Renesmee's Story (A Twilight Fan Fiction) *BEING EDITED*

Chapter 1- part 5

I place my hand on the door handle, turning the doorknob to open the door. Before walking I take a quick glance back, seeing the back of Jake as he walks away. Just before I walk inside Jake turns, mouthing the words, 'you'll be okay'. I give a slight smile and nod before walking inside, closing the door behind me.

I'm about to call out to mum and dad however as I walk into the lounge I can see them sitting on the couch watching television. When I walk into the living room mum turns the television on mute and they both face me. Of course they already know that I wanted to talk to them, with dad's power.

"Hi Nessie, did you have fun?" Mum asks, acting clueless. Man my parents are annoying, teenagers do not like their parents knowing every single thing in their head. I sit on a chair and turn to dad.

"Can you get outta my damn head?" I ask, frustrated. He shrugs and I keep going before I change my mind. "I need to talk to you both but you probably already know," I say, shooting an accusing glance at my dad.

"Talk about what?" dad asks. He isn't a good actor either, he couldn't even keep the secret of him being a vamp from mum so I guess maybe they don't actually know. "Hey," he says, hearing what I was thinking.

"Dad, I told you to get out of my head," I sigh. Anyway, I am sick of all of this. You have to give me more space rather than giving me orders all the time. I get there are hundreds of things I cannot do and I have no idea what I can actually do anymore."

"We understand where you are coming from and that is why Esme and Carlisle are keeping an eye out for another Vampire like you, so that you can talk to someone that is going through the same thing as you. We are trying our best Renesmee, this is all new to your father and I," mum says, showing empathy in her gaze.

Now I feel bad, I can be so self-centred sometimes. I get up from the chair and sit on the couch between mum and dad. "I know that. It is just so hard, being a Vampire and a teenager on top of everything. And we have no idea when I will stop ageing."

"Carlisle believes that you will stop ageing around the same age as your mother and I, so around seventeen, eighteen years," dad says to me. I look at mum and think I am better off telling her about Jake now as well, get it all off my chest. Especially before she hears it from someone else, so I can plead for her to remain quiet and let me do this how I want. I look at dad, knowing he would have heard my thoughts. Dad shows that I was right, giving a slight nod.

"Mum, can I talk to you alone?" I ask.

"Of course," she replies, as dad walks off into the kitchen. I know dad will be able to hear everything, but I respect the gesture of perceived privacy.

"Mum . . . well . . ," I begin, unsure how to tell her. I let out a deep breath. Here goes nothing. "You know how I hang out with Jake . . . a lot?" I ask. Mum nods. "Well . . . I kind of . . . like him, a lot. And I have no idea what to do about it or if he feels the same way."

"I guess it's time to tell you everything."

"What do you mean when you say everything?" I ask.

"You know about the story with Jake and your dad when I first moved here and the things before you were born?" She asks. Of course I do, I have heard this story a hundred times.

"Yes. Dad acted weird because he couldn't read your mind and Jake was always nice, and so on but I don't-"

"That's not all of it. The trouble between them wasn't just because Jake was a werewolf and your father a Vampire. Jake liked me and they both use to get jealous when I would spend time with the other."

"I already know about all of that, including how Jake liked you."

"What? I've never told you, who did?" She asks, shocked.

"Jake told me, we tell each other everything. He's one person out of our family that I know I can trust, but that's the problem. I like him but I don't want it to wreck what we already have as friends." Mum is silent for a little while and I can see that she was thinking about something.

"What?" I ask. What is she hiding? She places a hand on my shoulder.

"I think you have to talk to Jake," she says, before standing up and walking away, joining dad in the kitchen.

What was with that? I finally let them know everything and it was so hard. So hard telling her about Jake and then she just left suddenly? Telling me that I 'have to talk to Jake'. I feel that mum is right though – I have to talk to him. I am better off telling him and knowing what could happen than not telling him and never knowing, having these thoughts every time I am with him. It crushes me feeling this way and keeping it from him.

I glance over towards where mum walked off to and notice that she has not left the kitchen, and that dad hasn't either. I have to get closer so I can hear what they are saying. I sneak towards the kitchen slowly so when I can hear them clearly enough I stop. I try to be as quiet as I can but it is always difficult trying to sneak around when your parents are vamps, but because I am one too I can make no sound when I want to. The only difficultly is dad's power, because if I get too close he will be able to hear my thoughts and thus will know I am nearby. I stand behind a wall near the kitchen but remain out of sight from mum and dad, hoping I am far enough that dad will not be able to hear my thoughts. I came here midway through the conversation but I know mum would be telling dad about what I said or that dad would have been listening in, or both.