Can't Stand To See You Cry (Jacob)

Chapter 3

Renesmee watched Jacob's face as he relived her vision in his mind. He saw the party being held in the old theater. He watched her holding Wyatt's hand and dragging him
back to the dressing rooms for a stolen kiss. And when Nessie was ready to return to the party and Wyatt was not, he got angry. Wyatt squeezed her forearm and tore her dress when he tried to reach inside and touch her breasts. Her face was aghast, obviously because she had trusted him and this attack had come out of nowhere.

The vision continued as Wyatt pushed Renesmee onto a couch and as he descended on her, Jacob pulled his hand away and squeezed his eyes shut. There was no way he could see this, no way he would ever be able to get that vision out of his head once he
had seen it.

Renesmee reached for Jacob once again, trying to show him the rest. "There's more," she urged as his face contorted.

Obviously he had seen enough. He caught her wrist in his hand and held it far from his face.

He shook his head quickly. "I can't," he began. "This could literally kill me," he pleaded. Jacob scooted back from her, stopping once his back reached his chair and he effectively had nowhere else to go.

Renesmee sighed as she climbed toward him, forcing herself to straddle his lap. Jacob furrowed his brow, wondering what the hell was she trying to do to him. Did she not believe she could truly kill him with this vision? When she raised her hand to his face again, she smiled sweetly and murmured, "Trust me."

Jacob sucked in a deep breath and blew it out slowly. He nodded his head slowly and didn't try to fight when she reached for his face. He kept his eyes locked on her, realizing he did trust her.

Whatever this is, it won't kill me, he reassured himself.

Renesmee showed him the rest of the memory. She knew she could have just told him, but she felt in her heart that he needed to see it for himself. It was the only way he would be able to let himself off the hook for not being there when she got hurt.

She watched his face as it played out in her mind and then his. When Wyatt began to descend upon her, she kicked him...hard in the stomach. That probably would have been good enough, but she was mad. So she kneed him in the groin and punched him in the face. He toppled back and fell into a pile of props.

Jacob smiled widely as he pulled her hand down from his face and turned it over, inspecting her knuckles for further damage. There was none.

As if she could read his thoughts, she quickly explained, "He was just a human."

Jacob laughed heartily and pulled her into one of his amazing bear hugs. She felt his body relax as his warmth spread to her and he realized he wasn't going to die. After a moment or two, she felt him tense back up. She pulled away and gazed into his eyes, trying to read him. "Everything okay?" she questioned innocently.

He nodded quickly, suddenly aware of their position and closeness. It didn't feel right to him. He worried that he would make her uncomfortable, but she didn't seem to mind sitting in his lap and having their arms wrapped around each other. But he knew this would be a memory that Edward could read when she got home and he didn't feel like dying later.

In one swift motion, Jacob stood and lifted Renesmee right off her feet. "I should be getting you home," he began as he looked down at her, their bodies so incredibly close.

She cocked her head and sighed, "No, please. Don't make me go home!"

Jacob's eyes widened when he realized what she wanted. "You can't stay here! Your father will hunt me down and kill me."

Renesmee pressed her lips together and plotted. "You could call my mom. She likes you! She would let me stay if you asked."

Before Jacob could protest any further, Renesmee reached for his phone on the table closest to his chair and began searching for her mom's number. He reached for his phone, but it had already begun ringing. He scowled at her as she held it up to his ear and mouthed, "Talk," as if he didn't know how to use a phone.

"Bella," he began through clenched teeth. Renesmee grinned from ear to ear as she listened to Jacob explain why she wouldn't be coming home tonight. Her parents had never let her spend the night with him alone before but for some reason, she knew he could convince her mom to let her stay.

Jacob grimaced as he told Bella that her daughter had stopped by Emily's house after the wrap party and after getting into some of Billy's moonshine with some of her friends, she was just too tipsy and tired to come home. He hated lying to Bella but he also found it impossible to tell Ness no.

He further padded the story by convincing her that some of her other friends were here too and they would be having a sleepover on his living room floor. That and the factthat their dates had taken off early, helped to persuade her that this was a good idea.

Bella still seemed nervous and Jacob halfway expected Edward to show up at his doorstep to check but, Bella had reassured him that Edward was off hunting. He needed to get his mind off his daughter because she had insisted that he not intrude on her evening.

Jacob continued talking to Bella, realizing just how much he missed having a simple conversation with her without the prying eyes and ears of her husband. Edward had come a long way since Ness was a little girl, but Jacob always felt like he assumed the worst when it came to the whole imprinting thing. That was another reason that Jacob had been keeping his distance.

Suddenly Jacob remembered that he wanted to ask Ness why she had come to see him after being so distant with him all these months.

Once Jacob and Bella had said their
goodbyes, he turned his attention back toward his crafty little houseguest. That's when he noticed she was already asleep.