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

Chapter 8- Part 2

I hear footsteps behind me and realise Jake is up. I smile but don't turn around. Jake wraps his arms around my waist.

"Good morning beautiful," he whispers in my ear.

I begin to turn around in his arms and he loosens his grip slightly. "Good morning." I smile up into his eyes and he lowers his head for a kiss. Sadly, it is only quick. I realise my arms are wrapped around his torso, I must've done it without even thinking. He is wearing his shorts so he must've quickly slipped them on, he is bare chested though. "Last night was . . ." I begin but cannot finish. I cannot find a word to describe last night. What can I say?

"Amazing," he finishes, smiling. I nod. I raise my head and kiss him again. He lowers his head, our foreheads touching, and sighs. "Can't we stay just a little while longer?" I plead. He stares down at me and I know I cannot win. I unwrap my arms from his waist and he does the same, intertwining his fingers through mine.

"I wish," he smiles. I feel myself grin, when he smiles I cannot help but do the same.

"Fine," I say, giving in. He quickly puts his t-shirt back on then holds one of my hands as we are about to leave, his fingers intertwined through mine. Before leaving I take a look back at the opening, images of last night flashing before my eyes. I blink once and the images go away. "It's going to take a while to get used to."

"What is?" he asks.

"Not sleeping. I always chose blood so the no food thing I'm use to. It's just . . . finding something to do." Jake thinks about this for a minute.

"You use to sleep," he murmurs, more to himself than me but I find myself nodding anyway. "What did you do last night?" he enquires. I don't reply and he turns to me, slowing down to hardly moving forward at all.

"It's creepy. Even I find it creepy." He looks at me expectantly but I don't go on.

"Well . . ." he drags on, as he stops walking completely, -making me stop as well- allowing the silence afterwards to fill the air so I will continue.

"I was . . . kind of . . . watching you sleep." He raises an eyebrow. "See what I mean? I'm a weirdo, it even creeped me out when I realised what I was actually doing. I am officially a freak." I frown, looking down at the floor.

"Nessie," he says, but because I don't look up, he places a hand under my chin and forces my head up to look at him. "You are not a freak, or a weirdo. It's cute. If I was the one that didn't sleep I'd probably do it too." I look at him unbelieving.

"Really?"

"Really," he smiles.

"And you aren't just saying this to make me feel better?" I ask with a raised eyebrow. He holds my hand again and starts walking.

"No, I mean it. So I guess we are both weird."

"You said I wasn't weird," I put in.

"Well we both aren't normal, are we?"

"I guess not." He laughs. We are not close to it but due to my new, stronger senses, I can see my house far in the distance.

"Do I have to go back," I mumble, slowing down. I'm Hoping to take longer to get home as I know if I went as fast as I could I'd be home within a second.

"It won't be long before I see you again," he says, smiling.

"It will feel like it to me. I don't sleep, remember?" He replies with only a laugh and a shake of his head.

We keep walking and before we get too close I stop and pull Jake back. He gives me a questioning look.

"I have tested dad's power before." His eyes show complete understanding at that; I do not have to say anything else.

"You'll be okay," he reassures me.

"Well why don't you come in with me then?"

"I have to get home," he states.

"Wimp, make me face him myself."

He holds both of my hands. "I can come in if you want me to, but I really do have to go."

"It's fine, it'd probably be better. I know how to work around it . . . kind of." He smiles and begins to walk in the direction of my house. "He can hear you if you get too close, I can take it from here."

"You sure?" I nod. He wraps his arms around me for a hug and I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Love you," he says after we kiss.

"I love you too," I reply, before we separate from our embrace and he walks away. I look back at my house and start walking in that direction, trying to think about anything but what happened last night.