Chains

III

When I finally accepted that I was not going to fall back to sleep, I threw the covers aside with a groan and blinked several times in an attempt to adjust my eyes to the brightness.

I laid there for a moment, hearing snores from the other rooms in the house and grumbled. The clock beside me said 11:47am, so I got up and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth and threw some cutoffs on.

I opened the door to my room, where Leah was. She was tangled up in my dark blue sheets, so —thank god— I couldn't see anything. I opened the blinds and tapped on her head, tugging her hair slightly.

She made a small noise and then her eyes shot open.

I jumped back slightly, not expecting her to wake up right away. "Geez," I muttered. I wonder if she actually listened to me about wearing clothes or not.

"Get out," she mumbled, running a hand through her short, black hair. "I'm naked."

I crinkled my nose and cringed. "God, you were doing so well at 'get out.' Gross."

I watched her face slightly fall at my disgusted expression and I let out a small sigh. "Sorry," I grumbled. "But I'm not looking for a beating," I said and got up, walking out of the room, over to Renesmee's.

"Hey, you up?" I asked with a smile, seeing as she was dressed and making her bed. I stood by the doorway and crossed my arms, leaning against it with a smile on my face.

She nodded with a giggle and ran towards me, hugging me tight.

"Hey, kid," I grinned and picked her up, kissing her head. "How'd you sleep? Was the bed comfy?"

"Yes, it was and I slept good," she responded, smiling. She wiggled out of my grip and jumped down, grabbing some of her toys and putting them into her bags. "Are we going to the park after breakfast?"

Crap, I forgot about that. "Sure. You just have to promise to not tell your parents, yeah?"

She giggled and nodded, hugged my legs again and then ran out of the room, probably to get food.

I yawned and walked out as well, seeing Quil and Embry snoring away on the couch. Who knows how long they stayed up till.

I decided to leave them be, knowing they wouldn't wake up from us. Leah was sitting on the couch, eating a bowl of blueberries and strawberries.

I crinkled my nose again. We had eggs and bacon and good food, why would she go for the fruit?

"Fruit is delicious, my Jacob," Renesmee said, gazing at me and my gaze.

"Sure, sure," I mumbled and picked her up, sitting her on the counter. "Now, whaddya want for breakfast? I can't cook much besides eggs and bacon. Or we can go get something."

"Eggs and bacon is okay," she giggled.

I nodded and kissed her forehead and bent down to the fridge, grabbing some eggs and bacon. "Scrambled or sunny side up?"

"Scrambled."

"How much bacon?" I questioned, grabbing the three packets of bacon.

"Three strips will be alright," she responded, turning on the stove.

I thanked her and nodded.

I began to cook the food for her and I and cursed mildly when the oil burned my hand. I looked at her apologetically. "My bad."

"It's okay. I've heard that word before. Uncle Emmett gets upset when his favorite team loses, and that happens quite a lot," she said with a small smile. She hopped down from the counter and began to get plates and utensils.