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Past Memories

As Jacob and Renesmee begin to take the next steps in their relationship, things take a turn for the worst. When the past comes back to haunt them, will it ruin their relationship, or streghthen it? Does love really conquer all? Or will love be the source of all their problems? Free Image Hosting

This is the sequel to Unknown Desire. I recommend you read that first, or you'll probably be confused.


6. Chapter 6

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He was there, waiting for me.

“Nessie!” he cried and threw his arms around me.

“Get. Off. Me.” I spat, he withdrew immediately.

“I'm sorry, but I've been worried sick. Ness, it wasn't any thing like that at all. I-”

“Stop.” I cut him off. “I believe you.” he looked relieved. “But I just can't trust you anymore.” I gave him a disappointed look, and trudged upstairs. I quietly shut the door, not locking it, and took a shower.

After my shower, I put on a t-shirt and shorts, and walked towards the bed I looked on the pillow, and saw a rose.

I walked over it, to see there was a note next to it.

Forgive me, please? I promise to do whatever it takes. I just want us again. Please?

And I looked to see the ring was on the flower. I smiled a little, and put the ring in the nightstand drawer. I climbed into the bed, and sighed. I loved him so much, and this was killing me.

I wanted him right next to me, with his strong, warm arms around me. I wanted him to kiss my forehead softly, and tell me how much he loved me. I just wanted him back, the way things were before. My heart was just aching for him.

“I want you back.” I murmured to myself, and cried myself to sleep for the second night in a row.

* * * * * *

I woke up to an empty bed, and I just stayed there for hours. I finally grabbed the remote, and watched TV for most of the day.

Eventually, I decided enough was enough. He and I were going to have a talk, and this was going to be fixed. I got up and got dressed and all that stuff, then I marched downstairs.

“You said you need to explain. So god damn it, I want to hear it now.” I ordered.

“Alright, what you saw yesterday was absolutely nothing, okay? Nothing. I went there because I didn't know what to do about you and me. I was going crazy, Ness, and I still am. We were fighting, and you wouldn't talk to me, and I heard you crying, and screaming, and I've never seen you so upset. Please please know that I never meant to hurt you. I never told you because, to be completely honest, I've never even thought about it. Why dwell on the past when you've already got a perfect life? So there you go, nothing happened between us.”

“Jacob, I don't understand why.” I whispered.

“Why, what?”

“Why I'm not good enough, and why I'm only second best.”

“Are you kidding me?? Second best?? What would make you think that?”

“I've never understood why you loved me, but then I realized why. It's because I'm so much like her, I'm a good substitution.”

“Nessie, that's not it at all. You're definitely not a 'substitution', I'm not even sure how you can think that. Don't you see yourself clearly at all? Don't you understand why it's so easy to love you?” I shook my head 'no'.

“Alright.” he took a small step closer to me. “I love every thing about you. I love that you make the most adorable little giggle when I kiss you right here,” he touched my neck and one spot. “And the sexiest noises when I kiss you here.” he touched the other side of my neck.

“And whenever you go shopping and get a new outfit, you prance around in it in an attempt to turn me on, when in truth, you could be bald and wearing a paper bag and I would think you looked beautiful.” he grinned at me.

“And I love that you giggle and jump up and down when you're happy about something.

One of my favorite things is that when I have to leave you, you get so sad, and it kills me to leave. But then I come home I find you in one of my shirts or something, and you're laying in the spot I was in when I left, and then when I get to you, you run up to me and give me a hug, and it makes my day to see that you're happy to see me.

Oh, and when you're mad. You're absolutely adorable the way your nose wrinkles and you cross your arms, it's so cute.

But I'd have to say that my favorite thing about you is your heart. You're the most loving, caring, kind person I've ever met, with the ability to love. And to forgive, most of the time.” he stopped to look at my reaction to his big speech.

“Now, I know it's highly unlikely, but do you think you could ever forgive me?

“Wow.” I blinked a couple of times and bit my lip. He just kept his eyes on me. “Deal.”

“What?” he asked skeptically, not believing I meant it.

“You're forgiven.” I grinned.

“Just like that?”

“Just like that.” I repeated.

“Can I ask why?” he wondered.

“Because I love you too much to stay mad at you.” I sighed. I crossed the space between us and wrapped my arms around his waist.

“I love you.” he murmured into my hair.