(A.N. Sorry, I'm not the best at conveying emotion. I tried to imagine when my best friend left me, but like, ten times worse. Please, don't yell at me for this part! Helpful suggestions for future chapters are appreciated. This is a longer one. It'll take maybe two-three pages.)
Chapter: 7 Renesmee's Pov.
I run to my room and collapse on my bed. Why did I agree to this? This is worse than when the Volturi came! I couldn't live without Jake. I needed him.
As I start to sob, I hear Jacob's unmistakable cry of pain. Because of her. This was her idea. But I couldn't blame her. I wanted to be a family too, but Jake was our family. And this would kill us.
One week later
I stare at the same wall I've been staring at for the past week. I've hardly left my room except to eat and use the restroom.
I know it is time to go when my father's scent got closer. I get up, and stare at my reflection. I looked more adult than most five year olds. I sometimes forgot how small I was, because my mind was more advanced.
My door opens and Daddy comes in. I look at him, expecting him to yell at me for snarling at him, but he looks at me with sympathy, and says, "Jacob's here."
That's all it takes for me to run as fast as I can. I completely leap over the steps, and burst out the door.
I see him by the tree line, scraggly hair and in need of a shave. He's dirty, and there's leaves and dirt all over him. He looks so uncomfortable being on two legs, but right now, he is the most perfect thing I've ever seen. My brother, friend, protector. My Jacob.
I run to him, and he runs to me. Right before I get to him, he drops to his knees, yet he still towers over me. I don't slow down at all as I crash into him. In this moment, my world is complete.
The tears come now, pouring heavily down my face as wails rack my body. I curl myself into his arms and he rocks me like he used to when I was a baby. Wetness splashes on my arms from above, and I look up to see him crying too. His body is shaking, but not like he's going to phase. He's crying, a sight I've never seen.
I don't know how I would get through these next months, or even years without him. I look up at him through my wet lashes and say weakly, "At least you won't miss much of my size change."
He snorts and half smiles. My growing had slowed to a normal pace, but Grandpa Carlisle says that this is just a phase, and that I'll continue growing at the rate I was before. At least I'll only be a little bigger next time he saw me. I hope.
This thought makes me cry harder. What if he misses my whole childhood? I knew that he imprinted on me, I just didn't understand it a lot. I knew he was bound to me, but what if that wore off? What if he starts hating me like he does the other vampires?
My heart misses a beat and my sobs turn into almost screams. Jacob brings my hand to his face, and all my thoughts flood into his head. He gasps and rocks me back and forth, saying in soothing tones, "I'll never leave you, Nessie, not really. I'll always be in here," and taps my chest where my heart is, "And hopefully in here." He taps my head lightly, and through the pain, I giggle.
Daddy comes over to us and Jake stands up, me in his arms. I tremble slightly at the thought of leaving, but, oddly, I find myself sort of excited. I would miss my family, especially Jacob, but the aspect of moving to a completely new place was enticing. If only Jake could come.
Jacob moves like he's going to set me down and I wrap my small arms around his neck. "No. I won't let go, I won't!" I shout. I didn't want to get in that car unless he was with me.
"Ness, please," Jacob begs. "I don't want you to go either, but you have too. I know you don't understand right now, but you will, I promise. Your mother and father know what they're doing. They aren't doing this to be selfish, it's because they love you. Don't blame your mother anymore," I cringe at that, "And promise me something." He stops, staring down at me intently.
"What?"
"Never forget what we have, but also know that whatever you need me to be, that's what I'll be." I stare at him, my forehead scrunching at that. What did he mean?
Daddy looks at Jacob, somewhat annoyed, and says to me, "Don't worry about it Nessie, you'll understand when you're older." He looks at Jacob and says in a firm voice, "Way older."
Jacob lowers his eyes and looks right into mine. "You need to let go now Nessie." He whispers in a soft, loving voice. And I know that it is time. I slowly unwrap my arms from his neck and he bends down and sets me on my feet. Instead of letting me completely go, he holds me hand and walks me slowly over to the car. My family was waiting off to the side. (I had already said goodbye to them.)
He lifts me into my car seat and buckles me in. He smiles slightly at me and whispers, "I'll call you every day, okay Ness?"
I nod towards him and lift my shaking hand to his cheek. I show him for a whole five minutes, remembering my favorite moments with him, adding the feelings of completeness that I had. Then I ask with my mind, Will you come visit?
He smiles at me and says, "As soon as Edward will let me." And he's gone, standing over with my family. Momma gives him a quick hug and Daddy shakes his hand. Tears pour down my face, but not as bad as before. I will see him again. I will hear his voice every day, and my other family's voices. I will always be a part of this family, a part of Jacob, and nothing can ever change that.
Daddy smiles at me as he hears my thoughts. My parents walk over and climb gracefully into the car. I hear the purr of the engine as Daddy turns the key. I turn as far as the seat belt will let me and wave out the back window.
Daddy says quietly, "Thank you for being so good about this Ness. I know you don't blame your mother anymore. I love you."
I turn and smile at him, settling into my seat. I stare at the road ahead of us, ready for my new life to begin.
(A.N. I just wanted to say thank you to whoever is still reading this. I know I'm not the best writer, I mean; I'm only twelve, but thanks for all the support. I will probably be doing more in Renesmee's Pov, and maybe some Edward.)