How Sweet It Is To Be Loved By You
Warning! Contains spoilers to Breaking Dawn! Nessie is grown up, and still very much in love with Jacob. When Jacob proposes, how will the Cullen family react?
7. Chapter 7
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I groaned silently. I didn’t really want to wake Renesmee up. But I guess it was inevitable. I reached for my phone and as soon as I moved her eyelids fluttered open. Her deep chocolate brown eyes stared deep into mine. Her hand flew to my face as she smiled. Memories of earlier flooded my mind. Her feelings and thoughts when I entered her. Her happiness, every thought that occurred to her during our time together. As I was reveling in her pleasing thoughts, I was still struggling to reach my phone. It was still ringing. I knew who it was; it had to be Edward.
When I looked at the caller ID the inevitable was there staring me in the face. Edward’s name was highlighted on the front of my phone. I inwardly groaned at the words that were about to come out of his mouth. I was about to open my phone when it stopped ringing. Two seconds later, my phone vibrated. This meant that I had a text message. Uh oh.
U R DEAD.
Oh shit. I didn’t want to re-cross that border. I didn’t want to see what was waiting for me at the Cullen mansion. Was I going to get put through another wall? It doesn’t really matter how fast I heal, It still hurts when I go through a wall.
“Renesmee,” I whispered her name, “You have to get dressed. Edward just texted me. He knows and he wants you home…now.”
“Oh shit.” she looked at me with an agonizing stare. She got up and quickly found her clothes. They were strewn all around the room. I quickly dressed myself.
“Ready, love?” I asked her.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” she replied sullenly. I pulled her into my arms and ran out the door.
Jacob pulled me into his arms and I immediately felt at home once again. I was warm, and safe, and loved. That’s all I could ever ask for. That was until about five minutes later when we reached the border. My father was standing there with my mother and the rest of my family. Oh this was going to be horrible.
My father was being restrained by Rosalie and Alice. My mother, who was still stronger than most at this point in time, was being restrained by Emmett. Jasper was in the back of the group. I could tell he was trying to calm down the atmosphere. He had a concentrated look on his face and he was putting a lot of energy into calming my parents down. Emmett was laughing hysterically while holding onto my mother.
Snarls were ripping out of my mothers chest as she glared at us both.
“Renesmee …Carlie…Cullen.” she pronounced each word very carefully, and slowly, making sure to get the point across that she was pissed. “Get your eight year old ass in the house. Carlisle, if you would please escort her there and make sure she does not go anywhere but her room.” yep, she was definitely pissed. Great.
I looked up at Jacob, unwilling to leave the safety of his arms, and most definitely unwilling to leave the safety of the border line. I wonder what would happen if I never went across; if I just stayed on this side.
“We would find a way to get you. Jacob wouldn’t want you to be unhappy, he would eventually convince you to come home.” It was my father who spoke. “We’re not mad Renesmee, we’re just disappointed. You’re not even married to the dog yet, and you’ve already gone and done something irrevocable. It was just irresponsible on your part. But, you will just have to deal with whatever consequences come with the responsibility you’ve taken on.” Jacob gently set me on my feet on the ground.
Great he was giving me a speech. By that time, he had stopped struggling to get to us. He stopped and walked away from the line, pulling my mother’s hand as he went. She grudgingly followed him back to the cottage. Dammit. Why did they have to do that? It was one thing if they were mad, but to be disappointed? Ugh. This sucked!
“Jacob, come on. They are obviously not going to do much about it.” I told him so quietly that no one but he could hear.
“I suppose you’re right.” he replied to me. He grabbed my hand and slowly walked across the border. It was like going to a different country. Rosalie was staring down her perfectly sculpted nose at me. She was glaring. And when she glared, boy did she glare.
I looked at Carlisle and he looked back silently until he said, “The plane that takes us to Volterra leaves in five hours. We must leave for the airport in two hours. Jacob, you will do wisely to go home and let your brothers know the update.”
I was still looking at Carlisle when Jacob grabbed my chin and carefully pulled my face around to his.
“You go pack, and I’ll be back, and you’ll be safe in my arms again. I promise.” he hugged me fiercely and kissed me passionately. I threw my arms around his neck, and he lifted me up and twirled me around in circles as we still kissed. He pulled away too soon for my liking, and my breath was coming in ragged gasps.
“I’m holding you to that,” I told him quietly, trying to stall his leaving. I only tightened my grip around his neck.
“Ness, I have to go tell the pack that we’ll be leaving soon. My pack is still at the house. I’ll phase before I get to Sam’s so I can let them know. I’ll be back so soon you won’t even know I was gone.” he promised me. But it was a promise he broke as soon as he made it.
I reluctantly released my grip on him. Reluctantly, mind you. “I love you Jacob,”
“I love you to Renesmee.” he said definitely.
I turned away and started to run for the house. I ran as fast as I could. I had a lot of clothes to pack. I almost hoped that Alice had already packed my suitcase. Almost.
I reached the house and ran in through the front door, hoping to get past my parents. No such luck.
“Uh, Renesmee,” my mother called to me. Damn.
“Yeah mama?” I called back softly.
“You need to start packing. It won’t take you long so just get it done. Your father and I are already packed up so if you need help, just call.” Wow. She didn’t say anything about what happened with Jacob. I think that hell was starting to freeze over. I stared at my mother and she didn’t seem to have any hidden agenda. Yep, hell was freezing over.
I was about to agree with her, tell her okay, whatever you say, but Alice zoomed into the room like a gust of wind.
“I’ve already packed for you Nessie!” she said in her sing song voice. “You’re clothes will be all the rage in Volterra.” ugh.
“Wow!” I said in a fake surprise voice, “Thanks so much Alice! That saves me loads of time.” sarcasm much?
I went into my room and closed my door quietly. I plopped down on my bed with a sigh. Ugh. As I began to think about the approaching days I began to realize that they were going to be long and boring days. There wasn’t even a chance that my parents, or Jacob… or anyone for that matter, would let me even step foot out of my hotel room. Let alone the actual hotel. I would never get to see Volterra. And I always heard that it was such a beautiful city. Besides the fact that blood was shed every day due to the fact that there was a coven of three vampires and their guards and servants, who were also vampires. I had no problem with vampires who didn’t follow our “vegetarian” diet. I could get along with them very well. But vampires that killed for sport, they just weren’t on my list of people to hang around with.
I was still lying on my bed thinking when I heard footsteps coming towards my door. I sniffed the air: it was my father. Uh oh. About a quarter of a second later there was a knock at my door.
“Renesmee? Can I come in please?” my father called to me.
“Yea, Dad.” I called through the door to him, “Come on in.” he opened, walked in, shut the door, and sat down on my bed next to me.
“I meant what I said Ness. I’m not going to punish you for what you did with Jacob. But I hope that you are ready for whatever consequences come with your decision. I’m here to tell you the ground rules for when we’re in Volterra.” great…
“I’m listening, dad,”
“First, you are to stay in the hotel room at all times. At. All. Times.” he said, punctuating every word. “If Jacob elects to stay, instead of going to the castle, then I will know everything. I will be close enough to still be able to hear both of your thoughts. You just better hope that your not pregnant.” he said the last part so softly, I almost didn’t hear it. Almost.
I wanted to cry. I knew that he was disappointed in me. But I didn’t think that he would say anything to me. Especially that. None of us knew if I could reproduce or not. If so, it would be with Jacob. We wouldn’t be able to tell the Volturi. If we did, they would want to destroy that child also. It would be part human, part vampire, and part wolf. I know that I should care about my father hearing this, but the truth was, I really didn’t. I was full grown, and could do as I pleased. And I did just that.
Ugh, I had to make this right. “Dad,” I said in a monotone voice. I didn’t really have to yell. I just had to say it, and I knew that everyone in the whole damn house would hear me. Just like they heard everything that went on in this house.
“Yes, Renesmee?” he said as he glided in my room once again.
“Look, I’m sorry for what I did. What happened. If it turns out that I can reproduce, then I will accept the consequence when it comes down to it. We have Carlisle, and we have you. You took care of mom when she was pregnant with me, and I’m much less breakable now, than she was when she was human. I’m only half human.” I put on my big eyes face. “I know you can talk care of me, and I’m sorry for what I did, only because I know how it hurts you and mamma. But, I’m not sorry for what I did. I love Jacob, and Jacob loves me. You know that dad. You may not like it, but you know that all he wants is to make me happy. And he is what makes me happy.” I was finished with my speech.
“That sounds very responsible of you, Renesmee, but we will see if or when the time comes, if you will hold true to that promise. Now, Jacob and the pack are going to be her in less than a minute. It’s time to leave for the airport.” he told me. My stomach did a silent flip at the thought of seeing Jake again. Just as I started to walk down the stairs he walked through the door as if he owned the place. He still looked incredible. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants, and no shirt. His muscles rippled down his chest and stomach. His arms bulged with hidden muscles. He was beautiful.