Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, just my own characters.

Renesmee Cullen

School's out!

Normally, I couldn't wait to leave the school premises because I knew I would immediately be spending the rest of my day with Jacob but today wasn't that kinda day.

I actually wished I stayed at school a while longer because I was dreading going back home.

I had to inform my parents and the rest of my family about the exposure of our secret to my human best friend Felicity. And that I was probably to blame for it.

If I hadn't inadvertently introduced Felicity into the supernatural world, maybe she wouldn't have been in this mess she's been in for the past year?

If I had been honest with her from the beginning, maybe she would have reacted differently?

I deliberated all the ways I could've prevented all of this as I made my way to the Cullen Manor where I knew everyone was congregated.

I parked my Toyota Camry in the driveway, next to my dad's Volvo.

I inhaled and exhaled a shaky breath as I slipped out of my car, slinging my purse onto my shoulder and shutting the door before making my way up the mansion.

I entered the house to the sounds of various noises. The TV in the living room was rerunning a nature documentary on National Geographic. The TV in Emmett and Rosalie's room was playing some kids comicbook animated show, I'm assuming Teen Titans so Carter and/or Emmett must be there.

I could also hear the family piano keys being played so I knew that either my dad or Esme must be the ones playing the wonderful tune.

I could hear Alice's jingle bell voice echoing from all around the house, I didn't even know where it came from.

As I waltzed into one of the first rooms on the ground floor of the mansion, I noticed my Aunt Rosalie conducting a school lesson with Carter who comfortably sat in his little desk and chair.

"I don't understand this question," The five-year-old looking, Carter stated as he stared at the white board then back at his little notebook.

"Oh come on, CJ. You know this one." Rosalie encouraged the boy as she turned back to the board. "A father has 7 daughters and 100 dollars. If he wants to give each daughter an equal amount of money, rounding to the nearest dollar, how much does each daughter get?"

Carter looked in though, curving his bottom lip as he tapped his pencil against his forehead and staring at his book as he did the math in his head. His face lit up like a light bulb almost instantaneously.

"14 dollars!" He replied quickly.

I smiled.

"Yes! That's right, Carter! Okay, next question." Rosalie said before turning to me to give me a wink and a wave. "If a football field is 100 yards long, how many feet long is the football field?"

Carter sighed. "Easy! 300 feet." He replied confidently.

Rosalie smirked. "Okay! Rapid Fire Pop Quiz time. What are the three states of matter?"

Carter chuckled. "Solid, liquid, and gas."

"The modern day city of Istanbul was known by what name in the 13th century is…?"

"Constantinople!" Carter replied quickly.

I nodded my head at his conviction. The kid was pretty smart. He was almost 11 months old but he was already doing fifth grade level math, science and history. He may have looked five years old but his mind certainly wasn't of a kid his age. He tried to suppress his smarts a lot though when he's not doing schoolwork because he longed to be treated like any normal kid so he decided upon himself to act like the little boy he should be.

They finished their lesson about fifteen minutes later whilst I sat through the remainder of the lesson. It took me back to the days I was homeschooled around Carter's age. My family each had different roles to contribute to my education.

My mom taught English and Literature. My dad taught Music, Math, Econ, and Psychology (he valued my education a lot). My aunt Alice taught the Arts (drama and dance because it was in her nature to be theatrical), Fashion and Social Studies. My grandfather taught History and Science (biology and chemistry). Uncle Emmett and Jasper took turns with Health/PE classes. Uncle Jasper also taught me Geography. My aunt Rose gave me a few engineering classes I was interested in and also taught a few language classes whilst my grandmother gave me cooking, business and woodwork classes.

"Okay, Carter, pack away your books. You get an hour recess before you have to start with your homework." Rose told her son.

Carter moaned and pouted.

"No! No puppy eyes Carter." Rosalie chided.

Carter bowed his head. "1 hour and 15 minutes on the PlayStation please?"

Rosalie shook her head. "No PlayStation, CJ. It's a school week. You get one hour of free time."

"Please! Pretty please! I promise I'll do anything." He begged. "C'mon, I have to beat Emmett's high score on Dragon's Dogma! Mom!"

"I told you never to play that violent game. Is your – Is your dad letting you play that game behind my back?"

CJ suddenly realized what he revealed. "Oops," He muttered.

Rose growled. "Emmett!"

"Don't believe a word that kid says, Rose! Whatever he says is a lie!" He fought back.

"M-mom, he's lying!" Carter cried out.

I laughed at the scene as an observer. It was such a cute show. Carter loved his gadgets and gizmos just as much as Emmett and Jasper. He was a total geek when it came to technology and he had an inquisitive mind to learn more and try new things. A very adventurous little boy.

Rosalie shushed him. "Shush! You get one hour and five minutes of play time. You can play Minecraft on your PSP for the five minutes."

He sighed and shrugged. "It's old but I'll take it,"

"Go get yourself cleaned up for lunch."

Carter whooped and cheered as he gathered his books together before jumping off his chair.

"Nessie!" He exclaimed, running on his short legs to me and slamming his frame into me.

I giggled as I hoisted the little guy up and set him on my hip.

"Hey, little man. How's it going?"

"Good! I haven't seen you since Monday!" He told me, gripping onto the shoulder.

I laughed, kissing his rosy cheeks. "I know. I've been really busy."

"She's been busy with school, CJ. It's an important part of life." Rosalie told him.

CJ did something with his eyes that resembled something of annoyance. "But math is pointless!"

Rosalie rolled her eyes at him as she came up to me to give me a side hug.

"How are you doing?" She asked.

I smiled back. "I'm okay. Just exhausted, I had a long day at school. It's been a really hectic week for me."

"It's your senior year, I'm not surprised it can be a little stressful." She told me.

I sighed. "Sometimes I'm surprised I'm barely alive because school's really killing me."

"What? High school kills you?" Carter probed with a tinge of innocence and naivety.

I opened my mouth to answer but Rosalie beat me to it.

"No! No! That's not what she meant, Carter." She chuckled. "What Nessie said was a hyperbole. She was exaggerating because she's so stressed with school it feels like it's killing her."

CJ wrinkled his brows as he turned to me then back at his adoptive mother.

"I don't know. That doesn't sound fun, it sounds like prison to me." He mentioned.

I laughed and shrugged.

I guess he wasn't wrong.

Rosalie sighed, smiling as she looked back at me then to her son who squirmed out of my arms. I set him to the ground.

"Oh! Mom, can Nessie come with us to the fair this weekend?" Carter inquired.

"Oh! Honey, I forgot to tell you but your father and I are really busy this weekend. Maybe we can go next time? I think there's a fair in a month."

"Aw!" He moaned, bowing his little head down in disappointment.

It was very reminiscent of how I looked whenever I didn't get my way as a kid, only he was a lot more childlike and adorable than I was.

"I'm sorry, baby. I know you really wanted to go."

"What fair?" I asked Rosalie, resting my hand Carter's shoulder comfortingly.

"There's a Town Family Fair hosted by the deputy mayor this Saturday. Carter's been wanting to go on the rides for over a month now." She told me.

I nodded then looked down at Carter.

"I haven't been to the fair in forever. It sounds really fun." I stated to hm.

He looked up at me, his glistening hazel-amber eyes suddenly beaming with hope and glee.

"Mom! Can I go with Nessie?" He quipped.

Rose stared at me then back at him.

"Bunny, I don't know. I don't think Nessie has the time to go with you with her busy schedule. I'm sure she already has plans for this weekend –"

"I can take him to the fair. It's no problem." I interrupted, smiling down at the little boy and pulling him to my side.

Carter squealed and pumped his fist in the air.

"Yes!"

Rosalie turned to me. "Are you sure?"

"Definitely. I have nothing much to do this weekend anyway." Nothing at all really.

With Jacob gone on a work trip to Nevada, my weekend was looking a little bleak and boring anyway so it would be nice to go out and spend some time with Carter. I don't always get to hang out with him, even though he's always been aching for us to do more stuff together outside of hunting.

Rose nodded her head and smiled. "Thank you."

I nodded.

"You hear that Carter? I guess you're going to the fair this weekend." She told him.

Carter did a little jump before charging for Rosalie to hug her by her legs.

"Thank you! Thank you!" He exclaimed.

Rose laughed. "It's not me you need to thank, little rascal. Thank Nessie for making the time to take you to the fair."

Carter quickly spun around on his heel and ran over to embrace me in a warm, tight hug.

I giggled as I bent down to drape my arms around his small frame and pulled him close to me as he rested his chin onto my shoulder and tightened his grip around my neck, savoring the heartfelt clasp.

"Thank you, Nessie." He murmured into my ear.

My heart melted. I never grew up with anyone like me, a hybrid. I never had a sibling but Carter was like the little brother I never knew I wanted in my life. He brought a lot of happiness and liveliness to our lives. He was a cherished addition to the family who none of us took for granted. We vowed to take care of him all his long life. He was one of us. A Cullen.

"It's my pleasure, CJ." I chuckled, stroking his head gently before showering his cheek with kisses.

He grumbled. "Oh! No! This is assault now! I regret it! I don't wanna go with you anymore."

I giggled. "You don't like it when I kiss you like this," I teased, kissing all sides of his face.

He yelped. "Help me! Gah! She's attacking me!"

"You love my kisses! Admit it!" I joked.

I hoisted him up in the air in my arms and continued to devour his face with kisses before I began tickling him on his sides.

He rolled in fits of laughter as he tried to break away from assaulting tickles.

"Okay! Okay! I cede! I concede!" He gave up.

I smiled, setting the little boy to ground before threading my finger through his light hair and planting a kiss on top of his head.

Rosalie smiled at us. "Go freshen up for lunch, little rascal."

Carter smiled before running superhumanly on his little legs and disappeared into the other room.

"Be careful!" Rose warned.

"Got it!" He called back. "Hey Nana Es!"

"Cute kid," I stated.

"He sure is a handful though," Rose remarked. "Thanks again for offering to spend time with him this weekend. He appreciates it."

"It's no problem, I love that little bug."

I had a phenomenal relationship with my Aunt Rosalie. She was like a second mom to me growing up. She loved doting on me and I usually spent all my time with her when my parents were away. I remember spending lots of time with Rosalie when we briefly moved to New Hampshire where my parents went to college for a year about 5-6 years ago.

She didn't have a child to care for so she loved to spend every minute she could with me. I admired her beauty and loved to listen to her stories. Our dynamic has changed over the years but she was still very important to me. She was my Godmother after all.

My mother tells me they weren't always close before I was born but after my birth their friendship developed and they actually loved being each other's sisters. Jacob liked to refer to Rosalie, Bella and Alice as the Immortal Charlie's Angels and honestly it was pretty accurate.

I also had a pretty close relationship with Alice. She was like my spirit animal. She brought out various sides of me I didn't know I had. My love for fashion is one of them.

I was no self-professed fashionista like she was and I didn't care too much about being some fashion enthusiast/icon however I did appreciate clothing as being 'a form of art' as Alice would put it.

Unlike my mother who couldn't care less about it (although she does embrace being styled up by Alice some of the time), I loved having a particular fashion style. I was a fan of trendy outfits but with a modern, uniquely chic, simple elegant twist to it. I preferred the casual style of crisp white shirts, sweaters, jeans, sneakers, simple t-shirts and leaving my hair neatly undone. Messy buns and ponytails were my go-to.

But I was also a fan of getting dolled up in floral tops, jean jackets, flowy sundresses, cocktail dresses, and loose-fitting maxi dresses. I loved wearing strappy high heels, stilettos, pumps or boots, and elegant sandals. I preferred simple jewelry over anything but I do like diamonds a lot so I wouldn't mind wearing diamond earrings and necklaces although it shouldn't be too gaudy and flashy that I blind someone in the process.

Alice was glad I wasn't as uptight with her when it came to fashion. She was happy I was unlike my mom in that way. I was her own personal mannequin for the past almost 9 years of my life.

Ever since Carter was born, she's now taken up the challenge of grooming him up into a fashionable young man to which Rosalie didn't have a problem with because she loved beautiful things.

I had a pretty awesome family. We were just like any normal human family.

An abnormally normal awesome family at that.

"Anyway, I'm gonna love and leave you. I gotta go check on my folks. They're upstairs right?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I think your mom's chatting to Alice up in hers and Jasper's room. Not sure where your dad is, probably in the piano room."

I nodded.

"Oh, when you get up there. Could you tell Emmett to quit watching Teen Titans and hurry up down here to help me clean up?"

"Was that him watching that kids show? I thought Carter only loved that program."

Rose sighed. "I swear it feels like I'm raising two kids instead of one in this house."

"It's not a kid's show Rosalie! It's a Family Show!" Emmett fired back.

Of course he heard us making fun of him.

Gotta love my crazy Uncle Emmy.

I chuckled. "See you," I said to my aunt, kissing her cheek before walking away.

I sauntered my way up the stairway to look for my parents.

As I ascended the steps, I could hear the clear voices of my mom and my aunt Alice talking. They were talking to each other and also to someone on the phone.

"Oh! That's wonderful! She's gonna love it." Bella said.

"I can go to the store tomorrow to get the things you need." Alice suggested.

"Alice, there's no rush really. I have got loads of time." I heard the familiar husky voice on the other line.

"Nonsense! It is never too early to perfect the most romantic surprise! I have got everything covered. You just have to worry about showing up." Alice chimed.

"Got it! Did Nessie come back from school yet?" Jacob asked.

"She just got in. She's downstairs with Rosalie." Bella answered.

"Okay. Just make sure she doesn't find out what we've got planned. I want to keep it as much of a surprise to her as possible." Jake replied.

"We will do our best." Bella laughed.

"Just leave everything to me, Jacob. I'm a pro at this. Oh, she won't know what hit her. She's gonna be so shell-shocked." Alice squealed.

I blushed a deep scarlet red. I was curious to know what they were cooking up, but I was more curious about being potentially surprised than anything. I didn't wanna ruin it for them or for me.

I decided to quit the eavesdropping and walked into my old bedroom I used for the first few months we moved here before my parents and I moved into our house in the neighborhood.

It was also the room Lizzie used whilst pregnant before she…

I pushed the memory away quickly.

I exhaled a breath as I tossed my bag onto the bed and pulled my phone out of my back pocket to begin texting Alex about this weekend.

Hey! I'm taking Carter 2 the fair this wkd. Wanna join? I sent.

Alex replied to my text a minute and a half later.

Sure! I'd love to. I need 2 get out of this hellhole anyway.

Alex

I frowned. Did something happen? I knew Alex didn't have a great relationship with her parents for a long time now. She couldn't wait to leave the house after graduation.

What happened? Do you wanna 2 talk about it? I sent to her.

I waited for her reply.

I got her message about thirty-six seconds later.

We'll talk about it this wkd.

Alex

Okay. See you 2morrow ;). I quickly sent back to her.

I closed my phone's screen then slipped my phone back into my pocket before fixing my attention onto my bag as I began pulling my books out to begin doing some homework as I waited for my mom and Alice to finish.

"There you are!" I heard my mother's wonderful ears reach my ears.

I spun around on my heel to meet my mother's beautiful face, my milk chocolate brown eyes locking with her topaz-gold eyes.

I mustered a warm closed lip smile.

"Hey!" I greeted her.

She sauntered over to me to give me a warm hug. I melted in her arms like the little girl I should be whenever she hugged me and smiled onto her shoulder as I returned the embrace.

"Gosh! It's good to see you. It feels like I haven't seen you forever." She expressed.

I chuckled, pulling away from her. "Mom, I've only been gone a whole day."

"Well you've been with Jacob a lot lately. I don't think he knows how to share." She joked.

I rolled my eyes.

My mother laughed as she pulled me by the hands and directed us to the edge of my bed.

"Okay! So how was last night with Jacob? Tell me everything! I want to know all the details." She plucked.

I creased my one brow and smirked.

"Do you really wanna know every single detail about last night, though?"

Bella looked in thought for a second before shaking her head and groaning.

"Ew! No! Gross. I don't mean literally everything! Are you crazy?" She gagged.

I laughed at her, feeling my cheeks flush.

"Well you need to be more specific then, mom."

"Argh! Does everything you and Jacob do involve sex?" She quipped.

I shook my head. "No! We do other stuff but…it usually leads to sex." I stated openly.

"Dear God, help me." My mother muttered frustratingly, rubbing her temples. "You know, sometimes I think you two are worse than Rosalie and Emmett."

I blushed and gasped at her, laughing slightly.

"I am appalled by the insinuation!" I exclaimed. "There is no way Jake and I are worse than Rosalie and Emmett. If anything they are worse than you and dad."

My mother mirrored my fake gasp and clutched her chest as if to hold onto her undead heart in offense. If she could blush like I do, I know her cheeks would be burning up.

"Well, I never!" She crooned. "At least your dad and I are more controlled than you two. It seems like you two can't keep your hands off each other. It's a mission to get you guys to stop from ripping each other's clothes off when we're in the room,"

I blushed hard, giggling like a schoolgirl.

It was nice to be open and honest with my mother about these parts of my life. At the beginning, I was uncomfortable even mentioning the word sex to her but over time we've grown to be more open with each other about it. She mostly teased me about sex to appease her own sanity I suppose and most of the time she usually gave me some good advice too.

It was still awkward though, not only because I was talking about my sex life with Jacob with my mom but also she and Jake had a weird history together.

All I knew was that Jake once had a crush on my mom and he kissed her once I think. At least that's what I believed. I don't think my mom ever liked him back though but to be fair, I never thought or even wanted to know any further at the time.

Apparently the kiss resulted in my mother punching him in the face and breaking her hand in the process. It was weird to know that my boyfriend once had feelings for my mom but the way they described their relationship made me think it wasn't anything too serious which was a relief. I don't know what I'd do if I found out my boyfriend once dated my mom. I'd probably puke first.

But anyway, I was a lot more comfortable talking to my mom about my love life than my dad. We weren't quite there in our relationship and I don't think I'll ever get to the point where I feel okay talking to my dad about Jacob and me without feeling weirded out by it. Our dynamic was good the way it was. There was no fuss or hassle.

"What did he think of the dinner you prepared for him? What did he think of the presents?" She asked me.

I smiled widely. "He loved it! Glad I didn't burn the house down and the food came out really good so yeah, it was quite a success."

"That's good. Alice showed me the list of gifts you sent to her on Monday. You got him a recliner?" She probed, cocking an eyebrow.

I guffawed. "Yeah! He needed it. He's always exhausted when he gets back from work so it was a nice little gift he can use to relax after a long day." I told her.

She smiled.

"Honestly, I think he loves that recliner more than he loves me." I stated.

She scoffed. "I highly doubt that," She replied, resting her hand on my arm.

I grinned.

"I like how you got him practical gifts. Gifts that he'll use in the present and the future. Very thoughtful." She told me.

"Thanks!" I blushed. "Jacob isn't easy to buy for because he rarely accepts any lavish gifts. I was honestly worried that I went a little overboard and he would be annoyed with everything."

"Yeah, I know how Jacob prides himself on working hard for the things he wants. It was just as hard to get him anything when we were teenagers."

I mustered a small smile. My mom and Jacob were the best of friends. Growing up, I envied their friendship because they got one another as if they were two peas in a pod.

Of course Jacob and I's relationship was a lot stronger than theirs and to some extent, our friendship was a lot more intense than theirs but I think it really just had to do with our imprint and how it foreshadowed our future relationship dynamic. We were meant to be best friends and lovers. Soulmates.

My mom and Jake were just best friends, siblings if you will. They often joke about how they were each other's 'best man'.

"But of course, he'll gladly accept anything from the love of his life." She teased, nudging my arm.

"Well, I mean, of course! He has to!" I joked.

She laughed, tossing her long wavy brown hair to the side as she crossed her legs at the knee after sitting incredibly still in one position for over fifteen minutes.

"How was school?" She asked.

I sighed. "It was fine. A little hectic today though."

"I can imagine. You've been looking a little stressed lately. You wanna talk about it?"

I breathed heavily as she brought it up. She's noticed I haven't been myself lately.

I guess the time has come.

I have to tell my parents.

"Is dad around?"

She furrowed her brows. "Yeah, he's in the piano room. Honey, what's wrong?"

It was as if at that moment, looking into my mom's concerned eyes that all the emotions I kept pent up inside came flooding down to my heart like a powerful ocean wave, making my heart full and heavy with all types of emotions.

I suddenly felt my tears well up and I subsequently found myself collide into my mom's chest, tears springing out of my eyes as I wept viciously onto the fabrics of her clothes.

"Oh, honey!" My mother cooed, suddenly embracing me in her arms. "What's the matter, baby?"

"I screwed up, mom! I messed everything up and I don't know how to fix it. I don't know what to do. I-I don't know anything." I sobbed, clutching onto her brown blouse tightly.

"Shh! Shh! It's okay." She shushed me, stroking my head.

"No, it's not." I shook my head.

I screwed up, mom. I transmitted my thoughts into her brain.

She reached for a packet of tissues in the nightstand drawer and gave it to me.

I took it and pulled a tissue out before wiping away some of the tears, but ultimately opening up the gate for more tears to linger in my eye sockets.

"Tell me what happened." My mother urged.

I exhaled a shaky breath I had no idea I held inside as I laid there against my mother's hard like marble chest.

"Bella," My father's voice suddenly appeared into the room.

I pulled away from my mom to look into my father's eyes as he stood by the doorframe looking directly at me. I couldn't see his expression through my tear-clouded peripheral vision but what I did make out wasn't for the faint of heart.

His demeanor was calm and his facial expression was vacant but I could tell he was disappointed and angry through the creases of his eyebrows.

He heard my thoughts.

He was mad.

And he had every right to be.

"Maybe we should go to the library/office to talk about this," He suggested.

Bella looked at him then turned back at me.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I nodded my head, wiping the excess moisture from my nostrils and eyes and stood up.

Here goes nothing.

The moment of truth.

… …

My parents and I were in the large dark mahogany library/office room my grandfather and dad used for work and research. Both my parents were seated on the dark brown chesterfield armchairs surrounding the round coffee table in the room, the usual place where members of my family and I sat whenever they needed peace and quiet to read books.

I had been pacing the room for god knows how long as I formulated a way to start.

I didn't know where to start.

"Um…Okay!" I began, thinking I figured it out. "No! No! That's not right!"

"Renesmee," My father called sternly. "We don't have all day. You have to start talking," He expressed.

I could tell he and my mother were impatient. My mom was impatient because she wanted to know what was up but she was left in the dark. My dad was impatient because he wanted to get ready to lecture me since he already knew what I was about to tell him.

I inhaled a shaky breath, fiddling with my fingers nervously and biting my lip as my pacing came to a halt and I spun around to fix my attention on my parents.

"Okay. Okay!" I quickly began as I took a seat on the other chesterfield armchair. "Um…I don't know where to start but here it goes. I think I might have inadvertently exposed our secret to the human world."

"You what?!" Bella exclaimed.

I flinched at the tone.

"I know! It's stupid but…I don't know what happened or what I did or – I just don't know. I screwed up, guys." I rambled exasperatingly as I held my forehead in my hands, staring at the titled floor.

"Nessie, please start from the beginning and this time please be clear, coherent and precise with your sentences. I'm confused. What exactly happened?" Bella urged.

I sat in silence for a brief minute.

I sniffled and shot my head up to meet my parents' eyes, locking my fingers together as I tapped on my right foot.

"So, I, um…Felicity knows about my secret. Our family secret." I finally admitted. "She knows about vampires." I dropped.

My mother's eyes bulged. "What –? Wow." She murmured.

I looked to my dad who sat there quietly, his leg crossed over his knee and his head resting on his finger, waiting for me to continue.

"When did you find out about this?" Bella asked me.

I exhaled. "Monday,"

Bella's eyes widened even more. "Monday? Three days ago?"

I nodded. "Felicity's been acting really weird lately. Ever since the night of the prom after being attacked by Charles. Ever since she lost her stepmom in the plane crash, her father in a coma, losing her ex-boyfriend in death….she's understandably been broken and unlike herself. Alex and I tried to help her but she either kept her distance from us or she distracted herself with other things. She has always been hot and cold these past nine months.

We tried to give her the space she wanted because all that we did to try to help wasn't working. It wasn't until the end of last year that something changed between us.

She was too distant and she almost never talked to us at the start of the year. I wanted to know why so I went over to her house last weekend and she instantaneously dismissed me, like I was nothing to her anymore. She looked almost afraid of me. That should've been an obvious sign to me but I didn't have any concrete evidence at the time.

…Until Alex and I confronted her on Monday and she told me that she knew that I was a vampire. That she knew my secret." I ranted.

Bella was still trying to process everything but my father already got the full backstory reading my mind.

"I know I should've told you as soon as she told me but I literally had so much on my mind. I couldn't even register the fact that she knows my secret. I mean with school and everything, I thought I could handle it on my own without having to worry you but –"

"No!" My father interrupted me. "You didn't tell us because you were distracted. You were distracted by Jacob and catering to his needs to even bother to care about how our entire family could have been exposed by your human best friend." He stated gruffly as a matter-of-factly.

I winced at the venom in his voice, albeit he was calm in tone, I could feel and hear the stern anger raging from his voice as he ripped at me.

"Dad, you have to understand. I thought I could fix this problem on my own."

"How did you think you could fix it on your own, huh? A human knows you're a vampire. Of course they would piece the puzzles together and realize that your entire family are vampires too. How did you think you would convince Felicity that you were normal and that she was delusional? Heaven forbid she told anyone already, someone else could already know our secret by now. Do you know how dangerous it is right now?"

I bowed my head down in shame, shying away from my dad's disappointed eyes.

"I do know that." I whispered.

"No, Renesmee! I don't think you do know the severity of your stupidity. You should've told us the second you felt like she knew something." He snarled at me.

I winced, feeling my insides curling into a ball as he lashed out at me.

"Edward…" My mother tried to calm him down.

"No! Bella, she needs to hear this." Edward stated. "You've had it easy in life, Nessie. You've never really had to experience the hardships many people go through and you've been fortunate enough to have a family that would bail you out whenever you need it –"

"Don't you think I didn't want that this time? I didn't want you guys to bail me out! It was my mess and I wanted to fix it. At least I thought I could fix it on my own." I exclaimed.

Edward grumbled in frustration.

"I know I have it easier than most kids my age and that's why I didn't wanna stress you guys out about it. I thought I could deal with it on my own."

Edward sighed. "Noble as that may be, Nessie, you have to pick the right battles. It wasn't your place to fix it on your own. This now involves the entire family, it's not just you! You should've told us immediately."

He was right.

He was absolutely right.

I was idiotic to think I shouldn't involve my family on this crisis as soon as possible. I was naïve to think my friendship would Felicity would survive me being a bloodsucker in her eyes.

That's all she thought of me now.

A killer. Nothing more. Nothing less.

"I know."

"Who knows who else Felicity told by now!" He yelled.

I felt a lump growing in my throat.

"I doubt anybody would've believed her if she told anybody though, Edward." Mom told him.

"We can't exactly rely on that hypothetical, Bella." He glared at her.

She sighed. "I know. But I'm just saying, we need to be cautiously optimistic and hopeful that maybe she hasn't told anyone yet."

I really hoped she didn't tell anybody.

I trusted Felicity with many of my secrets and she wasn't always the best at keeping them, but she was always gracious enough to keep the secrets I knew were truly important to me.

Maybe she'd do me this favor this time around?

It was wishful thinking though.

"Whatever the case, Renesmee should've told us as soon as she realized that our secret was exposed to her friend. Imagine the mayhem that would ensue if The Volturi got wind of this? Not only would that incite a crisis in their hands, but they'd also find out about our truce with the Children of the Moon werewolves. They'd find out about the existence of human vampire hunters killing vampires. They would probably even find out about Carter. Our family would be in grave danger if they even got a whiff of what has happened in the past 2 years."

I know. I was completely stupid and reckless.

"It has gone far beyond being stupid and reckless, Renesmee. You were irresponsible. You're an adult now! You can't be keeping secrets from us. We're your parents, for goodness sake!" He retorted.

I flinched, feeling the tears welling up in my eyes again threatening to fall like violent thunder showers at each word my father used to reprimand me.

And I deserved to hear every single word.

My father sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I'm done." He concluded.

I still didn't meet his gaze even though I could feel his piercing gold eyes boring into me, probably filled with shame.

"I'll need to call Carlisle to let him know and figure out a plan of action." He announced, standing up and pulling his phone out before disappearing.

I let a single tear fall off my cheek as I felt the whoosh of his presence leave past me.

I let out a heavy breath, wiping away the moisture off my face.

I felt my mother's cold hands hold onto mine, grasping onto them.

I hadn't met her eyes yet.

"Your dad didn't mean everything he said back there, sweetheart. He's just really stressed and he took out his frustration out on you." She stated.

I shook my head, pursing my lips.

"No, he was right to lash out on me. I was stupid." I said, my voice cracking. "Thinking I could avoid this mess. It's just one big mess!"

"Hey, we'll figure it out. We always do." She assured me, rubbing my shoulder.

I tilted my head to the side to meet her eyes and I managed to muster up a small smile as I looked into my mom's warm face even though her skin was cold as ice and pale as snow.

"I guess I can kiss the senior camping trip goodbye, huh?" I joked half-heartedly.

Mom sighed, raising her eyes at me. "Nessie, come on."

I shrugged in defense. "I'm just trying to lighten the mood,"

She hummed. "Just let your dad cool off a bit and then we'll talk about that later, okay?"

I nodded my head.

The senior camping trip was kind of a mandatory event that would constitute to part of our grades and help us earn extra credit for our college applications. I didn't wanna miss it although judging by the way things are going around here, I might have to miss it.

I doubted my dad would allow me to go after today.

Speaking of my dad, he reappeared after about ten minutes on the phone with my grandfather who was still on his shift at the hospital.

"Carlisle said we'll talk about it later tonight or tomorrow but he said for now we need to set up an impromptu meeting with Felicity. To explain ourselves to her and convince her not to tell anybody."

"Why don't we take Carter with? Maybe he can compel her to forget?" Bella suggested.

"I don't wanna keep secrets from Felicity anymore. She had to know. She's part of this and I can't look at my best friend knowing I have to lie to her again." I replied.

"Nessie's right. It's better that she knows and we can try to convince her to keep our secret. I don't think she told many people, if she did, and like you said Bella, I don't think many people would believe."

I looked up to reach my father's eyes but he wasn't looking at me. I don't think he even wanted to look at me after what I did. He probably couldn't stand to be in my presence.

I sighed.

"Nessie, can you call Felicity?"

"No can do. She won't return my calls or my texts." I replied softly.

"Could you give me her number then?"

I nodded as I pulled my phone out and scrolled through my contact list for her digits before handing my phone to my dad who immediately began dialing on his phone.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"Hello?" Felicity's sweet, bird-like voice answered.

"Good evening, Felicity. This is Edward Cullen here. Renesmee's father. I hope you're well?" My father said politely.

There was a brief pause. "I'm okay, I guess."

"Fantastic! Listen, I was wondering if you're free this week to meet and talk about a few revelations you might have found out recently. We want to explain ourselves. We would be very appreciative if you were willing to meet with us whenever you're free."

I could hear Felicity's heart beating promptly.

"Oh, I don't know – I –I'm busy this weekend."

"We promise we will not take too much of your time, Felicity. We just want to talk. We promise we will be out of your hair."

There was a long pause as we waited for her. She must have been deliberating whether or not to accept a meeting with potential killer vampires but my father's polite demeanor probably made her think about it and consider it.

"…Can I call you back in a ten minutes?" Felicity asked.

"That's no problem. Looking forward to your call." My dad replied before hanging up.

Dad sighed as he leaned against my armchair where my mom sat.

"Do you think she'll agree to meet with us?" Bella asked.

He shrugged. "I hope so," He replied.

I bit my lip.

Felicity called back exactly ten minutes later and agreed to meet with us but with a few conditions. She only felt comfortable having me and my dad over at her house instead of her coming over to ours. She agreed to meet on Sunday and she'd specify a time to meet closer to the day.

After my dad hung up on his call he turned around to finally face me.

I felt my breathing hitch and my speeding heart beating rapidly as his eyes stared into my soul. I felt debauched to him. I felt like I failed him as a daughter.

I'm really sorry, dad. I didn't mean to mess things up. I should've told you first and I realize that now. Please forgive me, dad. I can't stand you being mad at me. I pleaded in my head.

I didn't trust my own voice to formulate the right words without risking angering him even more. I didn't wanna intensify his wrath.

My father's face softened and he managed to muster up a small smile before he approached me.

He rested his hand on my shoulder and bent down to plant a kiss on my forehead.

"I'm not mad at you, baby girl." He told me. "I'm just a little stressed but I didn't mean to make you feel that way, peanut. I know you thought you were doing the right thing and you didn't deserve to feel my wrath," He joked at the end.

I chuckled.

"It will be fine," He told me optimistically. "Love you, peanut."

I grinned crookedly –a smile I was told was identical to my dad's.

"Love you too, daddy."

He rolled his eyes.

After all that was said and done, I decided to retreat into my old room to begin some homework I still had to attend to. I never realized I had fallen asleep on my books until I heard laughter coming from downstairs and I woke up to see my entire body covered with a throw blanket.

I got up from the bed and began making my way down the long flight of stairs and into the large living room where I found the wolves talking to multiple members of the family. Embry was cracking jokes with Emmett and Jasper, Seth was play wrestling with Carter on Esme's fluffy carpet and Jacob was in deep conversation with my dad.

"Look who is up!" Alice squeaked into my ear from behind me.

I smiled back at her busy with some project with Rosalie.

I waltzed over where my dad and Jacob were talking.

Jacob's face lit up as soon as he saw me.

"Hey, babe." He greeted, pulling me into a side hug and kissing the side of my face.

"Hi," I smiled back as I rested my hand onto his hard stomach. "When did you guys get here?"

"About an hour ago. Esme invited us all over for dinner. Your dad told me you were asleep. Apparently you had a long day at school? I didn't wanna wake you." He told me.

I smiled, looking up at my dad who nodded back at me.

"Now that you are awake, I will leave you two to your insufferable canoodling again." He joked.

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks, dad."

"Jacob, good talk." My father nodded his head.

"Ditto," Jake replied.

I frowned at the weird exchange only they seemed to have.

I watched my father saunter off into the other room to help my mom and Esme set up the food and table I assumed.

"What was that about?" I probed, looking up at my mountain of a man.

He stared down at me. "Nothing. I just had a good talk with you dad, s'all."

"Hmm. I'm not entirely convinced that's the whole story but whatever, I'm happy regardless." I said, bending on my tiptoes to kiss his lips.

"I'm glad you're here. I need to spend more time with you before you leave for the weekend." I added.

He chuckled. "You'd swear I'm going off to war,"

"You might as well be. Is it wrong that I'm gonna miss you?"

"No, definitely not babe." He told me.

"Where's Leah and Mike?"

"They wanted to have a little alone time together tonight so they went out to see a movie." He told me.

"Humph." I hummed. "We need to go see a movie next time. I haven't seen a movie in forever."

He thought. "I guess. Any cool action movies coming out?"

I sighed. "Not action movies! Please!"

He laughed.

Jacob and I had dinner with the rest of the wolves in the big dining room with my family sitting with us, exchanging stories and cracking jokes whilst also talking about interesting facts about our days.

Immediately after dessert, I excused myself and Jacob and we left Cullen Manor to retreat to my house,

Jake and I walked into my room hand in hand.

I collapsed onto my comfortable queen sized bed which seemed small in comparison to Jacob's gigantic king sized bed in his apartment.

"You and your dad good?" He asked me.

I sat up to look at him hovering over me.

"Did he tell you?"

He shrugged. "He mentioned something about your friend Felicity."

I sighed. "You're not gonna try to lecture me too, are you? I've been dealt a great deal by my dad's raised voice. I can't be brought down by my boyfriend too –"

"I'm just making sure that you're okay." He interrupted me.

I blinked as I looked into his beautifully dark and warm eyes filled with levels of concern and care.

I curved my lips into a small smile as I held onto his massive, manly hand, looking at the black ring he had on his right hand. I remember getting him the ring for his 20th birthday. I was surprised he still had it.

I imagined how it would look on his left hand.

His wedding ring hand.

"I'm good, I guess." I finally replied.

He nodded his head. "That's good. That's all that matters."

I flapped my eyelashes to look at him smirking down at me, flashing his perfect white rows of teeth. It was his signature grin. The Jacob grin as I liked to call it.

My knees almost buckled at the sight of that jaw dropping, heart melting smile of his.

I eagerly pulled him by the arm until he collapsed onto me on the bed.

"Hey, now!" He chuckled.

He placed his hands on either side of me to support himself up, stopping him from smothering me with his large frame. I giggled as I bit my bottom lip and embedded my small hands against his hot, chiseled, bearded face.

"You don't know how sexy you look with a beard." I murmured.

"Oh, really? How sexy am I with a beard? Tell me." He teased, staring down at my cleavage.

Like crazy sexy. Like 'I could rip your clothes off right this minute' kind of sexy. I told him with my ability.

He moaned as he leaned in to capture my lips with his in a passionate, fervent kiss filled with vigor and love. I felt his large hands grasp onto either side of my waist as he pushed me up slightly to make room for him to climb onto the bed with me.

As the ardent kiss intensified, he used his leg to spread my legs apart in open invitation for him to press his hips and groin against my crotch. I moaned in gratification as I felt the heat radiating off both our lower torso.

I roamed my hand up and down his right cheek and used the other to grip onto his lengthening jet black hair that were now sitting in waves over his ears. The thought of having something to hold onto (like his hair) made my insides tingle in delight as I felt his hot, wet tongue beg for entry into my mouth.

I granted him access to the contours of my mouth, including my own tongue. The feeling of his burning tongue licking my insides sent shivers down my spine. There sensual make-out session led my hands wander off to places they wanted to go.

I involuntarily moved my hands from his face down to his jeans as I gripped onto his belt buckle and began popping it open, making a loud clanking sound.

"Mmm. Baby –" Jake moaned between kisses. "Your parents could be here any minute," He whispered huskily.

"They know what we're doing." I grunted as I continued unbuckling his belt.

When the belt was out of the way, my fingers found his button and I immediately popped it open before reaching for the zipper.

"You love to live dangerously, Nessie." He grunted with sexual passion.

He pulled away from my lips to kick his shoes off and shrug his suede jacket off his shoulders and onto the ground before resuming to discarding his shirt and tossing it onto the growing pile of clothes.

I gnawed my lip, grinning as I pulled his zipper down and he continued to do the rest and discarded his jeans in the process.

He growled like a hungry dog as he returned to the bed on his bare knees and roughly pulled me by legs to slip my white jeans off my delicate body. I giggled as I helped him shake the jeans off my long legs until he threw them to ground, leaving me half naked in my panties and peplum top.

I sat up and turned around to allow Jacob to unzip the back of my top. He gladly began laying soft, gentle kisses on the nape of neck as he slowly unzipped my floral top down to the end before slipping it erotically, down my shoulders. He moved his warm, full lips from my neck down to my shoulders which sent shivers down my spine and ignited goosebumps all over my body.

After leaving traces of his lips against my skin, he moved up until his lips met my ear.

Thereafter I felt his mouth enclose the lobe of my ear, his teeth nibbling on my hard skin.

I gasped out.

"I love you, baby." He muttered huskily into my ear.

"Ditto," I moaned.

And then Jake and I spent the remainder of the night in blissful euphoria…

A/N: Hope you guys liked that chapter. Gah! It was longer than I intended it to be. I will try to keep my chapters short next time (I always fail though). This was mostly a filler chapter but we're getting close to the end of Book 1 of this story. Things are heating up! Drama will ensue! And DEATH IS INEVITABLE!

Okay. I kid, I kid! (Unless…)

Let me know what you thought of the chapter.

P.S: Can we talk about Robert Pattinson in the new The Batman trailer? Oh my god! He looks so good! I am so proud of our boy! And then Stephenie Meyer also blesses us (finally) with Midnight Sun? And THEN she also teases us about writing new Twilight books! THE CONTENT! I LIVE FOR IT!

Did any of you manage to get Midnight Sun? Does it live up to the hype? And what book do you want her to write next?

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