hujambo guys I wrote these awhile zamani and ilitumwa them on a different part of fanpop.... But please maoni if wewe like it- thanks :)


The glass was cold against my palms, as I pressed them to the window. Rain poured down outside, running like a waterfall across the outside glass. It was cold, but I didn’t want cold. The house was empty, of course they were out playing baseball. Even my mother had went, though I knew she would only be umpire. She still had no interest in sports.
But they had left me here, all alone, to shiver in the cold Cullen house. I was supposed to be sleeping. It was a school night but the booming thunder and the aching cold had kept me up. I didn’t want cold. I wanted warm. And I knew who could give me that. My best friend in the world. My Jacob. He had been mine since I was little. My protector and now my very best friend. Though lately, even though I was only six, but appeared sixteen, my feelings for Jacob had seemed to change. Desire was clinging to me whenever he came near, and sometimes I wished he would feel the same about me. But I had overheard Alice the other day, my perfect aunt whispering in the other room.
“He’s already imprinted and it’s not something that wewe can stop Edward,” Alice’s voice trilled as she moved around in the house, I supposed shifting flowers au straightening something. Her light footsteps were barely whispers, lighter than the most graceful ballerina.
My father let out a snarl, low and fierce, and I heard my mother sigh.
“I just still don’t like it. Poor Nessie,” I hadn’t stayed to hear the rest of the conversation. I walked like a ghost up to my room, and sat down on the light purple bed, something Alice had picked out. Of course the whole room screamed Alice and Rosalie. But once they started wewe could never stop them. I wasn’t sure who had the bigger closet; me au my parents.
But depression was settling over me. My Jacob had imprinted on someone else. My Jacob. But if he had imprinted with some girl, probably zaidi beautiful than I was, why had I never seen her, and why did he spend so much time with me? A horrible pain had raked through my body and my eyes stung with tears, that unlike the rest of my family I could cry. But why did it hurt so bad that my best friend and my protector loved someone else. Someone he could wrap, upangaji pamoja his warm arms around?
I shook my head and pulled my clear mind back to the window. If I was all human I would not have been able to see through the pouring rain into the thick line of trees. But sure enough I could. I heard the sound before I saw it. Soft paws hitting the wet muddy ground. I jerked my head to the west to see a large mbwa mwitu running through the woods, towards the house. My moyo soared and I raced to the door, knowing he would be there a moment after I opened it.
He stepped into the light and relief seemed to spread through me. He stepped into the house, the heat rolling off of his body already drying his sopping wet hair and clothes. He gripped the door frame with his big hands and shut the door. He smiled at me and my fluttering moyo stuttered for a moment. His smile was like the sunrise bursting through the clouds every day. I turned abruptly and disappeared down a hallway that was hidden quite creatively under the stairs. I needed to be away from him for a moment so I could concentrate on becoming myself. I was Renesmee and I could do this. I grabbed a dark towel out of the bathroom and danced back into the room, my footsteps not as graceful as a vampires, but close enough. He rolled his eyes at my bouncy smile and took the towel from me. After a moment he was completely dried. I moved my eyes away from his as his smile melted into a frown.
“What?” I asked. He shivered at the sound of my high clear voice.
"Your funny Ness, thats all." Jacob’s eyes tightened just slightly, and then a smile broke over his russet skin as he slung his muscular arm around me. As soon as his arm was wrapped around the heat from his body dispelled the goose, bata bukini bumps that were no longer raised on my arms. His body was almost the same temperature as mine, but if wewe asked me it was hotter. Always hotter. He pulled me down onto the kitanda and my hand shot out for the remote before he could grab it. Jacob’s smile froze me again, and he took the momentary distraction to yank the remote from my hand.
“Jacob,” I wined climbing onto his lap so I could try and grab the remote. He slipped it under him, sitting on it. I put my hand on his cheek and showed him an image of me beating him to a pulp. His booming laugh echoed around the house, making my spine tingle. He was…beautiful.
My mother had once been in upendo with Jacob Black, but that had been slightly longer than five years ago. She alisema that there had been a time when she couldn’t live without Jacob, because my father had left her. Though he had left her because he didn’t want to hurt her. My father was…difficult. I sighed and looked up at Jacob. I wondered if he still loved my mother. I knew that it had hurt him zaidi than anything to see her with my dad. When I was younger I had wondered why he stuck around after I was born. I knew that he had once tried to kill me, but that was before he knew my mom would survive and that I was harmless. But Alice alisema that there were a few reasons he had stuck around, but that conversation never went far.
Jake’s hand rested on my cheek.
“What are wewe thinking about?” his husky voice was like my personal lullaby. I rested my head against his chest and listened to the steady beating. He hadn’t bothered to change the channel, so it was still on the cooking channel. His big warm arms cradled my small body, something that I had inherited from my mother. I had also received her maziwa chokoleti eyes, the ones that had pulled Jacob in a long time ago. I wondered if when he look at me, he saw my eyes, but my mother’s face. I cringed at the thought.
“Can I ask wewe something?” My high voice trilled off quietly. He pressed his lips to myhair.
“Of course Ness. wewe can always asked me anything,” The kiss he had aliyopewa me was something familiar and safe, nothing zaidi than friends.
“Do wewe still upendo her?” He pulled my face up to look into his eyes.
“Who?” His voice was dull, and I was sure he already knew the answer.
“Bella,” he laughed under me when I alisema her name and not mom. He pulled my chin back up.
“Ness there was a time when I didn’t want anything but Bella. She was the only one I loved. But I’ll always be her best man, not her man. Your mother and I weren’t meant to be together and we both realized that. Sure it took plenty of pain on both sides. Your mom always wanted me as her best friend, her brother, but I had always wanted zaidi than that. I was ready to leave once she was dead and wewe were born. I was read to kill wewe Ness for killing the girl I loved, but then I saw you. I saw your face and your eyes and knew that I could never hurt you. Not ever. I don’t upendo your mother like I used to. I upendo her like my sister, my best friend. Nothing zaidi than that. She belongs to Edward and I belong with…”his voice had trailed off and I had frozen. He had almost alisema her name. The girl he belonged with. I hadn’t realized what I had done until it was already over.
I had ripped myself out of his arms. Pain lashed across his face but he quickly fixed his expression, his black eyes unfathomable.
“What’s wrong Nessie?” I feebly tried to remember the last time he had called me Renesmee, maybe the first siku I as born? But other than that my thoughts were hopeless. I had to know who it was. I just had to.
He lurched off the kitanda and I took a step back, my hands brushing the back of the pristine piano.
“Who is she Jake? Who did wewe imprint on?” Surprise and shock flitted across his face, covered kwa a big swipe of pain.
“I-what are wewe talking about?” His husky voice was hesitant and he kept the space between us.
“I heard Alice and my dad talking about it. wewe imprinted and I want to know with who?” His eyes softened and I kept my eyes on his jaw, not his dark eyes.
“Ness that’s something that I can’t explain right now…”his deep voice trailed off and he closed the distance between us in two long strides, tucking a piece of my bronze curls behind my ear.
“Why?” I realized that tears were beginning to form in my eyes. His arms wrapped around me and I leaned my head against his chest.
“Its just something that we have to talk abo-” but suddenly he froze, not speaking. A low growl eruppted from him. He pulled away from me.
“I have to go Nessie.”
“Why!” I demanded, fury breaking out over my face.
“There on their way back and I don’t want to be here. My thoughts aren't exactly the best for your dad to hear right now.” His pressed his lips to my forehead and before he could pull away I placed my hand against his cheek. I showed him a vision of him sneaking through my window, telling him to come back to me. He smiled, fast and mischievous.
“Later Ness,” he whispered, ducking out the front door into the heavy rain, his hands already trembling.
It was maybe a dakika later that my family filed in, slowly one kwa one, trailing in together. They were all soaked, Rose looking rather disgruntled.
“Seems Alice was a bit off on where the rain would hit,” she grumbled to herself, though everyone could hear.
Alice winked at me from across the room. Rose stood in front of the mirror and picked at her blonde hair, her face still loving. Rosalie was completely in upendo with her reflection. It was an amazing accomplishment that Emmett had ever managed to keep her away. Speaking of Emmett, I was suddenly hanging upside down, being dripped on kwa a shaking vampire.
“Hey kid,” he said, dropping my easily. I jumped to my feet and stuck my tongue out at him, Rose coming up from behind him to wrap, upangaji pamoja her arms around his big frame. He laughed and suddenly her nose crinkled.
“I hate that dog! Right when we get the smell out that mongrel has to waltz back in here and stink up the place,” Rosalie growled, talking about Jacob. I loved Jacob’s smell. Emmett just shook his head and I watched them as they disappeared up the stairs, his arms pulling her into his. I heard a soft groan from behind me and I turned to look at Alice her expression pained
“What are wewe wearing?” she wined as she bounced towards me.
“Um clothes?” I answered back. Her eyes narrowed on me.
“Your are worse as your mother,” Jasper rolled his eyes from behind her. My big blonde uncle stood beside Alice and happiness radiated off of him. I was sure he felt the stinging sadness in me.
“What’s wrong Ness?” his deep honeyed voice spread calm through me. I shook my head. I was at least a better liar than my mother.
“Nothing Jazz. I’m fine,” Alice rolled her eyes and sniffed the house momentarily.
“Jacob,” she alisema it as an explanation. This time my eyes narrowed.
“Goodbye Alice,” She took the hint and bounced mbele to kiss my forehead. Jasper passed his hand against my shoulder before leaving, engulfing me in calmness.
“Yes goodnight Ness,” Carlisle strolled in gracefully, his blonde hair soaked through, Esme on his arm, her caramel, karmeli hair wet as well.
“We’ll see wewe in the morning Ness. I’m not sure who’s going to drive wewe to school tomorrow. I’m sure they’ll fight over it like any other day,” Esme sighed and hugged me loosely, giving me a parting smile and disappearing with Carlisle. The only people left were my…parents.
I heard my mother’s laugh before I saw her walk into the door. A smile spread across her face, making it zaidi beautiful that it already was. Her once red eyes were a bright gold, the same shade as my fathers, who followed her in, his arms around. My mother’s dark brown hair was soaked through, looking almost black. Her clothes hung tight to her thin perfect frame. My father’s hair was bronze and rain soaked. I had received his hair color, though my grandfather’s curls. His eyes were always for my mother, but he smiled warmly at me, kusoma my thoughts from across the room. His eyebrows raised and my mother put her hand against his cheek.
“Edward,” she warned. He breathed deep and I knew he would catch the werewolf scent. My mother smiled at me, her eyes loving. She walked towards me my father following.
“How long was Jake here?” she asked. I swallowed.
“About ten minutes. I freaked out on him though?’ she raised her eyes questionably and I placed my hand against her cheek, preferring just to onyesha her rather than say it all aloud. After a moment she pulled away.
“Oh Ness I’m sorry,” she murmured. My father’s eyes tightened. He didn’t have to have me touch him to know.
“We’ll talk about it later,” he alisema through his teeth. My mother kissed my forehead and my father hugged me.
“Goodnight Ness. Get some sleep. We’ll be out in the cottage,” I nodded. I had moved out once I had technically turned sixteen into the big Cullen house. Rose and Alice had gone crazy with decorating, and of course Alice had aliyopewa my a closet larger than my room. My father eyed my oddly before leaving, their whispers trailing behind them. I stared around the empty room.
“Go to kitanda Ness!” Alice alisema from upstairs, it was barely louder than a whisper, but I heard it. I drug my feet up the stairs and disappeared into the closet to find a pair of old sweats and a t-shirt. I laughed pulling on a pair of my moms old clothes. They still smelled the way she did when she was human. I cringed thinking of the time she had been human. I had almost killer her…and Jacob had almost killed me. I sighed, trying to keep Jacob out of my mind. I closed my eyes. It seemed like a few dakika later I jerked up. I heard someone land softly on the balls of their feet, just near my window. I listened and heard a steady heartbeat, and felt heat roll off their large body.
“Jake,” I whispered happily. He smiled and hugged me.