I was extremely confused and it must have shown on my face because they all laughed.
"Of course, I do," I stated, "He is my best friend."
"No… we meant you LIKE him," Alice clarified, "As in you think he is cute, and you think he is funny, and you think he is fun, and you think…"
"Alice! She gets it!" exclaimed Nana Esme as she gave me a knowing smile.
"Oh! Sorry, this is just so exciting! There is a possibility that I might be able to dress someone up for a date soon!" She sang.
I was still trying to process what I had just been told when my mom put a hand on my back.
"Renesmee? What's wrong?" she questioned with a concerned look on her face.
I slowly turned to look at her.
"I can't like him…I just can't. I won't! It will ruin everything…I mean, there is no way that he would like me…"
"Trust me honey, he will like you…this will make his day," my mom replied calmly.
I thought about that for a minute.
"I don't get it," I answered.
"We will talk about it later."
"I have another question then," I stated firmly. "Why have you and Dad been making weird faces around Jake lately, and why did Dad get upset last night when I came home?"
"Sweetie, we will explain all of this later," my mom said. "I want your dad here."
I decided I had been waiting a while and a few more hours wouldn't kill me.
"Ok," was all I said.
We went back to board games but around ten we went our separate ways.
When we got home, Mom looked at me and said, "You want to talk about it?"
I shook my head as I climbed the stairs to my room, not quite sure what I wanted to do.
Once I got to my room, I started to pull out my dairy but before I could even write "dear diary" I knew that I didn't have enough information to write anything that would make me feel better. I thought about taking a hot shower, but I wanted to be able to go right downstairs when Dad got home. In the end, I settled on blasting some music and singing along.
Yellow diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't deny
But I've gotta let it go
We found love in a hopeless place
Eventually, I heard a knock at the door.
My mom walked in as I ripped the ear buds out of my ears.
"Dad is home, you want to come downstairs," she asked carefully.
I swallowed before I replied. "Coming."
I followed her downstairs and saw my dad sitting on the sofa staring straight in front of him I slowly walked down and sat next to him, he lifted his arm and I curled up next to him with my head on his chest.
We all sat there for a few minutes before I broke the silence.
"So are you going to explain?"
My parents looked at each other before my dad started speaking.
"First, you have to realize we didn't tell you about this because we wanted you to be able to make your own decision without feeling pressured one way of the other."
I could tell he wanted me to reply but I just stood there looking at him urging him to continue.
"You know Sam and Emily? How Sam imprinted on her?"
"Of course, "I replied confused.
"Well, you have to understand that imprinting doesn't only mean love on that sense. A person who had imprinted will do anything for the person they imprinted on, even if that means leaving them alone," he continued.
Scrunched my eyebrows together trying to comprehend what he was getting at.
He continued," Imprinting is something that normally happens between and werewolf and a human, they imprint on the human that give them the best chance of creating more werewolves. But there is one exception that we know of…"
At that minute I thought I understood but I didn't want to believe it.
"Are you saying…that Jacob…and me," I couldn't put together my words. "He imprinted on me?!"
When my parents didn't reply I knew I had gotten it right so I kept going.
"And you started to not like him spending time with me because you thought I would start liking him? And last night, Dad, you were angry because he knew that I had started to!"
"Honey, it's not that we are angry that he imprinted on you, we just want you to make your own decision without having Jake try to get you to like him!" My mom explained.
"But he didn't and I do!" I answered.