This is more to the fanfic i wrote Rensmee C. Cullen. If you didnt read that then this probably wont make much sense (:
“Renesmee, what do you think of all this?” my mom asked.
“Well, I think it all makes more sense now. I think I was ready to know this. I always thought of Jacob. I always missed Jacob. I always wanted to be with Jacob. I never knew why. Now that I know he imprinted, it makes more sense.”
My mother nodded.
“We should probably get going,” I suggested. “I need to apologize to Uncle Emmett.”
I stood up and took Jacob’s hand. This felt natural. We ran through the forest at a jogging speed for us. My parents ran in front of us, holding hands and laughing.
Jacob and I stayed quiet. I guessed he didn’t have anything to say. I was just feeling his hand around mine and knowing what it meant now. I wanted to lean over a kiss him. I wanted that feeling back.
When we got to the house, I walked up to Emmett’s room and knocked quietly on the door.
“Come on in, Ness,”
I walked in. Emmett was sitting on his bed, typing something on his laptop.
“Uncle Emmett, I’m really sorry. I just didn’t like it when you pushed Jacob. Some instinct took over.”
“I know, Nessie. And you didn’t hurt me so it’s okay,” he smiled mockingly. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I was trying not to hurt you but my instinct took over.”
“No, you didn’t hurt me,”
“So…you and Jacob now?”
“Can I talk to you about that?” I asked.
He put his laptop aside. “Sure. I’m here for you, kid,”
“When you first met Aunt Rosalie and realized you were in love, what was your…physical relationship like?” I looked away, blushing.
“Um,” he laughed. “Well, we were in love and we were attracted to each other so it was involved. Why are you asking me this?”
“It’s just…” I listened hard. I hoped and prayed my dad wasn’t listening to my thoughts. “I feel attracted to Jacob in that way. Like when we were kissing, I kind of wanted things to—”
“Say no more, kid,” he interrupted. “Just make sure your mom and dad don’t know and…well I’m not sure how that would work, but I guess use protection.”
I blushed. “It’s not like we’d ever be alone with my dad able to read both of our thoughts. And now that he’s allowed on the reservation…”
“I can help you out with that sometime. Just come talk to me,”
“Thanks, Uncle Emmett,” I hugged him for a minute, then went back downstairs.
Jacob was on the couch, watching a baseball game. My dad was sitting next to my aunt at the piano, teaching her. My mom was staring out the glass wall.
I went over and sat next to Jacob. He rest him arm around me and I laid against his chest.
We spent the rest of the day just watching TV. My family came in and out. I fell asleep against Jacob’s chest.
When I woke up, I was still on the couch, but Jacob was gone. My aunt was sitting next to me, watching TV.
“Where’s Jacob?” I asked.
“He went home. So did your parents.”
I looked at her. “It Uncle Emmett here?”
“Yeah….why?”
“I need to talk to him. Thanks Aunt Rosalie!” I jumped off the couch and ran up to my uncle’s room.
“Yeah, Nessie?” he asked before I could knock.
“Uncle Emmett, you said if I ever wanted to see Jacob without my parents knowing you’d help me…well, don’t think about this then. Please.”
“Sure, kid, no problem,”
I ran over to his window and jumped out.
As I ran through the forest, I hoped my uncle wouldn’t think about this or tell my dad. In the dark forest, I could smell the bigger animal’s coming out at night.
The most peculiar smell was the smell of bats. They smelled of animals and bats. They get you all excited, thinking you found a giant carnivore, and then it’s just a wimpy bat. They don’t even taste good. I don’t know how many bats I crushed just out of frustration.
I was near the border line. I could smell the hint of werewolf in the breeze but I kept going.
I saw Sam and Jared on my way there. Their eyes tightened just the slightest bit, but didn’t try to stop me. I kept running through the trees so I could be fast.
When I got to Jacob’s house, I climbed up the nearest tree. There was no lights on and I wondered how late it was. When I was on the right branch, I launched myself downward. I landed on Jacob’s roof with a muted thud. If he was awake he could probably hear it, but Billy never would.
I crawled to the edge of the roof and sung my head down to look in his window. The lights were off, but the moonlight was bright enough that I could see Jacob. He was asleep in his bed, looking so peaceful and happy.
I tapped on the window lightly. Then a little harder. Jacob twitched in his sleep and sat up, confused. He shook his hair out, then looked at his window. I flashed him a smile.
He came over to the window and opened it. “Nessie?!” he hissed. “What are you doing here?”
“Back up,”
He sighed and took a few steps back.
I stood up on his roof. I took a deep breath then got on my hands at the edge. Then, I swung my legs down and through his window. I landed with another muted thud.
“Renesmee, what are you doing here? You’re parents are gonna kill us both.”
“I had my uncle cover for me and I’ll be back before sunrise. Just don’t think about it when they are around.” I shrugged.
Jacob moved over and laid down on his bed. “I’m really tired, Ness. And it’s almost midnight.”
“I know,” I went over and laid next to him. “I just have some questions about imprinting.”
“Go ahead.”
“Well, I was wondering…if you are attracted to me in that way?”
Jacob’s eyes snapped open. “Um, well, yeah,” he laughed, embarrassed.
“Okay. And when someone imprints is that normal?”
Jacob nodded. “Yes.”
“Okay.”
“That’s all you wanted to know?” he asked.
“Yeah. I just thought I was different because I am attracted to you, too,” I looked away.
Jacob wound his arms around me and pulled me against him. “Nessie, I love you. And I always will. It doesn’t have to be now,”
“I know.”
Laying against Jacob’s chest, listening to his heartbeat was an unreal feeling. It made me feel like I could fly.
I turned my head and kissed his chest. He sighed, content.
“Nessie, you do realize your father is gonna kill me?”
“Just don’t think about it,” I breathed against his neck.
“Okay, Ness, you’re testing my self-control. As much as I don’t want to let you go, you have to leave.” he unwound his arms.
I sighed. “I know.” I stood up and walked to his window. “Come over when you wake up?”
“See you then.”
“I love you, Jacob.” I whispered then launched myself out his window. The moon was still bright and the animal’s still burned my throat. I looked up at the sky. I had enough time to hunt.
I darted up a tree, scattering a few bats and owls. When I inhaled I focus hard. I didn’t want to trace a scent to a bat and waste my time. I smelled what I thought was a small elk.
I took off through the trees, jumping from tree to tree, and followed the scent.
There was a small sleeping elk hiding in a bush. I slid down the tree and bit the elk before it even woke up.
After I was done, I ran back to the house. The moon was low now and my parent would be there soon. I pushed myself faster.
I climbed up the house again and back through Emmett’s window.
“Hi.” I said.
“Nessie, are you…”
“Uncle Emmett, I just had more questions about imprinting. I promise,”
“Okay. I swear not to think about it,” he grinned at me.
“Thanks,” I went back downstairs and sat next to my grandmother. She was drawing my dad sitting at his piano.
“That’s really pretty,” I said.
“Thank you, Renesmee,” she smiled warmly at me, then kept drawing.
I fell asleep.
“Renesmee, what do you think of all this?” my mom asked.
“Well, I think it all makes more sense now. I think I was ready to know this. I always thought of Jacob. I always missed Jacob. I always wanted to be with Jacob. I never knew why. Now that I know he imprinted, it makes more sense.”
My mother nodded.
“We should probably get going,” I suggested. “I need to apologize to Uncle Emmett.”
I stood up and took Jacob’s hand. This felt natural. We ran through the forest at a jogging speed for us. My parents ran in front of us, holding hands and laughing.
Jacob and I stayed quiet. I guessed he didn’t have anything to say. I was just feeling his hand around mine and knowing what it meant now. I wanted to lean over a kiss him. I wanted that feeling back.
When we got to the house, I walked up to Emmett’s room and knocked quietly on the door.
“Come on in, Ness,”
I walked in. Emmett was sitting on his bed, typing something on his laptop.
“Uncle Emmett, I’m really sorry. I just didn’t like it when you pushed Jacob. Some instinct took over.”
“I know, Nessie. And you didn’t hurt me so it’s okay,” he smiled mockingly. “I didn’t hurt you, did I? I was trying not to hurt you but my instinct took over.”
“No, you didn’t hurt me,”
“So…you and Jacob now?”
“Can I talk to you about that?” I asked.
He put his laptop aside. “Sure. I’m here for you, kid,”
“When you first met Aunt Rosalie and realized you were in love, what was your…physical relationship like?” I looked away, blushing.
“Um,” he laughed. “Well, we were in love and we were attracted to each other so it was involved. Why are you asking me this?”
“It’s just…” I listened hard. I hoped and prayed my dad wasn’t listening to my thoughts. “I feel attracted to Jacob in that way. Like when we were kissing, I kind of wanted things to—”
“Say no more, kid,” he interrupted. “Just make sure your mom and dad don’t know and…well I’m not sure how that would work, but I guess use protection.”
I blushed. “It’s not like we’d ever be alone with my dad able to read both of our thoughts. And now that he’s allowed on the reservation…”
“I can help you out with that sometime. Just come talk to me,”
“Thanks, Uncle Emmett,” I hugged him for a minute, then went back downstairs.
Jacob was on the couch, watching a baseball game. My dad was sitting next to my aunt at the piano, teaching her. My mom was staring out the glass wall.
I went over and sat next to Jacob. He rest him arm around me and I laid against his chest.
We spent the rest of the day just watching TV. My family came in and out. I fell asleep against Jacob’s chest.
When I woke up, I was still on the couch, but Jacob was gone. My aunt was sitting next to me, watching TV.
“Where’s Jacob?” I asked.
“He went home. So did your parents.”
I looked at her. “It Uncle Emmett here?”
“Yeah….why?”
“I need to talk to him. Thanks Aunt Rosalie!” I jumped off the couch and ran up to my uncle’s room.
“Yeah, Nessie?” he asked before I could knock.
“Uncle Emmett, you said if I ever wanted to see Jacob without my parents knowing you’d help me…well, don’t think about this then. Please.”
“Sure, kid, no problem,”
I ran over to his window and jumped out.
As I ran through the forest, I hoped my uncle wouldn’t think about this or tell my dad. In the dark forest, I could smell the bigger animal’s coming out at night.
The most peculiar smell was the smell of bats. They smelled of animals and bats. They get you all excited, thinking you found a giant carnivore, and then it’s just a wimpy bat. They don’t even taste good. I don’t know how many bats I crushed just out of frustration.
I was near the border line. I could smell the hint of werewolf in the breeze but I kept going.
I saw Sam and Jared on my way there. Their eyes tightened just the slightest bit, but didn’t try to stop me. I kept running through the trees so I could be fast.
When I got to Jacob’s house, I climbed up the nearest tree. There was no lights on and I wondered how late it was. When I was on the right branch, I launched myself downward. I landed on Jacob’s roof with a muted thud. If he was awake he could probably hear it, but Billy never would.
I crawled to the edge of the roof and sung my head down to look in his window. The lights were off, but the moonlight was bright enough that I could see Jacob. He was asleep in his bed, looking so peaceful and happy.
I tapped on the window lightly. Then a little harder. Jacob twitched in his sleep and sat up, confused. He shook his hair out, then looked at his window. I flashed him a smile.
He came over to the window and opened it. “Nessie?!” he hissed. “What are you doing here?”
“Back up,”
He sighed and took a few steps back.
I stood up on his roof. I took a deep breath then got on my hands at the edge. Then, I swung my legs down and through his window. I landed with another muted thud.
“Renesmee, what are you doing here? You’re parents are gonna kill us both.”
“I had my uncle cover for me and I’ll be back before sunrise. Just don’t think about it when they are around.” I shrugged.
Jacob moved over and laid down on his bed. “I’m really tired, Ness. And it’s almost midnight.”
“I know,” I went over and laid next to him. “I just have some questions about imprinting.”
“Go ahead.”
“Well, I was wondering…if you are attracted to me in that way?”
Jacob’s eyes snapped open. “Um, well, yeah,” he laughed, embarrassed.
“Okay. And when someone imprints is that normal?”
Jacob nodded. “Yes.”
“Okay.”
“That’s all you wanted to know?” he asked.
“Yeah. I just thought I was different because I am attracted to you, too,” I looked away.
Jacob wound his arms around me and pulled me against him. “Nessie, I love you. And I always will. It doesn’t have to be now,”
“I know.”
Laying against Jacob’s chest, listening to his heartbeat was an unreal feeling. It made me feel like I could fly.
I turned my head and kissed his chest. He sighed, content.
“Nessie, you do realize your father is gonna kill me?”
“Just don’t think about it,” I breathed against his neck.
“Okay, Ness, you’re testing my self-control. As much as I don’t want to let you go, you have to leave.” he unwound his arms.
I sighed. “I know.” I stood up and walked to his window. “Come over when you wake up?”
“See you then.”
“I love you, Jacob.” I whispered then launched myself out his window. The moon was still bright and the animal’s still burned my throat. I looked up at the sky. I had enough time to hunt.
I darted up a tree, scattering a few bats and owls. When I inhaled I focus hard. I didn’t want to trace a scent to a bat and waste my time. I smelled what I thought was a small elk.
I took off through the trees, jumping from tree to tree, and followed the scent.
There was a small sleeping elk hiding in a bush. I slid down the tree and bit the elk before it even woke up.
After I was done, I ran back to the house. The moon was low now and my parent would be there soon. I pushed myself faster.
I climbed up the house again and back through Emmett’s window.
“Hi.” I said.
“Nessie, are you…”
“Uncle Emmett, I just had more questions about imprinting. I promise,”
“Okay. I swear not to think about it,” he grinned at me.
“Thanks,” I went back downstairs and sat next to my grandmother. She was drawing my dad sitting at his piano.
“That’s really pretty,” I said.
“Thank you, Renesmee,” she smiled warmly at me, then kept drawing.
I fell asleep.
