doctor, so for those of you that know that stuff I'm sorry if I got something wrong. I had to do some research before I wrote the history and medical stuff. So if something is off please dont point it out I know it most likely IS wrong lol. But everyone gets the point ;) Ok now read on and enjoy the chapter!
The next morning I sat outside at the patio table. My head resting on my arm on the table, as my dad paced in front of me. He was lecturing me on the Revolutionary war, but I wasn't paying attention. I stared at the shed that was shut and locked. I wanted to go riding. The rain from yesterday was all dried up and it was really hot outside. The wind would be the perfect antidote to the heat. Just then I felt a cold hand on the back of my neck. "Better?" My dad asked. I groaned knowing he heard my thoughts. I swatted his hand away and he leaned over me with his hands on the table. "Ok, quiz time." He patted my back and walked away from me to continue pacing.
"What?! But I didn't even hear today's lesson!" I wined.
"Not my fault."
"The shed distracted me!" Well it did. My dad turned to look at the shed, then back at me.
"What did it do?" He asked suddenly amused.
"It's just sitting there, staring at me." I sulked back in my chair, crossing my arms across my chest.
"We can move this inside." He suggested.
"No." I sighed. "Ok, quiz me." My dad reached across the table and closed my laptop and my book.
"When did the war start and end?" He asked.
I swallowed hard. "1775... To… 1786? No wait, 1782... No it's 1783."
My dad laughed at me. "Is that your final answer?" He chuckled.
"Yes." I said confidently.
"Correct. Now there is another name for the war. What is it?"
"War of Revolution?" I smiled crookedly up at him. I heard my mom chuckle.
"Renesmee." My dad warned.
"Ok, ok… I don't know." I sighed.
"I just told you what it was 10 minutes ago. When you were distracted by the shed. It was also known as the American war of Independence."
"Got it." I nodded confidently.
"How did the war end."
"That's easy! The Treaty of Paris ended the war, and Great Britain was forced to recognize the independence of the 13 colonies of the United States." I smiled, proud of myself. My dad stood across from me with his mouth hanging open. I looked to my right and my mom stopped reading, she was staring at me too. "What?" I asked suddenly self conscious.
"That was a very grown up answer. Very good." My dad smiled down at me. "I'm impressed."
"Thanks." I smiled.
"5 minute break. Go grab a snack." I couldn't believe my dad just gave me a break. Usually I'm working nonstop until lunch. I ran into the house and came back with a small bag of chips and a soda. My dad was now taking my mom's book out of her hands.
"Ok, Bella. What is the first thing you order when a patient comes in with a head injury." He asked her.
"That's easy, a head CT." My dad leaned down and kissed her.
"Yes. Now what are the signs for an internal bleeder and what do you do about it?" I rested my head in my hands as I waited for my mom to answer. She sat up straight and smiled confidently.
"The BP would be low and their pulse high. Bowl sounds would be muted or absent. There would be guarding and swelling. Extremities would begin to cool. Fluids will be started. Blood needs to be taken for FBC, U&E, LFT, then group, save and cross match at least 4 units. A CT of the abdomen will need to be ordered, then a trauma surgeon will palpate the abdomen and review the radiology."
"Yes." My dad nodded and took her face in his hands, kissing her. "You're going to be amazing! I think you might even blow Carlisle out of the water."
"Did you just speak another language?" I asked before my mom could answer my dad. They both look at me and laughed.
"Nope all that was English." My mom reached out and touched my cheek.
"The only English I understood was 'of, and, the, and he.' everything else was gibberish." They both laughed at me.
"Speaking of another language, Spanish time." My dad handed my mom her book back and stood across from me again.
I groaned.
For the next few hours we worked on the rest of my school work and I was finally released to go play. I ran towards the shed, but my dad stood in front of me. I ran right into him before I could get myself to stop. "Come on!" I wined as I tried stepping passed him.
"We're going hunting." My dad bent down and I noticed how black his eyes were.
"Oh, ok." I didn't need to go hunting, but I would never give up a chance to go. It was fun. "Where are we going?"
"I think we'll stay on the island this time." I followed my dad around to the front of the house where my mom was waiting. She took off running and my dad pulled me onto his back to follow her. I could run fast, but no where near as fast as they could.
"I want it!" I pointed towards my kill. My dad put me down and he watched me stalk towards it. When I was finished he turned and stalked his own prey. While my mom was onto her second kill.
"Ness, not too far." My mom called after me as I wondered further into the trees.
"I know!" I called over my shoulder. We were close to the beach and I liked to catch the fish. I slipped out of my sandals and walked knee deep into the water. I reached down to grab a fish the was swimming towards me at the same time something grabbed my ankle. I screamed and jumped back.
"Nessie!" I heard my dad calling for me. I ignored him when I saw what grabbed me.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Ashton, who are you?" He asked me.
"Renesmee. Why are you on our land?" I asked as he stood up and towered over me.
"Your land? These waters have belonged to my family for hundreds of years."
"The waters? You live in the water?" I asked him.
"Yes, and your scaring away my dinner." He snapped at me.
"It was mine first."
"You hunt in my waters again and I'll make sure you have no arms to hunt with." He threatened me. That only made me smile. I knew my dad was close enough to hear this conversation.
"You have a bad attitude. I was here first, and you're on our land. Go away."
"What are you going to do little girl? Bite my ankles?" He laughed.
"I could, but I wont. My dad will take care of that for me." I turned when I heard my dad calling for me again. "Dad, mom, over here! Hurry!" Within seconds my dad came into view. He paused at the tree line and growled loudly.
"Step away from her!" He growled and flitted to my side. He pulled me to stand behind him. "You have nothing to say to her." He snarled.
"Your brat was in my waters." Ashton snapped.
"This is our land and our beach. Go hunt somewhere else. You are not to talk to her again." My dad growled. I leaned around my dad and grinned widely.
"Ness, come here." My mom called to me from the tree line, and my dad reached behind him to push me towards her. I backed up not wanting to turn my back on Ashton. My dad always taught me to never turn my back on danger to run away. When I reached my mom she grabbed onto my shoulders and dragged me to stand behind her.
"The boundary lines have changed. Obey them or I will take action. My wife, daughter and I maintain a permanent residency on this island. I wont have you hunting around here with them wondering the beach without me. You keep your distance and we will keep ours." My dad spoke calmly.
"What is that?" I whispered to my mom.
"I don't know. Stay behind me, and keep quiet." She hissed at me.
"Fair enough." Ashton looked passed my dad in my direction. A deep snarl ripped through my dad and my mom backed us up closer to the safety of the trees.
"You have no reason to look at them. Leave, now." My dad growled. Ashton dove into the waves. My dad stood where he was.
"Edward." My mom called out to him.
"It's ok." He said turning to face us.
"What was that?" My mom and I asked at the same time.
"I've heard they existed, but never saw one in all my life." He said as he walked over to us. "You ok? Did he hurt you at all?"
"Nope. I'm fine." I assured him.
"He is a merman."
"HA!" I bend over laughing. "Like The Little Mermaid?" I asked through laughter.
"Something like that. Except they don't have fins, they have actual legs. As you just saw. To breath under the water they have gills behind their ears." My dad told us.
"That's gross." I shivered from the thought. I started to walk back towards the water, but my dad pulled me back. "I want my sandals." I pointed to where I left them. He disappeared and appeared back in front of me in a blink of an eye. He handed me my sandals and pulled me onto his back. "So am I not allowed near the water now?" I asked him when he started running. My mom must have been interested in my question because she turned to look at my dad.
"No, he wont harm you. They're just really big fish that look like humans, but you are to keep your distance if you see him again. You shouldn't see him, but if you do leave the beach at once and tell one of us." He gestured to either himself or my mom. "Renesmee, his kind is not one to mess around with. Promise me you will avoid contact with him again."
"Ok, ok. I promise." I sighed and rested my chin on his shoulder.
"You too Bella. Especially you. I don't like the repulsive thoughts that were running through his head when he looked at you."
"Ha! Fish boy has it out for mommy!" I joked, and my dad stopped, letting me go and I dropped from his back. He spun and dropped to his knees grabbing my shoulders.
"Renesmee Carlie, this is no laughing matter. I'm serious, stay away from him! I see you talking to him again and the beach will be off limits." He stood up and took my hand. We were close to the house so we could walk the rest of the way. Fish brains wasn't going to touch me. I know how to take care of myself. Why couldn't he trust me?
"You're just a child. That's why." He annoyingly answered my unasked question.
"If I wanted you to answer my question I would have spoken in out loud!" I pulled my hand out of his and stormed ahead of them.
"Renesmee!" My mom yelled.
"It's true!"
"I don't care. He's just protecting you. Let it go." She told me.
I didn't look behind me as the house came into view. I ran ahead of them towards the house. Annoyingly they could keep up with me easily. "I'm going to my room." I huffed and slammed my door shut. I flipped open my cell phone and called the first person I thought of.
"Hey Ness!" Jacob said into the phone. I jumped off my bed and walked into my closet. I sat down and shut the door. "What's wrong?" Jacob asked when I didn't answer him. I couldn't help but smile. He always knew when something was wrong. "Mom or dad?" He asked, his voice sounding a little more concerned when I didn't answer him again.
"Dad." I sighed.
"Talk to me sweetie." He encouraged.
I took a deep breath, and told my story without taking a breath. He laughed when I told him about the merman, but got serious again when I said he threatened me. "Ness, I know your almost a teenager," Another thing I love about Jacob is that he likes to go by the age I look and not the age I actually am. He continued without pausing. "but you have to realize your not quite old enough to take care of yourself. I hate to say this, but your father was right in what he said. He's just looking after your safety. I will be the first to admit that he goes overboard most of the time, but right now, he's right. You'd understand better if your rebellious teenage hormones weren't taking over right now." He paused waiting for me to answer, but I was just taking in everything he said. "I'm sorry your upset." He said after a little while.
"I'm fine. I get it." I sighed. "I'll go apologize."
"That a girl." I could hear the smile in his voice and I had to smile too.
"Miss you Jakey." I whispered into the phone.
He laughed. "When are you going to grow out of that nickname?"
"Never, I like it. No one else calls you that." I chuckled.
"Yeah, because I'd… go talk to your father." He said, and I hung up the phone.
"Daddy?" I whispered when I walked into my parents room. He was sitting at his desk writing something.
"Hmm?" He didn't look up.
I walked over to him and pulled at his arm until he dropped his pen, and I climbed onto his lap. "I'm sorry." I whispered and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Jacob talk to you?" He asked. His body stiff under mine.
"Yes, but I really am sorry." I pulled back so I can look him in the eye. Really sorry. I love you. I thought, and felt him soften under me. His arms wrapped around me and I sighed.
"It's ok." He whispered and patted my back.
"Want to go play baseball?" I asked leaning onto the desk and grabbing my dads baseball.
"Sure, it's time I taught you the Cullen pitch." He took the ball out of my hand and I followed him outside. "Bella, come play!"
"Coming!" She flitted to his side, and he placed a baseball cap on her head then be put one on mine. I got my four wheeler and mom and dad decided to run to the clearing where we usually play.
Once the sun set my mom decided it was time for me to get inside. We went back to the house and lounged around the living room watching a movie. I was curled up on the couch between both my parents. My feet resting on my dad's lap, while my mom ran her fingers through my hair with my head on her lap. Causing me to fall asleep before the opening credits were through.