A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Bella scrambled over to where Edward still lay dazed on the floor. She helped him sit up. “Are you
okay?” she asked.
He nodded slowly. “I guess. She wasn’t lying.”
Jacob followed Renesmee to her bedroom. She sat on the floor at the foot of her bed, her legs
spread out straight before her. She stared down at her fingers, picking at her nails. She didn’t look
up when he walked in. He went in and sat next to her. Instead of saying anything he knew wouldn’t
calm her, he took her hand and squeezed lightly. He would wait for her to speak.
Renesmee was so ashamed of what she’d done. She couldn’t believe she’d let herself think Edward
would be able to hurt Jacob. He was just as indestructible as she was now; probably even more so.
“Is he okay?” she finally whispered.
“He’s fine, Ness. You just scared him a little.”
She snorted. “A little?”
“Maybe a lot, but it got your point across. He doesn’t doubt you anymore.” He rubbed the back of
her hand with his thumb. “Everyone’s okay, baby.”
She looked up at him and sniffled. “Thank you, Jake.”
His brow furrowed. “For what?”
“You didn’t let me hurt him.”
He pulled her onto his lap and kissed the side of her head. “I already promised I wouldn’t.”
She relaxed into him and let herself calm down. They were both silent for a few moments. She
closed her eyes and just listened to his heartbeat and breathing. He rested his head against the wall
and rubbed her back gently until she spoke again.
“We have to go back down there eventually, don’t we?” she asked hesitantly.
He smiled and looked down at her. “Unless you want to just jump out the window and run home.”
She smirked. Home sounded so good right now. “I should probably at least tell them I’m not going
back to Chicago.”
Jacob stared into her eyes for a moment. “You’ll miss them.”
“I know.” She looked down at her fingers on his shirt. “But you’re right; this is my home. I mean,
with you.” She peeked back up at him.
He touched under her chin and kissed her lips. “A Shifter will follow his imprint wherever she goes.”
Renesmee smiled softly. “And his imprint will stay where he’s needed most.”
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