Sorry the original link for this isn't working. As promised, here is Chapter 4. Enjoy!
The door opened and most of my family was already home. Alice and Jasper were watching TV and my mother sat curled up on the love seat reading a book.
“Hey guys, how was the bonfire?” she called as we made our way into the living room. Jacob plopped down in an open space on the sofa next to Jasper, and put his feet up on the coffee table.
“What’s up, man?” Jasper said as they bumped fists.
“Not too much,” he said. He looked down the couch to Alice, who had her feet in Jasper’s lap. “Hey shorty.” She flashed him a bright smile and went back to watching her show.
How could he look so nonchalant? It felt like I was going to jump out of my skin at any given second and we had just walked in. I looked over
at my mother hoping my facial expression didn’t away my nervousness, which
would, of course, unleash a series of probing questions. I had hoped to bring
this subject up myself, rather than going before the inquisition.
“It was amazing. I replied, arranging my face into what felt liked a genuine smile. “Those stories are magical the way they tell them.” I was hoping she’d take the edge in my voice as excitement rather than nerves.
“Where’s dad?” I asked, changing the subject. I glanced thru the doorway into the kitchen, but didn’t see him anywhere. I wanted to get this out of the way as soon as
possible and I didn’t know how long I’d be able to keep my thoughts under
wraps. Jacob looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. Apparently, he didn’t
think I would be so eager to condemn us.
“Right here.” My father’s unmistakable voice floated into the room. I turned to see him walking down the stairs smiling. My mother’s face
lit up when he entered the room and walked over to kiss her on the cheek. It
was electrifying the way they looked at each other- like they could step in and
out of their own little world whenever they chose. Did I light up like that
when I looked at Jacob? Would it be that obvious that the two of us were in
love? The nerves in my stomach began to make me feel woozy as I fought to tear
my thoughts away from Jacob and myself. I glanced around the room once more and
groaned internally- I hadn’t intended to have this conversation in front of an entire
family audience. I bit down on my bottom lip and concentrated very hard on
non-Jacob related things.
“Hey Nessie, did you have fun?” he asked as he walked over and kissed the top of my head. Then, taking a closer look at my expression, he asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yep, it was great.” The hysteria was climbing up my spine threatening to breakthrough my carefully composed visage, so I took a deep breath to steady myself.
“Hey Edward! Seth says hi.” Jacob chimed in. No hint of nerves in his voice. He looked over at me and smiled reassuringly.
My father looked me over once more and cocked his head to the side- he had obviously picked up on my peculiar train of thoughts, and walked around the love seat and took a seat beside my mother.
“Well, tell him I said hello as well!” he replied, focusing his attention on Jacob then. “It feels strange not having him around all the
time. Maybe next time we’re in Forks to visit Charlie we can get together. How
are he and Leah doing?”
They began to prattle on about the Clearwater’s and Billy- and pretty much the entire Quileute tribe- then Jacob launched into a detailed play
by play recap of the stories at the bonfire. I had wanted to get this off my
chest as quickly as possible, but Jacob was making that impossible. Nearly and hour had passed and I could feel a
lump forming in my throat as I fought desperately with my own mind to focus on the
trivial. Sadly, I was about to lose.
I caught Jacob’s eye and shot him a pleading look. My father, of course, caught our little exchange and looked to me questioningly.
“Are you sure you’re okay? Why don’t you sit down? You’ve been standing in the same place since you got here.” he asked. I looked down,
taking in my position. I hadn’t noticed that I had been standing perfectly
still, idling next to the recliner, until he mentioned it.
“I’m okay,” I assured him, “but I have to tell you something.” I could hear my voice shaking. He raised his eyebrows expectantly.
Jasper turned down the volume on the TV and he and Alice looked over at me. Mom
put her book down and stared at me as well.
My brain actually began to ache as I worked to keep my thoughts under control. My skin felt like it was crawling. I took another breath and opened my mouth to speak but no sound came out.
“What is it, love?” he urged. “You have my undivided attention.”
I tried to deliver a rational explanation, but the gush of words came out so fast they hardly made any sense.
“Well, I just want to start by saying that this is my fault and I intend to take full responsibility for everything. It all happened so fast…I
just never thought that…please don’t me mad, okay? It just that…well you know
how I’ve always changed so quickly…well this is kind of like that…I mean, not
really…it’s more like I think it was there the whole time…well maybe not the
whole time but…”
Jacob let out an exasperated sigh and looked over at my father meaningfully. My father cocked his head to the side again, this time listening
to Jacob’s thoughts. A look of recognition flashed on his face followed quickly
by another expression I couldn’t quite place.
“Oh. Hmm, well that is something” he said half to himself.
Betrayed, I looked over at Jacob. What had he shown just shown him? I felt like I might pass out, but Jacob just smiled and winked at me
out of the corner of his eye. Had he lost his mind? I had seen the two of them
go at it before. I was sure my father would rip his arms off for sure this
“For Heaven’s sake, SIT DOWN, Renesmee!” dad ordered. “Nobody is going to rip anything from anyone.” So much for controlling my thoughts, I thought.
“What is going on?” My mother demanded. Jasper and Alice were looking around nervously. I sat on the edge of the recliner obediently.
“There has been somewhat of a new development.” My father explained calmly. “It appears that the inevitable ‘situation’ we have been
anticipating has arrived.” he looked at my mother like she should know exactly
what he meant. Her amber eyes flew open wide and she snapped her head over to
stare me in incredulously.
“Already?!” she asked in disbelief.
I was so mortified all I could do was nod. I looked down shamefully, my long hair falling down to shield my face. There was nothing but
silence in the room, and I briefly wondered how she had made the connection so
quickly, but I didn’t dare ask. I
finally looked up, and she, my father, and Jacob were all looking at me with
different expressions. My mother still looked at me in wonder, my father wore
the same unreadable expression, but he looked stern. Suddenly, it felt like a
shower of red hot pins and needles were going over my entire body.
“How much trouble am I in?” I whispered.
My father’s face flickered with disappointment before looking over at my mother hoping to find the right words. I didn’t know which I feared more; my father’s anger or disappointment.
“I didn’t expect this so quickly.” My mother said, never taking her eyes off me. “I thought a year or two more and then maybe…” She
trailed off and her gaze shifted over to Jacob, her expression less then
“We know how you feel about her, but I thought we agreed that you wouldn’t encourage this? You promised you’d let it happen naturally- at
her own pace.” Her voice was growing angrier as she continued. Alice and Jasper
murmured something unintelligible to excuse themselves from the room, but my
mother’s berating didn’t miss a beat.
“She just finished maturing for the most part a little over a year ago, for crying out loud, and already you’re putting together your own agenda?
If you did this on purpose I swear I’ll really take your head off this time.
How could you?!” she was on her feet now and nearly yelling.
My father stood up and put his hands on her shoulders forcing her back to the love seat.
“Bella, sit down, love.” She forced herself to take a few deeps breaths, staring intently at the dark hardwood floor, and once she had
calmed down my father looked back over at Jacob, taking over where she had left
“I know you always have her best interest at heart, and that is why we have been so understanding up until now, but this is different,
Jacob. I thought you agreed to honor your commitment to mine and Bella’s wishes
not to perpetuate the situation?” His tone was even, but it was also very
disapproving. He didn’t even glance in my direction when he spoke.
This wasn’t fair for Jacob to have to take all the heat for me.
“Dad, I…” I tried to interject but he put his hand up motioning me to be quiet.
Jacob had been very calm through the whole exchange, but now his face turned defensive. He pulled his arms down from behind his head and held his two enormous hands out in front of him.
“I didn’t encourage or perpetuate anything,” he explained. “What type of person do you think I am? As if this whole situation isn’t hard
enough- you think I’d add another obstacle just for the hell of it? I have never
had any ulterior motives. All I want is what is best for her, and for her to be
happy.” He looked over at my father evaluating his response before he continued.
“You know it’s true!” he protested. Then taking a different approach he added, “This has been building little by little over the past few
months. She didn’t even know it until just this morning,” He said cutting his
eyes over to me briefly, “But she knows now.”
He leaned forward and stared at my father pointedly, giving him a look like he was missing something very important.
“You had to have seen it, Edward? The way she misses me when I’m gone?” He prompted. “Or just the way she looks at me for God’s sake!”
I could have sworn the Earth stood still at that moment.
This was it- he’d gone too far and now we were going to die. I looked over at my father bracing myself for the eruption of sheer rage that
would shatter us both, but it never came. I looked around the room hoping he
wouldn’t break any of Esme’s priceless pieces that she had collected over the
last few decades. He caught my gaze and shot me a frustrated look.
“There is really no need to be so dramatic, Renesmee. I don’t like what he’s saying…but it’s true.” he said. I heard my mother grunt and murmur something unintelligible under her breath.
I looked back down to my lap, embarrassed at my earlier blustering comments about my ability to control my thoughts, and flicked an invisible
piece of lint from my jeans. I really needed to work on controlling my thoughts
in stressful situations.
“I knew this would happen eventually, but I think I was caught off guard by the suddenness of it all,” he tone was resigned, but his
expression clouded over and he stared at Jacob threateningly. Standing now, he
closed the distance between himself and Jacob so that he was practically
looming over him. He kept his voice so low for the next part I had to strain to
“I expect you to be a gentleman at all times- no matter what. Just because I understand it doesn’t meant I won’t be watching. I know
you love her, and the imprinting compels you to put her first, but you are
still a man, after all. You WILL be honorable every second you spend with her,
or you will have to answer to me. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”
He was absolutely frightening. Jacob, who was almost never without a smart comment, looked at him solemnly and nodded.
This was insane. I didn’t know if I was more relieved or embarrassed. Had my parents really expected this to happen? No wonder Jacob was
so confident in the car. Evidently, this ‘situation,’ as my father had so
eloquently put it, had already been discussed before. Well, at least we weren’t
in trouble. In fact, it seemed this was some sort of bizarre blessing. I mean,
it wasn’t like they were turning back flips or anything- they were still
The afternoon ended quickly after our discussion and everyone seemed spent from the conversation. Jacob and I went out for a walk. My entire
perspective on life had changed in less than one full day and my head was
spinning. I couldn’t imagine what would happen next, or my life without Jacob.