Renesmee Cullen

I was currently pacing up and down my bedroom, feeling the knots in my stomach spiking at me hard. I didn't know if I could pull this off. Could I? Was I ready for this sudden change? I felt ready but…Was I too young? Will it work?

I glanced over to my nightstand across the room to see the box staring right back at me. I groaned as I sauntered my way there and snatched the box from the lamp and shoved it into my drawer before heaving a sigh.

I ran my hand through my hair in frustration as I involuntarily found myself staring at my reflection in stand mirror. I was dressed in a creamy, lace camisole and pajama shorts, finishing the look with knee-high socks.

I was nervous.

I could tell.

I stared at my hair flowing off my shoulders. Maybe I should tie it back? Yeah! I should.

I pulled my hair together and tied it with my hair rubber band, leaving it in a perfect ponytail.

I eyed myself carefully in the mirror.

"Nope. Let go of the ponytail," I whispered to myself as I pulled my hair band off and threw it onto my dresser and let my long, bronze, ringlets fall off my shoulders.

My parents told us that we couldn't see each other after certain hours of the day, mostly at night. They told me I should make up for running away from them after an epic fight so they set a timeframe of three months. That was almost a month ago and clearly that didn't work.

What will Jake think when he finds out? Will he hate me? Will he be happy? Will he give in? I don't know.

But I had a few seconds to find out because I could smell his musky scent drawing in.

I quickly ran to my dresser and placed the box on the table.

Maybe the message will be clear if he just sees it right? I don't have to say anything.

Yep! That's a good idea Nessie!

After nodding with self-approval, I ran to the window and flipped it open. I glanced down to see Jacob grinning up at me.

I smiled weakly.

"Back up," He mutrered.

I did as I was told and took a step back, my arms over my stomach to hide the evidence.

I watched Jacob climb up the tree, slide off a branch before shooting into the room through my open window and landing gracefully on my white furry rug.

"I came in as fast as I can." He said to me, grinning widely as he assessed my body. "You look cozy," He mentioned, biting his bottom lip.

The look caused my insides to burn and my heart to accelerate.

"How was work?" I asked.

He shrugged. "It was work." He told me.

I nodded my head.

"So, you wanted to talk?" He pointed out.

"My parents have been gone for hours, so who knows when they'll come back." I stated as I took a step forward and grabbed him by his jacket collar and pulled him close to me. "So I don't want to talk."

I dragged him into a formidable, zealous smacker on the lips that I had no idea I had in me. It seems as though the kiss shocked him too because it knocked him off balance for a split second before he regained it again.

I impatiently began shoving his suede jacket off his muscular shoulders but I couldn't get very far because it was wasting time and I didn't have time to waste.

But it had to come off at some point?

I shook my hands off his jacket before I draped my arms around his neck and hopped onto him, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist.

He held my balance by gripping me from behind before swiftly moving until we hit the wall.

I pulled my hair the side to allow easy access for my neck and I was glad to see him take the opportunity by implanting long, sensual, kisses on my neck. The touch of his lips knocked my mind off course. I couldn't think. All that was tangible, was feeling! Feeling the amount of pleasure being thrown upon me at this very moment.

"Hmm…" He hummed, pulling away from my neck to look me in the eyes, frowning. "What's happening?"

"Nothing!" I sniggered, caressing his warm, rigid face. His face was so chiseled, it was a sculpture! "I just thought since we have free time to spare, maybe we could take it."

"Mhmm," He whispered, biting my lip lightly before shifting away to look me in the eye again.

I simpered as I glanced back at the nightstand.

"We have loads of time to use those," I said jokingly, gesturing to the box of condoms.

He followed my gaze before turning to face me. He just laughed before showering me with kisses again.

We pulled away from the wall with super speed to the bed, standing on the edge whilst kissing heavily.

Jake and I pulled away to smile at each other, having one normal romantic moment even for just split second before killing each other again.

His lips met mine in a zealous caress, our mouths yielding together in dire need for each other's touch. I smiled between the kiss until I recoiled and pushed him hard onto the bed.

The bed shook and made a thudding sound and I began gliding on him, planting my lips back on his with my hands gripping the pillow. I felt his large hand roam around my hips, up to the small of back as he pulled me in closer.

I couldn't help but shiver as I felt his fingers linger restlessly on the straps of my bra through my camisole. I pulled away from the kiss and flipped my hair to the side, with my eyes fully transfixed onto his gorgeous dark ones. He immediately pulled his hand away and dropped it.

"What?" I murmured to him as I clutched a handful of his shirt.

"Nothing," He muttered nervously. I groaned as I smashed my lips on his for a brief yet passionate kiss.

"You can do it." I assured him, gnawing my lip.

He looked me in the eye, frowning.

"Do what?" He asked me.

"Take my bra off." I murmured bluntly.

I, in fact, was shocked at my words. I mean I've never been that forward before, maybe it was the heat of the moment or I was excited, I don't know, maybe both but I feel comfortable. If you asked me months ago I probably wouldn't have been comfortable with a guy touching me in those…places but the fact that it's Jacob, I immediately just drop my guard.

"Are you sure?" He muttered to me with bated breath. I gnawed on my bottom lip.

"Are you comfortable with it?" I giggled to him.

I really hope he was because this was the most comfortable, comprising position I've ever been in and I loved it!

He laughed, placing his large hands on my thighs as I straddled his lap.

"Um…I don't know, I'm a guy I guess so I don't know if that answers that question." He said to me, staring at me with a cute grin. I giggled, leaning my head against his head and making our noses touch.

"What a senseless question," I rolled my eyes, brushing my lips against his.

"Senseless doesn't even cover it." He replied huskily. I smiled.

God I loved him!

"Jake…" I paused as I placed my hand against his burning face, propelling my thoughts into his brain. I was showing him what I wanted and needed from him which I was sure would get him to agree to anything.

For the past seven months we've been together, I developed the knowledge of how to get him to agree with anything I wanted. I know it sounds awful but come on, think about me here! I'm working with someone who is the sweetest, down-to earth person who only wants to make me happy! I have to take advantage of that? I'm just trying to get what I want I mean honestly, does that make me a bad person? Ugh! Sue me!

The second he flipped me over so he was hovering over me and smashed his lips back onto mine where they belonged, I just lost everything I was thinking. I was dazed.

He sure works fast, doesn't he?

Stop it Nessie! Focus!

I placed my hand on his rigid face, projecting all the images of whenever we kiss and what I felt every time, especially in this moment.

I heard him moan between our kiss and I felt him slowly lift my top up, revealing my stomach slightly. I smiled.

Yes!

It's happening! It's finally happening!

Jacob gripped my face in his hands as he managed to deepen the kiss even more. I ran my hands up and down his abs that were covered in fabric.

That needed to come off!

I pushed him back so he was sitting up on his knees and so was I. I shoved his suede jacket off his large, broad shoulders and tossed it to the side –not without struggle though.

Dammit! Why did he have to be so freaking tall?

I fiddled with the hem of his printed shirt and leisurely began lifting it up and slipping it over his head, putting his incredible physique on display.

After mesmerizing at his gorgeous body, his large arms engulfed me and his lips found mine again. I ran my fingers through his sleek black hair, gripping them with brute force and causing him to grunt involuntarily.

I moved away from his lips so I could place them on his collarbone, down to his chest as I began descending lower to where I wanted to be.

My fingers touched the waistband of his jeans and the buckle of his belt. I could feel his breath and pulse rising as I reached his lower half. I enjoy what I do to him.

No! Raunchy-Ness! Stay put!

I unhurriedly unbuckled him, and looked up at him to see him staring down at me. I grinned before grabbing him by the band and pulling him down as I collapsed onto the bed with him on top.

We both laughed hysterically and began touching each other again. I felt his arm lean over my head as he ran his finger over my hair whilst leaning in to capture my lips, his lips.

Our tongues danced together yet again as we connected our mouths together. I let go of his buckle to cup his face tightly in my grasp.

His hands were now gripping my waist tightly and lifting me up so I could feel his excitement. Ugh! I am so in love with this Jacob! The Jacob that took charged and not always being modest! I never saw this side of him before! I mean the only time I saw this was when he was dealing with the wolves and those were the times I felt most excited.

I smiled. With celerity, I maneuvered myself so I was on top of him, without departing from each other's lips.

He trailed his hand up and down my back, pleasing me with his touch. I felt his muscles clench beneath me and I just wanted to scream in delight. I was doing this to him!

He traced his tongue along my lips as it got super-heated.

Jacob! Please don't tease me!

He chuckled as if he felt my uneasiness and roamed his fingers over to the straps of my camisole. He slid them slowly off my creamy, porcelain shoulders –revealing my black bra strap –and moved his lips to kiss them very carefully.

I gasped as I gripped the nape of neck, closing my eyes and relishing in the pleasure he'd been bestowing upon me.

"Wait! Wait!" He paused, pulling away from my neck. "T-this is not right. We shouldn't be doing this."

"My parents aren't here. This is right! You feel it too. I know you did because just a second go, you wanted it just as much as me." I pointed out.

"Is this why you told me to come over? I thought you wanted to talk since we barely have enough time for that anyway." He said to me as he arched his back against the headboard.

"I know. I know." I said, shamefaced as I stared at his bare torso.

"I don't want to be the jerk that turns his girlfriend down but –"

"Then don't be!" I pleaded, placing both my hands on either side of his shoulders. "I mean, don't you want this? I mean, don't you want me?"

His eyes bored into mine.

"Of course I do! Nessie we've talked about this."

"No, you did. I just sat there mortified of rejection. Exactly how I am inside, right now." I told him.

He sighed, pursing his lips together. He ran his index finger over my cheek whilst he roamed my bare thigh with his freehand. I could feel my silky short being adjusted up and his fingers going through it, causing me to breathe heavily.

With the hand that was stroking my cheek; he grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me into him in a swift, fervent kiss. As much as I loved it, I knew he wasn't completely there.

I moved away quickly.

"I don't want you to feel like you want to do this to please me or that you have to. You're right. It should be at a moment when you feel ready."

"When we both feel ready. I know you're not completely ready either." He told me. I frowned.

Did he not think I was ready? Was all the seduction and crying not clear enough? I was ready.

"You may think you're ready but I can feel that you're not. That's why I'm stopping. You may not realize it yourself but you will and then you'll get back to me. Let's give it some time. We're still new; we'll get to that point. I mean we have forever!" He pointed out.

I couldn't believe this.

I can't wait till forever! I'm all about now!

"You're still youn –" He tried to say but I cut him off.

"Okay I get it! We'll wait." I said, hopping off his lap and throwing his clothes at him.

He sighed. "Ness. I didn't mean it –"

"I think it's better if you left. Sir McFurball's getting cranky and you know he doesn't like you." I told him, turning my back towards him as the cat jumped onto my lap.

I heard him tsk before I felt his weight off my bed. I gently stroked the cat's fur as I tried to swallow the lump forming in my throat.

"See you around, Ness." I heard him dismiss.

The tone in his voice made my heartbreak even more and I could feel the regret boiling in me.

I groaned in my head.

Screw this!

Forget it!

I spun around on my bed to see him making his way to the door as he shrugged his jacket on.

"Don't leave through the front door, remember? They'll smell your scent throughout the house when they enter." I told him, grinning.

Maybe waiting a while won't be too bad?

God! I'm going to regret this.

"Right," He sighed as he pulled his hand from the door knob.

I smiled sympathetically as I placed my cat to the ground and ran over to him, placing my hand on his bicep, stroking it gently as I let my freehand fall and lock with his.

"You're not mad at me?" He asked.

"How can I stay mad at you? It's physically impossible." I said, wrapping both arms around his large arm before planting a kiss on his shoulder.

I heard him scoff – as he dropped the subject – and felt him plant his lips on my head, leaving them on there for a while as I did to his shoulder before pulling away.

"This has proven to be harder than we thought." I said to him.

"Yeah, tell me about it. A month of only half a day of seeing each other? I'm shocked we actually got this far." He told me as we made our way to the window where he came in.

"We didn't exactly make it a month. I mean it's practically the middle of the night and here we are, sneaking in to see each other when we shouldn't." I said as a matter-of-factly. He groaned and I laughed.

"Okay, I guess a month without our normal sleepovers. How long do we have until we see each other again?" He asked me.

I glanced at my wristwatch. "Minus my first day of school hours and softball practice, I'd say sixteen hours and fifty-three minutes." I said as I let go of his hand and watched him slip out the window and bending down on the window pane, holding onto a tree branch as support.

He groaned yet again and I giggled as I leaned over the window seat.

"Damn, my shift is in the morning tomorrow. I need to be there at dawn." He told me as the thought journeyed through his brain.

I widened my eyes, hearing him cuss in frustration under his breath. I won't get to see him for breakfast?

I bit my bottom lip nervously.

"Well what about afterschool? I could see you then." I pointed out.

"I can't. My boss wants me on Standby since he had to let go of some mechanics to cut down on costs. My shift has to go through all day and night." He pointed out.

"I can't even see you at the garage because your boss wasn't particularly happy about my last visit." I said, running a hand through my hair before letting it fall.

I shut my eyes. "This is not happening," I said.

I felt his hand touch my cheek and his thumb gently caressing it lightly, causing both my cheeks to burn.

"I feel like somebody has a vendetta against us. It's like someone has this plan to break us apart." I pointed out with a chuckle as I opened my eyes.

"Your dad," He said, grinning.

I scoffed, forming a small smile as I pressed my palm on the back of his hand as he continued stroking my cheek.

"I guess we'll text then." I stated.

"Yeah," He agreed.

I gnawed my bottom lip. "Are you sure you can't stay a little longer? I doubt my parents will back for at least an hour." I told him.

"I wouldn't count on that. Not matter if it's their eighth wedding anniversary or not." He told me.

I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, valid point!"

Yes! Vampires do celebrate anniversaries. Well mine that is. So human influenced! But hey, Jake and I's one year anniversary is only five months away and I'm currently thinking about our plans –or should I say his plans – of how we're going to spend it.

We could have a picnic under the stars, drive around in his rabbit and watch a movie, we could spend it feeding geese at the park or we could -

Anyway, since my mom and dad were practically hovering over me every two seconds, when I realized their anniversary was approaching, I couldn't contain my ecstatication (if that even is a real word) and I knew they haven't exactly been hoo-hah excited as they were in the beginning but I made sure to bring out the excitement in them. I wasn't going to mess up this moment.

So yes! I admit! I've been planning this night for a very long time because any opportunity to be with Jake, I'd take it full on! No takebacks! No prisoners! Just Jake and I spending some time together. Is that too much to ask?

"What are you going to do for your last night of freedom?"

I laughed. "I don't know, maybe chill. Prepare for tomorrow."

"Dork," He mentioned. I gasped, punching his chest, causing him to laugh and lean back slightly which scared me for a half a second. "You're my dork though."

I felt my cheeks burn.

"Alright, go home before I keep you here all night and I'll be grounded forever!" I said. He chuckled.

"I love you so much," He told me.

"As I love you," I replied. He smiled as he dipped his head in to peck my lips gently.

I couldn't get enough of kissing him.

But clearly he can because he pulled away way too quickly to frown and sniff the air like some dog (pun clearly intended there, I mean come on!).

"What?" I asked as concern smothered my face as I watched his alert expression.

"Your parents! I can smell their scents and I hear your dad's Volvo tire squeaking. They're on their way!" He mentioned in panic.

My eyes widened. "Oh my god! They're going to know you're here."

It's going to take hours for his scent to leave my room. Well at least enough so my parents wouldn't smell the powerful dog stench. Oh my god! I'm dead.

"It'll be too late if I leave now then." He stated quickly.

I gnawed my bottom lip as I ran my eyes over his dark clothes, dark suede jacket, blue, California-themed printed shirt, camo pants and boots. I glanced out the dark neighborhood surrounded by Oak trees before looking up at my mate's face.

"Give me your socks!" I demanded randomly.

"What? Why?" He questioned.

"So that I have something to back me up," I told him. "It's weird I know! Now give me your socks! Now! Socks off!"

He scoffed. "Why can't I give you my jacket?" He asked.

"'Coz my parents know you left the house with your jacket on Jacob! They wouldn't think you left with your socks!" I said.

He frowned, processing my suggestion for a second before suddenly shoving his ankle boots off.

"Good point," He said as he slipped his socks off. "I don't like clothes anyway." He told me as he folded them into a ball before throwing it at me.

I sniffed the socks before croaking.

"Don't you wash these?!" I accused.

"Hey, you said you wanted my socks! You never said you wanted clean ones." He pointed out.

I shook my head. "Okay, go! Go!" I said, waving him off.

"Okay, love you. Night!" He whispered, giving me one last kiss.

"You too. Bye!" I whispered before I watched him leap off the window pane and hit the ground and running into the woods where I told him to leave his bike.

I exhaled heavily as I heard his bike disappear into the distance. I heard my dad's car appear from the tar road across the other side of the house and I immediately dispersed from the window seat, shutting my window almost too quickly.

I stared at my bed.

Dammit.

His scent could be all over it.

"Crap." I stated as I ran with supernatural celerity into my closet to grab all the clothing I could find and went into my room, rubbing my dress over my sheets to mask his scent with mine before shoving my dress in the laundry.

I sighed as I threaded my fingers through my hair in frustration. I stared at the ground to see his wallet on the side of my bed.

I blinked.

We're definitely going to do this at his apartment next time.

After a couple of minutes, my mom and dad entered the house.

"I'm telling you, Edward! That guy totally deserved to end up with that girl! You cannot tell me you could read it in her mind who she wanted to be with, it's a movie screen!" I heard my mother argue with him.

"You don't know the depth of my capabilities, love." Edward said.

"Okay and I'm guessing you knew the guy was going to kill that assassin didn't you? You're no Alice."

"No, but I do know movies." He argued.

She laughed. "Okay, I'm just going to check on our daughter. I'm pretty sure she'll get a kick out of it and side with me."

"Mhmm…no she won't," Dad replied.

"Edward!" Bella fought back as I heard her climb up the stairs.

A split second later, I heard a light tap on my door.

"Enter!" I called.

My mother popped her head in to see me reading a book as I sat up against the headboard in my covers. She entered the room with a bright smile on her immortally beautiful face.

"Reading on your last night of freedom? God! I thought I was a dork." She told me.

I giggled. "You sound just like Jacob."

She smiled as she took a seat on the edge of my bed. She looked so beautiful with her hair sleeked to the side, perfectly curled and her ruby earrings on full display. She was dressed in a hot red slit dress with a black fur coat wrapped over her shoulders.

"Mom, I still can't believe you went to the movies looking like this!" I said, gesturing to her bombshell of a body.

She groaned. I knew how uncomfortable she was dressing some revealingly and elegantly but I guess she learned to get used to it since that's the type of family she was brought into.

"Thing is, this wasn't the typical theater. We watched the movie after watching the live-action plays of Pride and Prejudice and Wuthering Heights at the Dramatic Theater of Arts in LA. It's this top-notch, black tie event that your dad couldn't wait to take me too I'm guessing. Alice picked this dress out for me months ago."

"Well she got it right… again!"

"I don't care anymore. I was just glad I got to see two of my favorite novels turned into a play so perfectly portrayed. I wish you were there." She smiled.

"And ruin and witness all the romance between my mom and dad. No thank you!" I giggled. "I'm glad you and dad enjoyed yourselves. I didn't know dad had it in him…well actually I did. I'm impressed."

She smiled as she assessed my room. "Why does it stink of dog?

"Oh, uh, it must be Jacob. He left his socks here earlier." I told her.

She furrowed her eyebrows as she eyed me carefully.

"Uh huh…" She hummed as she hopped off my bed and ran over to the edge of my window, lifting it open to look out the window before shutting it and running to my closet.

"Mom! Don't tell me you're running a full body cavity search right now, it's bad enough you don't trust me to put a lock on my door." I told her.

She reappeared, with a saddened facial expression on her face.

"I know. I know, sweetie." She sighed as she took a seat on the edge of my bed and began stroking my leg. "Of course we trust you it's just..."

"Now it's a crime to have some clothing to remind me of Jacob?" I pointed out.

"Hey, don't make us feel guilty for this. It's our job to give you some punishment after what you did."

"I know. I know. But it's been a month and as much as I love hanging out with my old folks, I miss my boyfriend." I chuckled.

She sighed. "I know." She replied.

I groaned as I grabbed his socks and sniffed them.

Even over the nasty unclean scent, I could smell his familiar scenty scent on them. The scent I cherished dear to me and needed right now!

I noticed my mom give me an odd look.

"You guys are some weird couple." She said.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"So, what are you going to do for your last night?" She asked me.

"Um, I don't know maybe I'll just –" I said, waving my book at her before being cut off by my phone vibrating on my nightstand. I stretched my hand out to grab it to read a text sent by Felicity.

You - Me - Out tonight! Be there in five to pick you out.

"I guess I'll just go out with Felicity." I laughed. "Please?"

She smiled. "Okay, go. Don't forget your curfew, it's a school night."

I smiled as I hopped out of my covers, slipping into my slippers before bending down to kiss my mom on the cheek.

"Thank you!"

A/N: Omg! The year's almost over! 2016 is almost done you guys. I hope you guys had a good one! I know I did.

There you have it folks! The first chapter of Setting Dusk! I have to tell you. This is going to be a rough, bumpy, crazy, yet exciting ride! I am so excited to venture in this, it's going to be totally out of my comfort zone so don't be surprised if things turn angst, overly comical or pretty um…R-rated (Joking there, or am I?) No I'm joking. If people aren't comfortable with these scenes, tell me in your reviews.

So, just to kick start the inspiration train, I'd like you all to review please! I'm really excited for this one and if I get crazy amounts of reviews for my very first chapter, I'd probably freak and write like a maniac!

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