Authors Note: I apologize for such a long wait. At least no promises were broken! I was with family last week and on vacation in Key West, Florida, so writing wasn't really possible. Oh and I am aware that I have been spelling Renesmee and Emmett wrong. I just started the trend in the first chapter on accident, and just sort of went with it. I'm changing it to the correct way now.

Okay, so this chapter is much shorter than I wanted it to be, but I didn't really have any choice. I needed to end it here because I got off track and needed to. This isn't really the chapter I had in mind, but yet this is the chapter I created. So enjoy if you can.

Authors Playlist (songs I listened to while writing this chapter): "Colorado Sunrise" (by 3OH!3), "Take It All Away" (by Red), "Still Around" (by 3OH!3), "You Are The One" (by Shiny Toy Guns), and "The Trick To Life" (by The Hoosiers).

Alright. So here it is:

Falling Through: Chapter 5 - Jealous or Something

You know what? I need to stop leaving the room. It's just a bad idea. A no-no. Something I should not be doing.

So here's what happened. I left the living room for about seven minutes to go upstairs and put a shirt on, and when I get back what do I find? Nessie and Lavrenti sitting together. On the couch. Lavrenti right in my spot. Like he replaced me.

They were talking. Innocent enough. I didn't need to barge in and demand he leaves. Yet. It's still early though.

But no. I would control myself.

Maybe.

Instead of grabbing Lavrenti by his expensive looking shirt and dragging him away from Nessie where he belongs, I took Emmett's now vacant seat. He had gotten up to go outside with Mixim, or something. So I sat down and observed.

Lavrenti was a safe enough distance away from Nessie for me to not be too concerned. But it was the way he was leaning towards her, like he was hanging literally onto her every word. She was explaining to him her interest in cooking even though she dislikes most human foods. She didn't look very interested in any of the comments he was making, which made me feel a little bit better. But still. He was closer to her than I was, and that wasn't cool.

So they sat there and talked. Well mostly Nessie talked. Lavrenti kept asking her questions. Endless questions. And I stared. I observed. I supervised. Making sure he didn't move any closer than he already had. Making sure he didn't put a single hand anywhere near her.

"What's your favorite thing to cook?" he aseked her.

She didn't even have to think about the answer. "Consommé."

"Why?" Lavrenti asked.

"Why what?"

"Why is Consommé your favorite thing to cook?"

"Oh. Because it's challenging. I haven't yet mastered it, but I'm still working on it," Nessie replied.

Lavrenti nodded at this, as though he understood. I doubted that he did. He was just trying to impress her. But why? Why did he want her attention so badly? And ever more importantly…why was she giving it to him? Why didn't she just ignore him like I tried to? Why do I care? Why do I have so many questions and not enough answers?

Nessie and Lavrenti continued talking, and I continued the mental banter that just wouldn't shut up until I just couldn't stand sitting there anymore. I stood up and headed to the kitchen. I was angry. But why? What reason could I have to be mad?

I slammed the kitchen door shut behind me and ran to the refrigerator, yanking it open.

My eyes scanned over the food until I heard the door open. I didn't turn around. Instead I grabbed a soda out off the bottom shelf. Opening it, and taking a long, hard gulp of the cool liquid before turning around.

Renesmee was standing in front of the door, eyeing me curiously.

"What?" I asked, setting the drink down on the granite countertop with a loud thud.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked.

I stared at her blankly.

"Don't think I didn't notice you glaring at Lavrenti like he did something wrong! And then you just stomped out of the room slamming the door! We have guests, Jake. Have some decency!" she ranted.

I took as seat at the kitchen table and stared out the oversized window, not answering her.

"You think Lavrenti did something wrong?" Renesmee accused.

"No. I just don't really like the fact that he's all over you!" I exclaimed, smacking my fist on the table forcefully.

"All over me? Jake, we were just talking!" Nessie shouted back.

"You didn't see the way he was looking at you!"

"Looking at me? What are you talking about? Are you jealous or something?" Nessie took a seat across from me at the table. I continued to stare out the window.

"Jealous of Lavrenti? Ha! Like that could ever happen!"

She looked me dead in the eye. I knew she didn't believe me. But I wasn't lying. I'm not jealous of Lavrenti. That's impossible. Isn't it? Then why do I feel like I want to kill him? I'm so confused.

"Well let me know when you're ready to behave like an adult, Jacob," Nessie said, looking me dead in the eye before getting up out of her chair and exiting the room.

I groaned, and dropped my head to the table.

Later that night, after the Russians left the house to go hunting up north, I picked my head up. I had fallen asleep. Good thing too, because when I woke up I felt much better. I was still confused. But at least Lavrenti was no longer within a miles radius. That was an improvement.

But Nessie was mad at me. And that was bad. Very bad. Because I really don't like it when Nessie is mad at me. I don't like it at all.

And this time she was really mad at me. So mad that she went to bed without giving me a goodnight kiss. She only skips our goodnight kiss when she's really angry with me. Which means I have a hell of a mess to clean up with Nessie in the morning. But can I wait until the morning? No, I don't think so.

But I have to. Or do I?

Bella and Edward were out hunting again. Rosalie and Emmett were somewhere in town doing something, Carlisle was working late at the hospital, Esme was writing intently in a notebook, Alice and Jasper had retired to their bedroom for the night and I didn't really want to know what they were doing up there…but regardless, nobody was really paying much attention to me.

So it was easy for me to just slip out of the Cullen's house and run to the cottage where Nessie was. It was just as easy for me to open the front door, which is never locked, and enter the cottage.

I rushed down the hall, ducking my head a little due to the low ceiling, and bursted into Nessie's bedroom as quietly as possible. I didn't want to scare her.

Without skipping a beat, I moved closer to her bed until I was looming over her. She looked so delicate when she sleeps. Beautiful. That's what she was.

I climbed into her bed gently, as to not wake her up. I slid my arm around her waist and pulled her lightly to me. "I'm sorry, Ness," I whispered into her ear. She was awake now. You would think that it would frighten her that I just appeared in her bed, but it didn't. I had done this before. She was used to it. She probably expected it.

"It's okay. I'm sorry too. I was too harsh. I didn't mean what I said," she whispered back.

That was all we said. There really wasn't anything else to say. I just buried my head in the back of her neck, enjoying her sweet scent.

We both fell asleep soon after that.

I woke up to light streaming through the window. And then I paniced.

Shit, shit, shit. Edward and Bella would be home any minute and here I was sleeping in their daughters bed. That probably wouldn't go over well. Plus, how would I explain it?

"Nessie—Nessie wake up!" I exclaimed, shaking the girl next to me awake.

"Mhmmmh," she mumbled sleepily, rolling over. "We slept in again didn't we?"

"It would appear so," I said, getting up.

I kissed her cheek and darted out the door, without turning back. I had to get out of the house before—shit…

"Edward, come on. Lavrenti isn't that bad…" I recognized Bella's voice in the distance.

"You don't know what bad is, Bella," Edward replied to her.

"Oh really? Why don't you show me what bad is Edward…"

I nearly gagged at the thought of what they started doing after that. Ew.

But oh God. They were almost to the cottage. Crap, crap, crap.

I couldn't go out the front door. They'd see more for sure. I'm shocked they haven't noticed me already. They must be otherwise occupied…cough. Ahem. Ew.

Turning on my heal, I rushed furthing inside the cottage, down the familiar hallway, and into Nessie's bedroom. She was just getting out of bed. She looked up at me curiously. "They're coming aren't they?" she asked.

I nodded. "Would it be childish of me to hide in your closet?" I asked.

She giggled a little bit, even under the circumstances. "Be my guest." Nessie motioned with her hand for me to enter her closet. So I did, tripping over a pair of shoes on my way in.

"Pretend to be sleeping," I told Nessie from behind the closed closet door.

At that moment the cottage door opened and quickly shut as Edward and Bella entered. I held my breath, willing the blood pounding in my ears to shut up. I could hear Nessie's soft, steady breathing from the other side of the closet door.

I tried not to think of anything. Blank mind. Blank mind. Blank mind. It wasn't really working. Is it even possible to stop thinking? It should be. Thinking is very inconvenient. Especially right now.

I heard Bella giggle past Nessie's bedroom door, and heard light, graceful footsteps heading towards the master bedroom. Edward and Bella must really be preoccupied if they didn't notice my presence.

Ah, well. That's their problem. Not mine. It actually works out for me, at the moment.

I didn't breathe until a couple seconds after I heard the master bedroom door shut.

"You can come out now, I think."

I did as Nessie said. My hands were shaking a little bit. Jeez. I didn't realize I was that scared of being caught. Oh there I go again, being scared. Wow, I'm really loosing my invincible touch. Being scared isn't something I'm really used to. It isn't really my thing. I much prefer the strong, unafraid, Jacob that everyone is used to.

"Sorry Ness, but I don't think I'm going to be sticking around your house much today. I think I should spend some time down on the reserve with the pack. They need their leader. God only knows what they've gotten themselves into without my guidance."

"Oh yeah. They're sure lost without your guidance," Nessie said sarcastically.

I didn't really want to stick around and wait for Edward and Bella to finish whatever it was they were doing in their bedroom, so I kissed Nessie goodbye and jumped out her window. It was way faster than using the front door. Entrances are overrated anyways.

Authors Note Continued: So much for that cliffhanger. There was no makeout scene in this chapter! That must be a new record. There really wasn't much gooy romantic stuff either. Okay, maybe a little bit. But not much.

Did anyone notice that I stole the "Would it be childish of me to hide in your closet?" from New Moon! Hehe. Had to throw it in there. It was perfect. Credit goes to Meyer for that. So what about the implied themes with Edward and Bella? Had to throw it in there. I think it's funny. Sorta.

Alright, so I guess that's it. Review and add to your alerts list, please and thank you. I'll try to have Chapter Six out as soon as possible. Maybe within a week. But again, no promises.