Renesmee, L.Perez [the first e reader .TXT] 📗

I whispered. I didn’t know how my face looked but Dad and Mom looked pained. “Honey, were just trying to do the best for you, you know that right?” Mom asked. I remembered what Jacob said but I also remembered everything else; that made my blood boil, but I had promised Jacob. “Whatever,” I said indifferently. Mom just stared at me. Dad finally spoke and said “Now for the times, Jacob is allowed”- I interrupted him and said “Ugh! Yes, I have to be micromanaged because you don’t like Jake!” He stared at me and said “Renesmee, you know that’s n-““Oh yes the hell it is!” I yelled. “That’s why you’re always so mean to Jake and you’re always finding something to say!” I screamed; So much for my promise. Dad didn’t say anything and I knew I was right; I felt the dam that held the overwhelming anger break and felt the anger pulse through my body fast and strong. “Well if I were you, I’d get used to it because I LOVE HIM! AND THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!” I yelled fiercely and stared him straight in the eyes.

font;15pt>Chapter Thirteen
Dads teeth clamped down together so hard, I thought his teeth would shatter. “Yes the hell I can! I’m your father!” Dad yelled right back. “So?” I asked. “So what? Just because you’re my Dad, you think you can stop me from loving Jake? WRONG!” I yelled. “No one is going to tell me who I can and cannot love, not even you Dad!” Dad glared at me but said nothing, probably to angry for words. Mom came in and said “Enough Renesmee, your Father has a say”-“No he doesn’t and neither do you,” I said harshly. Mom flinched and stared at me. “Go up to your room Renesmee and stay up there. When you’re ready to talk and not yell, come down,” Mom said, suddenly tired. All this fighting was making me tired as well. I started walking up the stairs and said “Well I guess you guys better not wait up for me then,” and slammed the door before anyone could say a word. All was quiet as I curled up in a ball, under my blankets. After the long stressful day, I really felt exhausted. I felt my body start to relax and knew I would be asleep in no time. I opened my eyes and felt my stiff arms and legs finally move. I looked over to the nightstand at the alarm clock; the red numbers read that it was six in the morning. I huffed and lay back down and really stretched and heard my bones crack and felt my muscles stretch with glee. Guess all that arguing and crying had me so worn, I feel asleep and hadn’t moved an inch. I lay in bed, feeling well rested, and stared at the ceiling, thinking. How was Jacob? When would he come? And if he did would there be a bigger blow out? And how would Blake feel today? Would our short lived friendship end already? What did Phil have up his sleeve now? Was he planning something worse than ever? “Guess there’s only one way to find out,” I told myself and got out of bed and went to the bathroom and stripped off all my clothes and put them in the hamper and turned on the shower. As I waited for the water to get hot, I brushed my teeth and washed my face. After that I hopped into the shower. After the shower I got out and looked around for something to wear. “Hmm,” I thought silently to myself. “What to wear…” I didn’t know what time it was so I ran to my room and found my phone and saw that it was only six thirty. That gave me nearly an hour and a half left before I had to be at school. “Great,” I muttered. I decided I wanted to “dress up” today since I had the extra time...and because I really didn’t want to go down stairs to face my parents again. I went to my enormous closet and looked in my barely used dress up section. There were a lot of frilly, girly and flashy colored outfits that looked like they should be on the red carpet. I looked for the most simple and not too noticeable outfit. In the end, I wore a simple silk, tight fitted, knee length purple dress with a natural colored Deux Pointelle Beret and scarf and simple black tights with a pair of gray Uggs. I even put on some make-up. Nothing too much just very light eye-liner, mascara, a bit of blush and bronzer and some lip gloss. I decided not to look in the mirror and rushed into my room to grab my things and check the time; seven sharp, still too much time left. I couldn’t put it off any longer and with a sigh, opened my door with my book bag on, and headed down stairs. I poked my head into the living room and saw no one so I quickly darted around the wall and into the kitchen. I was really hungry now, going to sleep on an empty stomach never worked for me. I listened to everything and heard everyone out past the river, which gave me the house to myself. I sighed happily and dropped my bag with a GLUP and turned to the fridge. I got out some orange juice and poured some into a cup and went to the freezer and got me a pack of microwavable pancakes and set them in a plate and popped it into the microwave. As my breakfast was on its last revolve, I heard footsteps coming from the back window. The microwave beeped and I took the plate out and carefully kept my eyes on the steaming pancakes and walked to the table where I could look elsewhere. I sat down and put some butter and syrup on and cut in and started eating. All was quiet and whoever was at the back window, had disappeared. I sat still eating when I heard light footsteps come in. I glanced up, apprehensively, and sighed with relief when I saw Aunt Alice. She stared at me, looking confused, and said “You’re up already?” I took a bite of my pancakes and nodded my head and took a sip of orange juice and said “You sound surprised.” She nodded and walked over to me and touched my forehead, then picked my hand up and felt for my pulse and touched my neck. She disappeared for two second and returned with a thermometer. I whacked at her when she tried to put it in my mouth. “I’m fine Aunt Alice,” I mumbled. “This isn’t your normal behavior, waking up early and dressing up, by the way that outfit is adorable on you but like I said, not normal at all,” She said. I rolled my eyes and she eyed me. “I just woke up early,” I stated. Aunt Alice looked at me and said “I wish you would dress like that every day.” My nose wrinkled and I said “Never gonna happen.” She laughed and said “Well it’s time to go.” I got up and went to the key hooks and looked for my car keys and came up with nothing. I searched all hooks and still came up empty handed. Aunt Alice chuckled from behind. I turned and said “What happened to my keys?” Aunt Alice smiled and said “Grounded remember?” Ugh, of course. “Fine,” I mumbled. Aunt Alice was taking me to school today. She was driving and I was off in my own little world when she said “So are you going to homecoming?” I was about to say “Hell yeah!” but decided that I was probably going to get in trouble if I snuck out, so why not get Aunt Alice to convince them?? I let my face fall and made my lip pucker and tremble. Aunt Alice rubbed my arm. “It’s okay Nessie.” I looked up and looked into her eyes and suddenly felt really bad, I couldn’t manipulate her into getting Dad to let me go to homecoming with Jacob and un-grounding me. I couldn’t do that to Aunt Alice …could I? The ride to school was quiet as I chewed over the fact that I wanted to go but I couldn’t without manipulating Aunt Alice. Aunt Alice could feel the tension from me; she kept throwing glances at me, so I had to take a breather. We were getting closer to school and I was running out of time. “I have to do this,”

I thought with a blazing determination. I concentrated on making the most heart breaking expression I could and tried to make my voice sound miserable. “Aunt Alice,” I mumbled almost incoherently. She looked at me and her face looked so worry. “Yes hun, what’s wrong?” she said her voice high from stress. That brought a whole round of guilt but I had to focus; get what you want now, mope and feel bad later. I sighed and leaned onto her arm and said “I wanted to give you the best birthday gift ever but now it’s ruined. “ She laughed and said “Nessie, it’s okay; it’s the thought that counts.” I shook my head and said “I really wanted to give you the BEST gift ever, but I can’t,” my voice broke, making my lie sound real. Aunt Alice wrapped her arm around me and said “Nessie, don’t be upset.” I sniffed and thought, “Can I really make myself cry? COULD I?” and sure enough the tears came. They weren’t water works but tears came down. Startled, Aunt Alice stomped on the brakes and turned to face me. She looked me over and I saw my expression reflect from her eyes; I looked miserable. “Nessie, you tell Aunt Alice what you want and you can have it,” She said confidently. Inside I smiled and grimaced at the exact same time but I knew that this was the only way I could go and the only way I could give Aunt Alice her best birthday gift. I sighed and said “Well…I wanted to…to…let you pick out my homecoming dress…” I heard her sudden intake of breath and smiled inside again. “Nessie! That’s the best gift ever! Oh, why did you wait so long? Dresses take lots of time to pre order! Ooh you should’ve told me a while ago, but non-the less, we will get you the most beautiful dress!” She stopped and stared at me. “What’s wrong Nessie?” I sighed and said “Well…I really wanted to go to the dance, but it’s this Friday.” She waited for me to continue. “And… I know Mom and Dad won’t let me out by then…” Acknowledgement flashed in her eyes. She sat there and tapped her finger to her chin for four seconds and sighed and started the car again. I glanced at her from the side and saw her face; it wasn’t looking good at all. I looked out the window and threw myself into plan B which at the moment wasn’t anything. Finally an idea popped into my brain. “My friend Anna wanted to go dress shopping, but I guess since I can’t go, she’ll end up dress less and really sad…and she has a really hard time finding dresses that fit her cause she soo petite. Oh well I guess,” I said and shrugged. Aunt Alice was biting her lower lip now and she looked pained. I smiled widely to myself and let it sit there, just waiting. She sighed as we entered the school parking lot and said “Alright, I’ll do the dress shopping.” I turned to her and said “But Aunt Alice, I won’t be able to go.” Her eyes narrowed and she said “Oh yes you will! I don’t give a