Renesmee Cullen

I woke up bright and early the next morning. I slept for two hours last night. The rest of the six hours I was supposed to have purely for sleep, I kept tossing and turning instead.

I finally came to the decision that it was pointless trying to fall asleep and fully pushed myself to awaken at six o'clock in the morning. For the next four hours, I decided watch some movies and videos on my MacBook before I declared I had enough.

I saw my Dream Journal staring directly at me from my nightstand.

I shut my laptop and placed it on the side before I extended my hand out to reach for the leather-bound book. I opened it, skimming through all my memories and dreams I inserted into this book before I got to two clean empty pages.

Should I start writing now?

I still had eighty-sum pages left. Maybe for eighty days or less, I could finish this journal?

I grabbed the pen sticking from the side and clicked it open and began jotting words.

October, 25th, 2014

Dear Journal,

Um…It's me again! I know it's been like forever since the last time I wrote a journal entry in your creamy, perfectly lined pages which by the way still smells like vanilla and lilacs after so many years! What product have you been using all this time? Lol.

Anyway…you seem to be having a much better life than mine right now. My life's been a whole Soap Opera ever since the family moved here. I mean, it hasn't been all bad though, I got three best friends that will last a lifetime out of being here and it's the place where Jacob and I FINALLY got together…

Jacob…

Jacob.

I shook the image of his handsome face from my head.

But…But recently…things, well, a lot of things haven't been roses and sunshine, in fact, it's been like The Twilight Zone meets American Horror Story ever since we came here. It doesn't make sense. Nothing makes sense. The family's been on edge with this whole Charles situation and we've also gotta worry about Carter's fast paced growth. My family doesn't wanna talk about it with me but…I know something's up.

Am I being ridiculous for wanting to be involved in the conversation?

I can't believe my parents still think I'm young! I may be eight but I'm old enough to understand.

Anyway, today would be different. I was going to fake a smile but I'll make sure my parents know how deeply this affects me. Maybe only then they'll notice their daughter.

I sighed as I shut my journal and locked it before hopping off the bed and sauntering over to my dresser to slip it into one of the drawers.

I exhaled another heavy sigh before running to my walk-in closet to slip into some workout gear before reappearing into my room seconds later.

As I tied the laces of my tennis shoes, I heard the distinct ringtone of my phone reach my ears. I darted my head up to see my phone's screen lighting up as it vibrated. I walked over to get to, only to realize that the caller was Jake.

I contemplated whether to answer it or let it ring.

I must have fought with my thoughts for a while because suddenly all the ringing and vibrating stopped. I snapped back to reality and tapped onto his caller ID where I saw a long list of voicemails I neglected to listen to and automatically decided to tap onto the most recent one.

"It's me again! Jake! Your boyfriend…or not since you haven't answered my sixteen call. Look, Nessie…I know you're angry after you stormed out yesterday night but come on, Ness. I'm worried about you. I can't eat without thinking about you and you know how much I love my food."

I scoffed.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter…just…please call me! I love you –"

I stopped the voicemail right then and there.

I gnawed my bottom lip.

No, Nessie! Don't fall prey to his words! You're winning this argument.

You're reasonable.

Don't be tempted to call him back.

I exhaled heavily as I slipped my phone into the back pocket of my workout short sweats and snatched my headsets before walking out of my room, down the stairs to the kitchen.

I was going for a jog today. I used to love doing it back at Forks but I stopped ever since I came here. I thought of jogging as a time to vent out my innermost thoughts and feelings to something, or someone that was not there. It was my therapy so to say.

"Did they manage to find it?" I heard my mom's voice whisper to my father.

This caused me to halt mid-way to the kitchen and I placed my back against the creamy wall as I listened into the conversation.

"No. I think someone else got to it before we did." My dad replied.

What?

What are they talking about?

"So, what do you suppose we do from now on? Try to stay out of it?" Bella asked.

"There's nothing else we can do. We have a lot more problems to deal with." I heard my father say before everything immediately fell silent.

I took that as a sign to waltz into the room and sauntered my way over to the refrigerator.

"Good morning, Renesmee." My mother said with her usual jolly tone.

I forced a smile as I pulled the tub of water and grabbed my flask from the cupboard.

"How did you sleep?" My father followed up.

"Good." I quickly answered.

"W-what were you talking about?" I questioned with curiosity as I poured the water in the flask.

"Nothing you need to worry your little head about, sweetheart." My dad replied softly.

I rolled my eyes.

"Figured." I half-whispered and mouthed inaudibly which I was sure they caught but decided not to make an issue out of it.

"Um…your breakfast's on the table." My mom told me.

I darted my head to the dining table to see a plate of tuna sandwich with hash browns, eggs and streaky bacon on the side.

"Thanks but I'm actually going for a jog," I passed on her offer as I slipped the jug back into the refrigerator.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat before your jog?"

"Mom! I don't want spew my guts out on the sidewalk and cause an accident." I laughed.

She looked concerned. "Ness, do you really want to go for a jog? I mean it's cold this morning."

"How would you know?" I chuckled.

She never gets cold.

"I'm just saying, it's almost winter and I don't want –"

"Me to get sick?" I finished. "Mom, I've never gotten sick ever since I had that bad deer five years ago. I'll be fine! Plus, it's sixty-two degrees out. Perfectly normal!"

"Well, be careful." Bella told me.

"Right." I rolled my eyes as I began to head out.

"Renesmee," My father warned.

I spun around to look at my parents.

"Your mother's serious. Be careful out there. If you see anything –"

"Like what? An antelope?"

He ignored. "If you see anything…just run and call us."

I forced a reassuring smile. "Okay, dad!" I snorted. "Good to know you actually care about me!"

"What does that supposed to mean?" They both asked.

I shook my head.

"I can take care of myself." I told them before quickly heading out before they try to say anything more annoying.

I placed my flask in my ankle holster before pulling my phone out and scrolling through my workout playlist and popping Echosmith's Cool Kids track.

For the next twenty minutes, I had been jogging through the neighborhood before taking the route through the trail leading to the deep woods.

I halted in my tracks when the music suddenly stopped when my phone vibrated in my hip holster. I pulled it out to see Alex's Caller ID on my screen.

I grinned as I answered.

"Morning, Lex!" I greeted with a pant.

"Hello, sunshine!" She said. "Why are you panting? Are you and Jacob –?"

"I'm just on a jog. What's up?" I asked her.

"Well nothing much really, just checking up on my good ole gal pal!" She said, however I could sense by the tone in her voice, she was containing something.

"How are you enjoying your weekend so far with Seth and his family?" I asked the question.

She gasped. "Took you long enough to ask." She exclaimed.

I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

"But no, it's great! We got to La Push around midnight and there I was thinking everybody was asleep but nope! I instead saw the entire town cheering and rain dancing when they saw Seth."

I chuckled. "It's not a town, it's the reservation and the people you saw rain dancing were the tribe."

"Oh, I know! I'm getting an A to Z seminar tonight at a bonfire at Jacob's dad's house. Seth said they'll be telling tribal stories?" She said.

"Oh, yes! I love those." I said, sighing as I reminisced. "And Jacob's dad tells them in the best way…"

"How's Jake's dad though? Seth tells me he's intimidating?"

"It depends on how you define intimidating? A big man, with a brooding, deep voice that can cut you real deep." I said as I shuddered. "Just picture Jacob but with an older, wiser face and on a wheelchair."

"Oh, that's Jacob's dad? I saw him talking to three really huge, muscular guys and Sue's husband, your granddad right?"

"Yeah." I chuckled. "Those guys you're talking about are probably Sam, Jared and Paul. They're Jacob and Seth's friends, more like brothers and they're the OG Werewolves."

"Right! I actually talked to Paul, was it? He's with Jake's sister right? Complicated family tree by the way." She pointed out.

I nodded, despite the fact she couldn't see me.

"He sounds like a meathead or maybe it's just me."

I chuckled. "It's not just you, trust me but he was a lot worse before. I think he simmered down now ever since he became a dad."

"Mmm," She replied. "Well, Seth's mom's awesome! I mean, she's literally the perfect mom."

"Aww!" I laughed. "That's cute. So you two hit it off?"

"Right off the bat, I guess. She's a better mom than my mom will ever be."

I fell silent almost immediately.

"Alex –"

She cut me off though.

"I didn't know Seth was such a momma's boy! It's adorable and embarrassing at the same time." She laughed.

I smiled.

"I know it's only been a couple hours, but this place is actually growing on me. I don't know if this is the amount of food I had last night talking but I wouldn't mind moving here in the future. Maybe I could move here next year? Immediately after graduation!"

"Wow! That's definitely the food talking, Alex! You're thinking of moving?"

"I don't know, the people here seem like my people. Wanna know something funny? I'm actually a quarter Cherokee."

"What?"

"Yeah! Well, I think my mom's mother was half-Native American and half-Filipino whilst her dad was full-Italian. So basically, I'm home."

I laughed. "That's cool. So you're going to meet everybody today?"

"Yes, I'm also gonna meet Leah, Seth's sister. Paul said she's a bitch?"

"No!" I said. "Well…I don't know. I mean, she can get a little rude at times."

"Wow! Then we're going to get along well." She said.

I frowned. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or actually was serious.

"Anyway, you sound frustrated. What's up?" She asked.

I rolled my eyes. "It's just my parents being their usual annoying parental selves again."

"Gahh, I hate that. What did they do this time?"

"Remember Charles Ainsworth? Our once-History teacher turned bad vampire who threatened to kill us last year?"

"How could I forget?"

"Well, he's back in town!"

"What?!" I heard Alex shriek from the line.

"Yeah! And my family are acting as if nothing is happening…around me! Everytime I'm in the room and I know they're talking about it, they just stop talking. It's like they're hiding a secret from me that I don't already know or they just don't think I can handle it. They think I'm immature."

"You're the most mature teenage girl I know, Ness." She chuckled.

"Then why am I stuck doing babysitting duty, watching over my cousin Carter whilst they have 'adult talk'?"

"I don't know, Ness." She sighed.

"And get this, Jake even agrees with what they're doing! My own boyfriend, someone who is supposed to agree with me is siding with my family! Ugh! It's so frustrating. Jake thinks it's not my place to ask questions? Can you believe that?"

"I hate to break it to you, sister but I actually Jake is right. You are being ridiculous."

I gasped.

What?

Didn't she just praise me for being a mature teenager? Now she's bashing me?

"You're on his side?"

"Sorry?" She said, sounding sympathetic.

"I thought we were best friends, Alex! How could you?!" I accused.

"Look! I'm all for wanting to be heard? It took me almost 18 years to actually stand up to my father, my mother on the other hand is a work-in progress but that doesn't matter. What I'm saying is, as your best friend, some things in the family…don't really involve us, you know?"

"Of course I know that but –––"

"It's none of your business! And you need to accept that."

"Wow! Way to euphemize it, Alex."

"What is that?"

"Euphemize…you know? To sugarcoat?"

"Whatever you wanna call it, but it's the truth. You need to start listening to your beau, he's right."

"Yeah well, I've already been brought down by my boyfriend. I'm not about to be brought down by my ex-best friend."

"That- That is why your family thinks you're immature, Nessie." She sighed.

"I am not immature!" I shouted.

"That's what an immature person would say."

I growled. "Gah! I'm hanging up!"

"Come on, Ness. Just because I'm being brutally honest with your bronze-head ass, you just wanna –"

"Goodbye, Alex!" I said before hanging up on her.

I shook my head.

I couldn't believe this.

Everyone is saying the same thing.

They're all being unreasonable.

Right?

I decided to not get myself worked up on this issue and just continue with what I came here to do.

Jog!

As I was about to switch back to my playlist, I suddenly felt a very disturbing aura coming from behind me. Someone was out there. Someone was spying on me. I could sense it.

As if my thoughts were answers, I heard the quick swishy patter of feet approaching me from behind and I immediately spun around to grab the attacker's arm and flung him over my shoulders, causing him to land hard –on his back –onto the rocky, grassy surface.

"Ah!" The potential attacker screeched out in agony.

I inhaled a heavy, shaky breath.

I got a closer look at his face and I was amazed at who I saw.

"Nahuel?" I questioned.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with anger.

"Nahuel!" I growled.

But then realization hit.

"Nahuel! Oh my god!" I exclaimed in shock as I covered my mouth with my hands.

"God! I think I broke something." He cried.

"Yep! I did. Ugh!" He croaked before uttering something in Portuguese.

I immediately over to his side, trying to help him up.

"I am so sorry!" I uttered out as he stood up.

He grumbled as he held onto his back.

"I am terribly sorry! I didn't know it was you! I thought you were an attacker." I said, holding onto his arm.

"I totally deserved that! I didn't mean to frighten you, mi carina." He said to me with a half-smile, half grimace.

I smiled slightly. "Are you okay? Did I hurt you that bad?"

"N-No. Not really. I think." He said with confused eyes as his back ached.

I chuckled nervously.

"I'll heal." He told me.

"You have great reflexes, by the way!"

"Well I guess it's one of the perks of being a hybrid."

"Clearly, that didn't work for me today." He joked.

I laughed. "Right! This is a wake-up call! That you can't sneak up on a girl ever again, especially me."

He snickered. "Duly noted."

"What are you doing here anyway?"

He shook off the pain and turned to face me.

"Um…just jogging around the neighborhood."

"You do that?" I asked.

He nodded.

"I do that too. Well…I used to, but I've been pretty busy lately but recently I just got back into it. My parents and Jacob think I'm crazy since I don't need it because I'm really healthy –which won't change – but that's not how I see it. I see jogging as a time to vent –"

"Out your innermost thoughts and feelings into a non-existing therapeutic realm." He told me.

I stared into his glistening brown eyes and smiled.

That's exactly how I thought of it.

"Yeah, exactly!" I giggled, digging my hands into my embroidered sporty, bomber hoodie.

He grinned back at me.

"I love your workout getup by the way. Even in a sweating activity, you still manage to look beautiful."

"Haha! Very funny." I said, giving him a light punch on the shoulder.

He smirked. "It's not horseplay. I am serious."

I felt my cheeks burn.

"I figured." I giggled nervously, glancing at the ground. "Is that what you say to all the ladies you meet on these jogs?"

"Just one I believe is the absolute truth."

"Okay, Nahuel! I think you also hit your head on that fall of yours." I teased.

He laughed.

I smelt the metallic scent of blood flood through my nostrils.

"You're bleeding." I told him.

He frowned. "What?"

"Your back. I think it's bleeding." I told him. "Can you take your shirt off?"

He frowned, but flashed a knowing smirk.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, I just wanna see." I told him.

"Okay." He sighed as he pulled his shirt over his head and turned his back towards me.

There it was.

My thoughts were correct.

There was a string of crimson-red blood oozing out of a massive bruised cut on his muscled backbone.

"Is it bad?" He asked.

My lips quivered as I tried to find the correct words to say.

"Um…nope! It's not that bad…at all!" I chuckled nervously.

I immediately snatched my flask from my ankle and went to grab a large, soft leaf from the bush.

"This is going to sting a little." I said, placing my hand on his warm broad shoulder.

I popped open the lid and gently poured the cold water onto the wound, causing him to echo out in pain.

I hissed. "Sorry. I warned you that it'll sting a little."

"More like a lot!" He cried out.

"Don't be such a big cry-baby." I teased. He growled.

I laughed as I continued pouring the water all around his wound before gently pressing patches of the wound with the leaf, before discarding it and grabbing a few other leaves. One of them, I used to clear out the rest of the dripping blood leaving him in just a blood-free, pus-oozing cut which began developing some blood again.

I used the others –sticky leaves – to place them softly onto the wound to cover it up.

"Where did you learn to do this?" He asked me.

I shrugged as I placed another leaf on his shoulder.

"From my Granddad, my dad, books…and I watched a lot of those Discovery survival documentaries."

"Naked and Afraid?" He asked.

I laughed. "No! How do you even know about that show?"

"Hey, I haven't been living under a rock."

"But you might as well been since you were in hiding for over a century?" I pointed out.

"Yeah, well…I have a sister who is so in love with the human world that I've been easily exposed to it."

"Jennifer?" I asked. He nodded. "That's nice."

"You sound unhappy. Your usual glowing face does not have its natural gleeful complexion today." He pointed out.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Um…thanks for the subtle compliment." I said.

He glanced at me.

"You noticed?" I pointed out. "It's nothing. It's just…I'm annoyed and hurt that people don't think I'm capable of doing certain things in life, s'all."

"People being your family?" He said. "Friends?" He added. I nodded. "Jacob?"

I halted my hands on his back and waved my head up, meeting with his eyes that were staring directly into mine.

Did I trust him enough to vent out to him?

Would he understand?

Or would he just think like everybody else?

"They just think I'm fragile and I'm not, you know."

"You are fragile." He said. I glared. "But only because you're just that strong of a person. I see your strength, Nessie. That's one of qualities that fascinate me about you Renesmee. That you're able to tackle things normal young women like yourself don't even attempt. Your determination, tenacity, your wit. It's alluring."

I smiled politely. "At least I have one person who sings my praises. Everyone still sees me as a vulnerable eight-year-old kid."

"That is how everyone will see you since you're a hybrid but me, I wouldn't because I know exactly how you feel."

"Hybrid nation," I laughed.

"Yes." He said to me with the most charming smile I've ever seen on him.

I exhaled a heavy sigh.

"I think this will cover up the wound and help speed up the healing process. It's possibly going to be itchy but refrain from taking it off for a few hours." I told him as he turned around to look at me, his light chocolate skin glistening from the sweat.

"Thank you, mi carina." He told me.

I smiled, nodding my head.

"I think I'm going to go north. I need to put in my minutes or else I'll declare myself as a slacker."

He nodded as he threw his shirt on.

"I guess I will see you when I see you."

I nodded, bidding one last goodbye before we both went our separate ways.

Little did I know, there was something else lurking in the background.

Something deadly.

… …

Jacob Black

I have been trying to call Nessie's cell for the past eight hours and thirty-two minutes –that's only minus the hours I presumed she was asleep.

"Jake!" Mike's voice echoed in my head.

I darted my head up from my screen with the picture of Nessie's beautiful face smiling at the camera.

"Come back to earth and help me with this truck." He told me.

I took one more glance at my lock-screen with my mate's gorgeous smile before implanting it in my mind. I locked my screen and placed my phone onto the counter before running over to Mike's station.

"Can you grab the jack right at the corner to lift this piece-a-crap truck up?" He asked as he grabbed the slide.

He had his goggles on so I'm sure he wouldn't noticed if I lifted the car up with my bare hands, right?

I sighed as I hurled the car up before watching him slide underneath.

"Thanks man. That was quick." He chuckled.

"I still can't believe boss wants us to work on a frickin' Sunday morning." He said.

"It's his anniversary next week man. He wants to get laid."

"And this truck will get that for him?"

"Hey! He's the one who said he can make anything old look cool and hip."

"Yeah but we're actually doing all the work."

"Working overtime means more money-money-money!" He stated. "What's wrong with you today man?"

"I don't know, man." I replied. "Lady Problems, I guess."

He chuckled. "You're not getting laid?"

I rolled my eyes.

Dick.

But he wasn't wrong.

"Not today. Not ever I think." I told him.

"Come to this new exotic club, Randy's that just opened up downtown with me and the rest of the gang tonight man! I'm sure we can find you a hot piece of ass somewhere there."

"Are you talking about that new strip club?" I asked.

"So you've heard of it!" He said.

"My roommate keeps talking about it."

Embry is suck a dick.

"Bring him too! He sounds like our people." He stated.

"Yeah, your people." I snickered.

"Hand me the wrench." He said.

I glanced around and stretched my hand out to snatch the wrench from the counter and handed it to him.

"Thanks, dude." He said. "Look! We've all been through some girl issues before and we always seem to find pleasure in the end. It's just sex."

"I'm planning to ever do that to my girl."

"Do you actually believe she's the one?"

"She is the one." I growled. "She will always be the one for me."

He chuckled. "Whipped Cream!" He said.

I rolled my eyes.

That's the term the guys always referred me to when I talk about Nessie. I don't care. I don't see them finding steady partners ever in their lives.

"If she's the one then why aren't you planning on marrying this girl?"

I thought.

"It's not that simple."

"Do you wanna marry her?"

"Yeah," I quickly replied.

Yeah. Sure!

"I would marry her. I want to. For her. For us. But the whole institution of it all, the whole showy display of affection seems staged to me. Going to a court, the judge declaring us married. That's what I prefer. We're still married at the end of the day, there's no difference. That's all I need but…I don't know. She doesn't see it that way."

"I may suck at relationships since I've had a bad track record but I learned that ladies want the things we don't want but we still gotta make them happy in the end. Do you think our dear ole dads' wanted to throw a lavish ceremony when they met our moms? My Jewish dad loved my mom but hated going to weddings and he dreaded having to propose to my mom and throw a big shebang but he had no choice."

"Huh, you're Jewish?"

"Yeah! I'd show you my circumcised –"

"I'd rather not." I told him.

He shrugged.

"Anyway, what I'm saying is. If you love this girl, you gotta give up some of your bachelor mentality and prepare yourself for manicures and pedicures for the rest of your life."

I laughed. "If you can look over your dickhead, perverted mind, and crappy personality, manly stupidity, screwed up way of life…You actually have the potential to be a great boyfriend to a lucky lady."

"Aww! Thanks man." He replied. "You can take the jack out."

As he slid out from underneath, I lowered down the car to the ground.

He shot up and pulled his goggles off.

"Hey, Mike." I began.

He turned around.

"So one of my buddies wedding's coming up before Thanksgiving weekend."

"We just jumped from talking about how lame weddings are to talking about a wedding."

I laughed. "It's not like that."

He smiled.

"Well…I was thinking. If you're interested, you can tag along?"

"As your plus-one?"

"No. As my roommate's, Embry, plus-one." I said. He nodded. "There's a girl I'd like you to meet –"

"You got a picture?" He asked, not giving me any time to complete my sentence.

I laughed as I walked over to the counter to grab my phone and began scrolling through my gallery.

When I found one of Leah's more girly pictures –Charlie and Sue's wedding – I showed him.

"She's pretty hot." He said with a suggestive smirk. "What is her name?"

"Leah,"

"Nice." He said.

I nodded.

Well, she's not nice.

But I guess you'll have to deal with that.

"Sure. I'll go."

"Great!"

"She doesn't have ex-boyfriend issues? There's not gonna be some big guy I'll have to compete with?"

Leah's never had a boyfriend since Sam. Most of the guys that tried to approach her almost got their heads chopped off…by her!

"Trust me, you don't have anything to worry about in that department."

"Yo! Jake!" Embry's voice suddenly came into view.

I darted my head to the opening to see Embry gesturing for me to come over.

"Excuse me, my annoying roommate's here."

"That's Embry?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Sup, dude!" Mike stated.

Embry saluted back.

"I'll catch you later man," He said, patting my arm before heading back to the man.

"What's up?" I questioned.

"Well, nothing much. Just that…you didn't tell me you forgot to pay the electricity this month and I was stuck showering in cold water with no TV!" He growled.

I groaned as I remembered what I needed to do today.

"Dammit! I totally spaced, dude! I'm sorry." I told him.

"What's wrong with you these last two nights? You've lost focus."

"I got into a fight with Nessie and –"

"Never mind I asked." He told me. "Anyway, you owe me $220." He said to me.

"Sure sure, I'll give it to you later." I said.

He shook his head. "Now!"

I glared and growled at him. "I don't have that kind of money on me right now, Em."

"Then gimme your credit card." He told me.

"What do you want with it?"

"I wanna buy condoms." He told me.

"You want to buy $220 worth of condoms?"

"Yes! No! I just don't have cash right now after I paid for the electricity bill so I need condoms ASAP!"

"I have some in my drawers." I told him.

"Seth took those with him."

I sighed.

Dammit!

Can't these guys go a day without wanting to have sex?

I sighed as I dug into my pocket and pulled out my wallet.

Hell no will I give him my credit card.

We're best friends but we're not a couple!

"I have $50," I said, pulling out a couple of notes.

He snatched the money.

"Thanks man." He said, shoving it in his pockets. "I'm picking Jennie up from work today."

"Oh! So that's what you need the condoms for?" I laughed.

Should have known.

"It's the third time this week I've been giving her a ride home. And you know what they say about the number three…Three's a charm!"

"So it's like your third date?"

"You could say that." He said.

"Yet she doesn't know it."

He shrugged. "So?"

I shook my head. "You're an ass."

"I know. Should I also get you a pack?"

I snarled.

"Oh…wait…you're having girl troubles, right? Well, I guess you can throw sex out the window. More for me." He said.

I kicked him in the ass, causing him to laugh as he ran to his truck.

"You're an ass! Asshole!" I shouted.

… …

Renesmee Cullen

I got back from my hour and a half long jog to an empty house. I walked into the kitchen where I found a note stuck onto one of the refrigerator doors.

We're out on a little hunting trip

With the rest of the family

Will be back around 12:30

We left a sandwich for you in the fridge

If you're hungry

Love you, baby girl

-Mom and Dad

"Figures," I said as I snatched the paper and crumbled it up before tossing it in the trash.

As I opened the refrigerator, the loud, chiming sounds of my cat's meow reached my ears as my cat made his way to me.

"Morning, Sir McFurball! How was your nap?" I asked as I pulled the plate of the tuna sandwich out and took the glass jug full of orange juice.

I moved over to the kitchen island where the cat hopped onto and went to sniff the plate.

"Nope! This is my food." I said to him.

He whimpered, pleading with his glistening eyes.

Ugh! I was done for.

"Okay! I'll share with you half of the tuna." I said.

I began walking to over to grab a saucer from the cupboard and knife from the cabinet before walking over to the island again and scrapping off the tuna from one side of bread onto the saucer.

"There! Happy?"

He meowed before digging into his plate.

I smiled as I took a bite out of my tuna sandwich.

After a few seconds of eating together in peace and quietness, I heard a knock coming from the door which jostled McFurball a little but didn't cause him to stop enjoying his meal.

I hopped off the island chair after my last bite and sauntered my way to the door.

Another knock.

"I'm coming!" I retorted.

I opened the door to see the tall, dark, handsome figure that belonged to one Jacob Black.

I was immediately stunned.

I didn't know how to feel seeing him.

I haven't seen him in over fifteen, maybe even sixteen hours.

It took us a long to register that we haven't said a word to each other for a very long period of time.

"Hi," I managed to utter out but I'm sure it came out as an unsure whisper.

"Hey," He said with a smile that only he could master.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

He inhaled a shaky breath before answering.

"Okay! I'm going to talk and you're going to listen. You're not going to walk out on me the same way you did last night and you're most definitely not going to shut the door on me, you understand?"

I didn't reply.

But I think he took that as a go-ahead.

"I should have listened to you before okay. I'm an idiot. I know you're not immature and I know you want to be included and you feel that you aren't and I should have sided with you, instead, I made you feel even more excluded and I'm sorry."

I folded my arms together.

"I love you, Nessie. With everything that I have…I love you." He expressed. "And I can honestly say, I'll probably say some idiotic things in the future that makes a guy! I'm a guy! A stupid guy! But you're the one person who can put me straight. You ground me, Nessie! And I never ever want to be the reason why you're mad. I don't ever want to make you mad again."

I pursed my lips together as I listened to him and realized I was probably unreasonable myself.

I took a step forward and pressed my hand against his hot cheek.

We're not perfect, Jake. Maybe I was a little immature to think that I needed to be involved in my family's lives. Think about all the times I didn't want my parents to be so engrossed in what goes on in my life, the least I could do was do the favor and you made me see that. I, too, am sorry, Jacob. I projected.

He grinned as he held my hand and laced his fingers with mine, locking them together.

"My parents will be gone for an hour and a half."

"Okay." He replied with a slight nod.

"So…" I began, swaying our interlocked hands around.

"So…" He whispered.

"Maybe we could spare the time?"

"Yes! Yes! Please!" He said with an eager nod.

I giggled as I took a step backwards as I allowed him to enter.

"I think we'll need more than an hour and a half." He whispered, dropping our laced hands before grabbing my face in his grasp, kicking the door closed.

"You think?" I teased.

He bit his lower lip, humming as he nodded his head.

I gnawed my lip as I held onto his arm as we backed up.

I felt my back slam against the wall as his hot, wet, soft lips slammed against mine in a vicious, fervent, loving kiss. I hurriedly slipped his shirt over his head as he quickly worked to shrug off my hoodie and tank top off of me.

He slammed his lips onto my now bared neck and collarbone as he swiftly lifted me off the ground and grinding against my core.

I moaned in gratification he nibbled onto my fair skin.

His gorgeous eyes met mine, his lips glistening.

"I didn't bring anything with me." He said to me with a panting breath.

"I'm on the pill," I gasped out as I laced my fingers through his cropped black hair.

He grinned widely as he laid his lips onto mine with his tongue begging for entry.

I moaned as our tongues danced together in passionate bustle.

We moved our position from the wall as he charged for the stairs, our lips never departing on the spur of the moment.

I giggled as I hopped off his waist and took his hand before hastily running up the stairs with him behind me.

"Gah! I need you now!" He lifted my body off the ground and threw me in his arms bridal style before hopping up the stairs.

I giggled uncontrollably.

… …

One Hour Later

Jacob and I were both looking up at the ceiling, panting heavily as we tried to catch our breath after the crazy rollercoaster ride a couple of seconds ago.

"Wow!" I exclaimed.

"Wow!" He exclaimed.

"Make-up sex is the best thing ever." He pointed out. "We should fight more." He joked.

I giggled as I pulled the covers over my chest.

"I'd rather not." I told him. "But it was great teamwork today, good job!" I said, raising my hand up.

He laughed as we high-fived each other.

I maneuvered myself so I was laying my chest and stomach on the bed as I stretched my hand out to snatch my phone.

12:03 PM.

"We should get dressed." I said.

He moaned as he spun over to my side as he hovered over my back.

"No." He murmured, kissing my shoulder.

I laughed, shuddering at his kisses of affection.

"We've got 27 minutes until my parents get back." I told him.

He grumbled as he traced circles up and down my bare arm as he lingered his lips onto my skin.

"Screw your parents," He said.

"Yeah! I wanna hear you say that to my dad when he peels you off his daughter's naked body and beats your naked butt."

"Your old man won't match for a guy with killer like mine." He told me, flexing his large biceps as he held onto me.

I felt my insides churn and cheeks fluster as I saw the large bulges.

"Jacob! I don't wanna have sex with again."

"What?" He said, sadness filled in his voice.

I laughed. "Not forever silly. Just right now. We actually need to go shopping for costumes for the Halloween Party next week, remember?"

He groaned. "Ugh! Do we have to?"

I frowned, tilting my head to him.

"Jake! You promised you'd go with me. It will be fun! And I want to shop without Alice noticing. I know you hate parties and so do I but I just think we need a different scenery than your usual apartment or my house or even your car."

"You love my car!"

"Yeah, of course I do…Jake!" I pleaded.

He chuckled. "Sure sure, we can go shopping."

"Thank you," I replied as I texted something to one of my friends.

"One quickie before we prepare!"

"Jake!" I scolded. "God! You're just like Embry."

"I am not!" He felt appalled by the comparison.

I shook my head as I spun around, my hair now sprawled all across the pillow as I looked up at Jake hovering over me.

"I haven't even showered yet." I giggled.

"Me too." He said. "Maybe we could shower together."

I narrowed my eyes.

"We'll be saving time and water."

I giggled as I tossed my hand around his neck and pulled him closer, our lips locking with each other a brief yet memorable passionate kiss before we pulled away to look at each other.

"You're the best, you know that right?" I said.

He nodded.

"You too, babe."

"And you know that I love you?"

"Of course, Nessie." He replied with a confused smile.

I nodded, kissing his cheek quickly before placing my hand against his chest.

"How about that shower?" I asked him.

"Oh, yes!" He said as he watched me hop off the bed. I dropped the covers and walked over to my bathroom, completely naked.

"Come on, Jake." I whispered seductively as I looked to him, leaning against the door. "We've only got ten minutes to be quick."

"Yes! I'm coming!" He exclaimed.

He tried to jump off the bed by his legs got tangled with the covers and he immediately fell to the ground.

I laughed aloud as I watched him annoying shake them off.

"Oh, you're laughing at me?" He said.

I shook my head but my loud laughter said otherwise.

"Oh, you're gonna get it!" He said as he got on his mark to charge for me.

I half-screamed for help and half-laughed as I ran into the bathroom.

"I'm coming for you!" He said in a Scream type of voice.

I chuckled. "Butter me up, old man!"

A/N: Sorry for the late reply. Life hit me hard this month! But I'm back.

Hope you enjoyed this delicious treat! But the next chapter will be totally different.

It's the Halloween Party and a lot is going to go down.

Let's just say, blood and guts won't just be a prop or decoration anymore…

[NOT RELATED: Wishing everyone who experienced the terrible Hurricane Harvey in Houston, Texas and Hurricane Irma in the islands and also the terrible earthquake in Mexico well. And to my family in Texas, we're sending you our love, prayers and support to you.