Hands on Me (A Twilight Fanfiction written by IndependentIndividuality)

Chapter 52: In Which There is Game

Chapter 52: In Which There is Game
A/N: Hello, ladies! Yes, it is a Saturday. Yes, it is an update. Guess why? Today's my birthday! Well, I technically won't be 17 until 8:10 am on the 26th but since it's after twelve, it is the day of my birth!

I've decided to update as a treat to myself and y'all as well. Mostly for me, because I couldn't think of a better birthday present than reviews! lol. Don't go thinking I'm all selfless or anything.

So . . . how about y'all break my review record as a little birthday gift to yours truly?

Although that would be awesome, I am just kidding. I love every single review and appreciate all of them. This chapter's been written for months so I'm so excited for y'all to get to it. I like a slightly kinky Nessie - I think it's ridiculously awesome. Let me know if you agree. I also am a fan of PotC, so I'm not hating - it was just fun to write. :D

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except a really bad day that isn't looking up tomorrow even though it is the anniversary of my birth. This day includes but is not limited to: washing my phone in the washing machine, finding out my Dad has decided to go out of town on my birthday, and injuring myself on multiple occasions. So yeah. :D

And yes, I totally just copied and pasted this A/N from Undeniable and edited it to fit. I'm tired.

In Which There is Game Elizabeth Wouldn't Be Able to Say No to

i'll be your french maid
when i meet you at the door
i'm like an alley cat
drink the milk up, i want more

- ashlee simpson, lala

I sat by the front window, leaning into Mom's cold embrace, and twisting Jacob's wedding band in my fingers. Waiting for him to get home.

"You're going to wear it down to nothing if you keep that up," Mom teased me, looking up from Pride and Prejudice. She had a kind of obsession with that book.

Jacob couldn't phase with his ring on – he'd tear it apart and break his finger in the process, so he gave it to me to hold for him when he left this morning. I knew it was necessary, but I still felt childishly upset about it. It hadn't even occurred to me that Jacob would have to take his ring off all the time. I never planned on removing mine.

"I just miss him," I mumbled, still feeling childish. I hadn't seen my family in months and now I was finally back with them and spending my time worrying about Jacob.

Momma hugged me closer. "I know, Renesmee, sweetie."

I'd actually had a pretty good day. Everyone was really careful about not mentioning my twelve days in front of me or anything related, so I didn't know much more than I did this morning but we were together. Jacob called Rachel as soon as we got here and she came flying over with Paul, despite his protests of not wanting to wander into vamp land.

I'm not sure why Jacob just didn't have her come over to the house since it was closer, but I didn't ask. I was too nervous, about a number of things.

The first was that I would be going back to see my family for the first time after doing . . . that. And they would all know it. It wasn't exactly like we were going to hold a discussion (except for a few questions from Aunt Alice that I dodged), but the idea still made me uncomfortable.

Also, I would be meeting Rachel. Of course, I'd met Rachel loads of times, but never as Jacob's . . . wife. Never as anything more than his friend, and I was worried she wouldn't think I was good enough for her brother or something like that. I don't know – I mean, obviously she knew about the imprint since she was one, but still. Nervous.

But everything went amazingly well. There was some crying and a few mutters about "Dad" that I saw made Jacob uncomfortable. He hadn't gotten to go say goodbye to Billy yet. Rachel's eyes widened when he told her that we'd been married and she stared at me like she was seeing me for the first time.