So once again, I don't own the characters. I do own the plot though. And I hope you like it.
Nessie
My room is packed leaving me with nothing to do. The rest of the family is busy putting the final touches on the move together. I have absolutely nothing to do except think—never a good thing. A sigh escapes my mouth as I stare at my now blank walls. I wish Jake could get off work early.
A small knock jars me from my thoughts. Dad slips into my room silently. "How are you today Reneesme?" He gives me his I'm looking at you like this to chart your growth as inconspicuously as possible look.
"I'm fine Dad. What are you hiding?" I say suddenly when I realize he has something behind his back.
"I got you a gift."
"What is it?" I squeal. I love my Dad's presents. He always knows exactly what I want. Slowly, as if wanting to build suspense, he pulls the box out from behind his back. It's wrapped snugly in silver paper. I jump up and grab it from his strong grip.
The vampire side of me rips and tears the paper in the blink of an eye. I am staring at an iPOD box. It does not look like the kind you get at the store. The box is more plain and simple.
"An iPOD? I already have one Dad," I say with some obvious disappointment slicing my voice.
"That's not just any iPOD sweetie. I got Apple to make you a special one. It has enough gigs to hold your whole music library."
I can't hide my giddiness at this. My music collection is so broad and large that usually I can only play about a fourth of my music in my iPOD at a time. "Seriously? You got me this?"
"Yes. Is it ok?"
"Ok! It's perfect! Thank you!" I jump into my Daddy's strong arms and squeeze him as tight as I can. I love you Daddy, I think.
"I love you too Renesmee." He breaks the hug and kisses my forehead. From outside I can hear the sound of gravel turning under tires. Jacob is here. "Go ahead Sweetie. Have fun."
"Thanks," I shout as I run from my room. At the top of the stairs I leap down managing to not touch a single stair and still landing silently. Rosalie turns and smiles at me from the couch. She also rolls her eyes subtly. I'm out the front door about the same time Jake steps out of his car.
"Jake!" I shout happily as I run at him. He catches me easy in his arms and holds me in a tight hug. These kinds of hugs are my favorite. His warmth always catches me off-guard after spending time with my very cold family.
"Nessie," he sighs into my hair. "You stink." I laugh in spite of the insult. I know Jake is only kidding. He loves my scent. His arms slowly place me back on the ground. I'm so small next to Jacob. The very top of my head only reaches to his rib cage. I find myself staring straight up just to see his face. "What do you wanna do today?"
"Are you hungry?" I ask. His stomach answers for him. I giggle and punch him in the gut softly. "Dinner then."
"What do you want for dinner?"
"Whatever you want is fine."
"Alright. Pizza good?"
"Yep," I remark as I show him how excited I am to hang out with him.
"I'm excited too Nessie. Now let's go. I could eat an elephant." Sadly I know he isn't exaggerating.
Jacob
I love hanging out with Nessie. Just being in the car with her is fun. On the way to the pizza parlor we jam to some of my favorite music. Nessie, though she listens to more Indie stuff, always lets me listen to my music in the car. And deep down I know she likes it a lot.
"Why do you like Lil Wayne?" she asks me suddenly.
"Why don't you like Lil Wayne?" I challenge.
"I never said I didn't like him. I just wonder why you like him."
I think about this question pretty intently. I really am not sure why I like the guy. In reality he is a total douche. "I guess I like him 'cause his rhymes are sick. He is a poetic genius. Why do you ask?"
"Lil Wayne is just a very vulgar guy. And I have never once seen you disrespect a woman. It just doesn't really make sense."
"I don't agree with much of what he says. But that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the way he says it."
"What if he said something like that to me?" she asks sincerely. The thought alone pisses me off. I can feel my body beginning to shake violently. "Whoa Jake! Calm down!" I take a few deep breaths and calm myself slowly.
"I'd kill him, Nessie. I would tear him limb from limb." She looks a little scared at my response. "No one treats you like that."
A long silence spreads out over the empty roads. We finally arrive at the restaurant. I pull into a spot and turn toward Nessie. "Hey. I'm sorry about that. I lost control. I didn't mean to scare you."
"You don't scare me Jake. I just didn't realize how much you care about me."
"Nessie, I care more about you than any other person in the world. You are what keeps me living. I don't think you could ever understand how much I love you."
"I love you too Jake," she smiles. Suddenly my breath catches in my throat. Butterflies hijack my stomach. I haven't felt like this since, since Bella was a human. I take a long look at Nessie and for the first time realize how beautiful she has become. With her long auburn brown hair and chocolate eyes, she looks like a model. And her body, it's changing. She looks like a woman. "Are you alright Jake?"
I clear my throat and open my door stepping out. "Yeah. I'm just hungry."
Nessie
Dinner with Jake was somewhat more awkward than usual. He didn't talk or eat much. And when Jacob doesn't eat, something is seriously wrong. We are in the car on our way back to his small house. It suddenly hits me that this will be the last time Jake and I hang out in this house. Actually, this could be the last time we hang out for a long time. I'm crying silently as I stare out the window.
"Nessie Hun, are you crying?" Jake asks confused.
"No," I groan. The embarrassment only brings more tears. The car slows to a stop on the side of the road.
"What's wrong?" Jake asks. He turns his body so that he can make me more embarrassed.
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me Renesmee."
Jake never calls me by my full name. In fact, I can count on one hand all the times he has ever said it. "I'm just sad because you can't come to Canon Beach with me."
"Oh I want to. You know that right? I want to more than anything else in the world."
There is so much sadness in Jake's voice. He seems almost in tears himself. "Then why don't you come?"
"You know I have to go back to Forks for a while to be with my family."
"Why can't I go with? No one would recognize me there."
"You look too much like your Dad. Besides, you need to be with your family just as much as I need to be with mine."
"But I thought we were your family." I'm pouting and it is unattractive. Still, I know what I want. I want my best friend to be with me.
"Nessie, you're my family. But you belong to them. Someday we will be together again. I promise."
"When?"
"As soon as I can." Jake puts the car back in gear and pulls back onto the road. His answer isn't at all reassuring. The thought suddenly occurs to me that maybe everyone is hiding something from me. It wouldn't be the first time my family keeps me in the dark. But what would make them lie to me?
We pull up at Jacob's small house causing me to put those thoughts to rest. He seems back to his normal self. We end up putting in a terrible vampire movie that makes us laugh all the way through.
After the movie Jake takes me home. We pull up at my house at exactly eleven. I can see my Dad standing on the porch, his pale skin glowing in the moonlight. Sometimes he is way too overprotective.
"Night Nessie. I had a great time."
"When can we talk again?" I ask, now sad again.
"I will call you as soon as I get the chance." Jacob pulls me into a tight hug and holds me until I feel safe. His heart beats strong and sure against my ear. It reminds me of when I was still small enough to sleep in his arms. His heart has always been my favorite lullaby. "You're gonna be great."
"I'll miss you Jake," I sigh against his musky chest.
"I'll miss you too. Goodbye." And with that Jacob releases me from his grip. I get out the car and walk straight to my room without acknowledging anyone else. Rosalie has laid out an air mattress on the floor for me. My new iPOD sits on the pillow. I pick it up and examine it.
Dad must have downloaded all my music to it already. I put the headphones in and fall asleep to my favorite songs—all of which remind me of Jacob.
Jacob
Edward is purposely running his fastest to show that he is faster than me. I sprint full speed behind him, allowing my wolf strong wolf legs to push me further and faster than I ever could in human form. I love the feeling of cold air in my fur. It's refreshing to just think after a long day. My heart is already aching from the distance between Nessie and me.
The leech stops suddenly and turns toward me without any hesitation. I catch up and phase back in front of him. Nudity isn't a big deal to me after all these years. I have nothing to hide.
"The plans are set for tomorrow. The flight leaves at 7 PM. We have all the tickets secured and ready to go. Are you sure you want Leah and Seth to come along?"
"They are my pack. I wish they wouldn't come, but they refuse to listen. I won't command them to stay."
"Jacob, are you ready for this? We can't have you lose control in front of them. We are highly out numbered and you will die if you attack."
Edward's words don't scare me. I have known what I was getting into since the plans were made. I must protect Nessie-my sweet Nessie. Suddenly the picture of Nessie smiling in the car with her chest pushing out gently toward me floods through my mind. That weird fluttering sensation returns. A snarl rips through Edward's chest. I erase the image immediately, but the tingling remains.
"You will not see my daughter again until we return. Do you understand me?"
"Yeah. I wasn't going to try and see her again," I sigh. By bringing it up, Edward made it harder for me to be away from her. When we aren't together it's like trying to breath without oxygen. I'm always in some sort of pain. It's like I'm missing half my heart.
"We will all miss her. But I don't want you calling her or trying to reach her at all," Edward commands. I had not realized that I wouldn't be allowed to even talk to her. Just the thought of how sad she will be when neither her parents nor her best friend calls send me into a fit of shaking. "Jacob, I mean it. Carlisle and Esme are going to tell her everything once she is settled into her new life. We don't want her to find out before then. You understand that, right?"
Even I know that adding extra stress to Nessie's life right now is not fair to her. I can't shake the awful dread in the pit of my stomach though. I lied to her. I mean I didn't know I was lying, but still. This sucks.
"I will see you tomorrow Jacob," Edward says as her prepares to take flight through the thick forest. "Oh and by the way, she is seven. Next time you think of my daughter like that I will castrate you." And with that he runs off.
I'd like to see him try. I'd kill him first. There is only one thing I care more about than my sex parts, and that is Nessie herself. "What a tool," I mutter under my breath as I phase back into wolf form. I need to work off some of my stress.
Nessie
The new house is even bigger than the old one. It has more bedrooms than I care to count and quite a few bathrooms. My room, which Grandma picked out just for me, is located in the basement. She totally renovated it to make it fit my needs. The walls are striped purple and white to match all the furniture and sheets. Above my bed she has enlarged and framed my two favorite pictures.
The one on the right is a picture of Jacob playing with me when I was still really small. He is tossing me up in the air—his arms outstretched ready to catch me like he always does. I'm giggling in the picture. My teeth shine almost too bright. I tiny bit of sunlight peeks through the clouds causing the smallest bit of glitter on my skin. It's my favorite picture of Jacob and me.
The other picture is one of my parents. It is on their wedding day. My mom, still human at the time, looks so beautiful in her wedding dress. My dad can't take his eyes off her. I think I love this picture so much because I love the idea of my mom as human. I wish I could remember her before the change. Something about the way I share her eyes makes me so happy. She was beautiful even before the change.
The rest of the room is just shelf after shelf of movies, books, and music. My desk in the corner is fully stocked with everything I will need for school. Basically my room is exactly as I would want it. Grandma even put it in the basement so that I could be far enough from the rest of the family that I wouldn't have to hear them at night. Alice even told me that they can only barely hear me because the walls are so well insulated. I guess that means I honestly have privacy for the first time in my life.
I'm dreading the moment I have to look in my closet. I know Alice has probably already tossed all my old clothes, and that worries me. There are certain shirts I want to have forever. Besides that, most the time Alice goes overboard with my wardrobe. I just want to be normal at school. Something tells me that if I dress too adult everyone will think I'm weird. Then again, who's to say I'm not?
I pull the closet door open slowly and immediately am hit by the aroma on denim. The hangers nearest me are filled with jeans. I have jeans of every shade and style. Some are cuter than others. As I walk further in, I find the skirts, dresses, and blouses. I can't help but notice that these shirts seem to be cut differently than my old stuff. They show more skin than I ever have before. I guess Aunt Alice thinks I'm a woman. Dad's gonna flip.
In the back sits a huge dresser for all my underwear and comfy clothes. I open the top drawer and am shocked at what I find. There's a new kind of underwear in it—thongs. The bras are also bigger than I expected. I pick one up and examine it. The tag is in French so I have no idea what size it is. I guess my boobs are going to grow more. I can't help but squeal in excitement in this realization.
"So you like it then?" Alice asks, suddenly behind me. I was too preoccupied to hear her coming. "Whoa, I didn't mean to scare you Nessie."
"Are my boobs going to grow more?" I ask unable to hide my giddy grin.
"Yes they are. Actually they already have. Did your bra feel a little snug this morning?"
Now that I think about it, "Yes."
"Well there you go kid. You're growing again. Next week at school you are going to have all the boys drooling."
I can feel a blush commandeering my cheeks. The thought of boys drooling over me seems ridiculous when I will be standing with Aunt Rosalie and Aunt Alice. No one will even notice me next to them. "Yeah right. We all know Rosalie will get the attention."
"Don't be so sure Nessie. Anyway," she changes the subject. "Your ugly clothes are in the other drawers. Don't worry; I didn't throw out your shirt you stole from the mutt. And I did my best not to leave too much of my scent on your mom's old shirt."
"Thanks Alice. It means a lot."
"Of course. I love you Nessie. And I know this is a hard time for you. I'm here if you want to talk."
"Thanks," I say as she hugs me tightly in her tiny arms. Alice is even shorter than me, which makes her tiny. Her cold embrace reminds me of my mom and my heart begins to ache. I miss them all already.
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