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

Chapter 4- Part 2

The kiss deepens and Jake brings a hand to my cheek. I move to kneel, and move so I am now seated in Jake's lap. Immediately after moving into Jake's lap I feel off.

Oh no, I think just before the pain in my head comes back ten-fold. I continue kissing him and he kisses me back, trying my best to ignore the pain that is only worsening in my temples. I cannot help it, I stop kissing Jake for a split second and grimace in pain. My hope that Jake did not notice is short lived as he gently moves back, assessing my face. I sigh, leaning back.

"What was that? Are you okay?" he asks.

"Yeah, I'm all good," I say. I try to kiss him again however he places a hand just above my chest, stopping me.

"Nes, do not lie to me please."

"Jake, I'm fine."

"No you're not, hold on," he says, shuffling from under me so I move off his lap. I sit on the grass cross-legged and Jake sits in front of me, studying my face.

As I am looking at him I find myself blinking rapidly. My vision is as though I have lost focus and cannot see clearly. The pain in my head becomes extremely painful and I close my eyes tightly. Jake grabs my hands and I squeeze his hands tightly as an automatic response.

"Okay, okay Nes that hurts," he says. I immediately let go. "You don't normally hurt me and I can tolerate . . ." He continues but I can no longer hear him above the pulsating pain in my temples. What the hell is going on? I felt this head pain earlier but this is a hundred times worse. I wanted to spend time with Jake and so did not say anything but maybe I should have? What is wrong with me?

The pain eases after what feels like hours and I open my eyes. "Renesmee!" Jake gives a sigh of relief as I open my eyes.

"You are not okay, and I heard your thoughts before. You felt like this earlier? Why didn't you say anything," Jake says, almost accusingly.

"I am fine," I say sternly, still trying although I know no way will this work now after he saw that and also heard my thoughts.

"Then stand up," he says, standing up and outreaching his hands to me.

I look up at him, knowing there is no way I am going to be able to stand the way I am feeling right now. The pulsating in my head is still there, my stomach feeling slightly queasy as it did so earlier. I shake my head.

"I'm fine where I am," I say, remaining noncompliant. He huffs in frustration.

"Nessie, right now I am worried about you and you are not helping me. I promised your dad I would look after you and I intend to keep that promise. Please do not make this hard for me. I am so worried about you right now."

"Jake, I'm fine, really. I felt a bit queasy and lightheaded before but I am fine now." Alright, that's a lie. "If it gets worse I will tell you, okay?" I will tell him because I have no idea what is going on either. I don't ever get sick so why now. I don't think I've convinced him completely but his face does lighten a bit and he sits down with me.