Chapter 7: Alice's Room

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I made it back to the Cullen's House and two strides before I crashed into the garage door, I phased back. I was always really good at "phasing on the fly" as we called it. I open the Garage side door, and walked-in, but before I had taken two steps through the door; my shorts were already on and fastened. It’s amazing how time efficient one can become when it means spending time with the one he treasures more than his own life. I walked across the Garage and into the door that leads to the family room, and headed straight for the coat closet that held my dresser full of t-shirts. I opened the top drawer and pulled on the Midnight Blue polo, which was Nessie's favorite, and then walked into the family room, where Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper were watching TV and Esme was in the Corner at her little desk scribbling away at something.

"Oh Look, the Family Pet returns home! Did you wipe your feet as you came in through the doggie door, like a good little boy?"

Rosalie said without her eyes leaving the Television. Rosalie didn't like me in the beginning and used to call me Dog, Mutt, and Fido as an insult. I'm not sure if she's come to like me or if she just realizes that I'm part of the family now. Either way, it was because of Renesmee. Rosalie adored Renesmee and Renesmee adored me, at least I think and hoped, because she was my world, so however Rosalie felt about me - it was only because of and for Renesmee. Either way, the venom is her voice is gone when she talks with me, and she will actually address me directly now. I laughed out loud at my personal joke, and she turns to look at me.

“What’s so funny puppy?" Rosalie asked, this time looking at me.

She still referred to me as Dog, Puppy, the family pet, that thing Nessie found and dragged home, but they are almost terms of endearment.

"Oh I crack myself up - don't worry you're royal Blondie-ness - it's too confusing for you" and I of course still teased her about being blond, and though they aren't any more polite, there's less venom in my voice as well.

"Yes, I wiped my feet like a good boy as I came in through my doggie door, and I even - put - a - shirt- on!"I emphasized that last part about the shirt ... still messing with her. My "doggie door” was a side door in the Garage so I could come and go as needed.

"What a good little puppy you have become! Now that you are all house-broken and trained!" she purposely said that in a conceding baby voice as if she was talking down to me ... so of course I had to respond with a nice little come back retort

"Why yes I would? Is she upstairs? Don't trouble you - I'll get her myself" and then raced to the staircase and quickly started up.

"Don't let me tell her that you called her your bone! You'll be in big trouble Pup - Better yet! Don't Let Edward find out you called his perfect little angel of a daughter a bone - you'll be in the dog house" Rosalie's words chased me up the stairs

"Bring it on Blondie!" I yelled down the stairs at her as I continued to race up to the second floor. I had never been in Renesmee's Room, but it didn't matter because she wasn't there now. As I reached the second landing, I turned around the corner and went to the door at the end of the hallway and knocked on Alice's Door.

"Who is it?" Alice asked from behind the door and you could hear the grin in her voice. This was our little game.

"I don't know - you tell me! Who am I?" this was my typical response to her little game.

"Hello Jacob, how have you been?" Alice asked as she opened her door

"Some Psychic you are - you got to open the door to see who it is? How Human!" I teased her

"Stuff it Mighty Mutt or I'll give you a Bathe" She said as she laughed.

"You're starting in on the dog jokes now too? Great! Is Renesmee here?" I know she was just kidding with me but I had enough of this game and I wanted to see Renesmee.

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