Dear Journal,
That evening the reality set back in when Jacob showed up on our doorstep. He had that look to his face that I didn't want to see, a look of hurt and sadness. I put on a smile for him and gave him a little hug as he made his way to the couch where Renesmee slept. I planned on putting her to bed at the cottage but something told me she'd be fine right here with him, he was happy watching her sleep peacefully. I knew something was wrong with my bestfriend but I still didn't have the guts to ask him about it. I bit my lip, looked down at the tiled floor and made my way to the dining room.
Edward saw me walk in and his face showed pain.
"What is it love?", he asked.
"Jake, I explained, he's hurting right now but I don't know why and am afraid to ask."
He took my hand and softly kissed it. "I think he's upset about Seth mostly, he admitted, that's what his mind is concentrating on now. Although, it is funny how that's the only thing going through it lately. It feels like there's more to it but I can't tell for certain."
"Please don't invade his privacy, I'll talk to him soon enough"I replied faking a grin.
He kissed my forehead and went to Carlisles office a few moments before his name was called.
They must be talking about our intruder, I thought to myself. I've been so happy lately and that has just disappeared from my mind. There is still some angry vampire out there wanting to hurt us and I'm not going to let that happen. You know, I wonder if Jake isn't showing in his mind that he's afraid of Renesmee getting hurt from this stranger, knowing that Edward could read his mind and didn't want to give that information out. I suddenly got chills down my back eventhough I'm at a cold temperature myself. I couldn't imagine her getting hurt or anyone else for that matter. It made me feel out of place just standing there thinking all of these things while he was oblivious to my calculations. Part of me wanted to talk to him and part of me didn't out of fear of what he was going to say.
I made up my mind then and there that tomorrow I was going to go "hunting". Atleast that's what I'd say and I was going to take my hand at tracking. I've never tried so what can it hurt? I could be good at it or bad but I have to do something knowing that my family may be in danger.
~Bella
