Chapter 5: Renesmee's POV

It wasn't until noon the next day that my thirst had been quenched enough to return home. My blood lust had become so intense since I hadn't hunted in over a month. I hadn't hunted because I had been so worried about mom's weakest state, so while my brother's hunted I would watch over her, making sure that if something happened I would be there. By the time I had returned I could hear my grandfather frantically asking where I was. "Masen, Darien, are you sure she went hunting? Are you sure that she is alright?"

"Yes grandpa. We saw her run for the forest last night. She hasn't hunted for a little over a month and believe us it can really make you go crazy." I nodded and walked inside. Where I was standing in the entrance way, it was very easy to be seen from the living room. I walked in where everyone else was and was welcomed by a gasp and hearing my brother laughing.

"Hungry much?" Masen teased. I was confused until I glanced at the mirror. I walked to look and my eyes widened. My clothes had been ripped and drenched in animal blood. Luckily I was wearing a sports bra underneath the shirt last night.

"I'm sorry." I said, wiping the blood from my chin and licking the blood off of my hand.

"How thirsty were you? How many animals did you kill?" I lowered my head slightly, still looking up at them.

"Do you really want to know?" I mumbled. My brothers nodded and I sighed, "Well, three dear, one mountain lion, and a grizzly bear." I looked at my torn and bloody appearance in shame. "The mountain ripped through my shirt and the bear had a really bad attitude." I smirked as I remembered defeating the bear. "You know, I wonder how you would act if you saw the way I hunt." I said towards my grandfather as I pulled broken bark and leaves from my hair and attempted to get the mud off of my ass.

"Yeah, she loves to play with her food. She'll let the animals drive her into the ground, attempt to gasp her skin, and let them hit her across the forest into other trees, breaking them in the end. It's all a game with her and her food. Perhaps next time I'll follow her with a camcorder. It's pretty cool watching her hunt actually. " Charlie's eyes were wide with shock. I needed to change and clean myself up and that's exactly what I did. The warm water from the shower felt so good on my skin. I laughed to myself as I watched my blood-soaked, mud, tree bark, and leaf covered clothes on the floor and as the mud and animal blood slowly was washed off of my body. It smelled so great, so great that oddly wanted to go hunt some more. Perhaps my brothers and I could go hunting, it would allow them to get the video for grandpa. I laughed some more as I leaned back into the water an began massaging shampoo into my bronze hair. Once the shampoo had been completely lathered I reached for the conditioner and did the same thing. After washing my body and finally feeling clean again I decided it was okay to exit the shower.

As I wrapped the towel around myself I looked into the mirror and smiled, seeing my mother's eyes before walking to my room to put on new clothes for the day. Tomorrow would be the first day of sophomore year for my brothers and I. I wasn't sure about school, like I was worried that I wouldn't fit in. I was worried that I would be an outcast. That I would be the girl nobody wanted to talk to. I shook my head, what was the point in getting worried about school when I hadn't even been there yet? I needed to just breathe and calm down before I would somehow, magically find a way to hyperventilate. Just think about Jake." I thought to myself. Think about his beautiful abs, gentle eyes, and his beautiful, bright, white, smile. I was beginning to breathe heavily as I pictured the kiss we had last night. Okay... maybe thinking about that wasn't such a great idea. I giggled to myself as I found some clothes to wear for today and I just stuck with a red shirt and a pair of baggy blue sweatpants. After brushing my long ringlets, which could be considered as a workout itself if I were in fact human, I blow dried it, eventually putting my hair into a long braid.

As I made my way back down to the living room I stopped by the cleaning supplies cabinet and began cleaning the floor, removing the dried blood and mud. I looked out the window to see that everyone was in the backyard, including the Seth, Leah, Sam, Emily, Paul, Jared, Quil, and Embry. That meant that Jake must be here. I felt heat running throughout my being as I walked into the kitchen and prepared some sweet tea and sandwiches. After finishing that task I came out, carrying everything in my hands. "Oh there she is!" Charlie said happily.

"Oh, babe, let me help you with that." Jake said, once he was close enough to me. I smiled, blushing hard as he took the sweet tea and glasses over to the picnic bench. He was a gentleman and was so sweet that it was almost too hard to believe he was a real man. As I sat the plate of sandwiches on the picnic bench next to the sweet tea, I couldn't help but to begin checking Jacob out. His light russet skin was so smooth and ageless. The fascinating all-natural black hair was as amazing as the night sky. (Believe it or not, I am an Edward fan and not a Jacob fan) When we kissed last night, I was of course shocked at first, but to be honest I had really enjoyed it. No thanks to my mind though I had began thinking about what our first time would be like, though I knew it wouldn't be happening for a while now. I giggled thinking about what mom had said for me to tell him.

I could feel the blush on my skin start to become obvious and I knew right then that I had to stop thinking about that. I changed my thoughts over to school tomorrow as I walked back inside to grab an ultra thick comforter and my mother's favorite book, Wuthering Heights. I set up quickly and then laid the stuff out on the amazingly, overly green grass. I had just started reading the book when I felt someone laying down next to me and needless to say, it was Jacob. "Hey Jake." I said, smiling at him.

"Hello Nessie, You really like that book huh?" I nodded and opened the front cover to show Jacob that this had been mom's favorite book. He sighed sadly for a moment and then smiled. I closed the book then after putting a bookmark within it and rolled onto side, once again for the millionth time, being blown away by his natural dark golden brown eyes.

"Yeah... It was mom's favorite, she gave it to me for my fifteenth birthday. It's a pretty great story-" I was cut off by Jake when he pressed his lips gently against mine. My eyes widened and my heart began to race. I relaxed after the gasps had ceased from everyone around us. After the kiss was over, I pulled back, and turned onto my back, intertwining my hands and placing them on my stomach. I closed my eyes, both in bliss and is shock. I breathed in many different scents, Chocolate, Fresh "brand-new" sand, sandalwood, lavender, oranges, coffee, fresh cut grass, the sun, dewdrops, the airy yet sweet scent of the clouds, and even more, including Jake's scents.

"Are you mad?" Jake asked, worried.

"No." I laughed, looking at him. "It just shocked me that you kissed me in front of everyone. Not only that, I'm just a little tired. I barely got any sleep." Since everyone knew about us and our supernatural lives, I knew I needed to tell them of the dream I had had last night. "Everyone." I beckoned, sitting up. They looked at me. "I had a dream last night... and you'll never guess who visited me." They looked around, confused. "Mom visited me, asking me to give everyone a message for her." Their eyes widened and some even started crying a little bit before I had even began telling them what she had said.

"What did she say Renesmee?" Grandpa asked, walking up to me.

"She said that she was sorry to have left us so suddenly. That she had tried with all of her power to stay, but was unable. She wanted me to tell you all that she loves you all very much, and she told me to tell you grandpa that she was happy to have such a great father. She said that you were the person who had showed her how to be strong and how to fight. And she said that she couldn't have asked for a better father." Okay, she didn't say that in the dream, but she had said it before she died, she just hadn't gotten the chance to tell him. Charlie began crying, tears of happiness were filling his eyes and running down his cheeks. "She also said that we would all be together someday." I started crying myself as Jake lovingly laid my head against his chest, petting my head with his thick, long russeted colored fingers. It wasn't long after we all had began enjoying ourselves again that the songs of the birds and the beautiful instrumental of Jake's heart had lulled me to sleep.

It wasn't until I heard Jake's snoring that I had woken from my slumber. I looked around to see us moved to my room. I wasn't even sure what time it was until I looked at the clock to see that it was five in the evening. I felt discombobulated as I looked around the room, realizing that Jake was holding me against his sleep form, his warmth enveloping me. I slowly rolled on to my side so that I was facing him. He was quite adorable when he slept, like a small child. He looked at peace, without a worry in the world. I couldn't help but place my right hand on his smooth, warm cheek. In response he tightened his arms around me, pulling me so close to his body that out lips were touching. I gasped. Was he awake? No, no he wasn't. His heart was still beating at a slow and steady pace, the way a sleeping person's heart should sound. I sank into his chest, loving the feel of his rumbling chest against my body. Though I didn't sleep often, I was able to sleep in Jake's arms or mom's when she was alive.

I smiled a little, remembering the way it used to feel, being held by my mother, and I fell asleep again, resting my head right underneath his neck.

To Be Continued...