jacob and renesmee

“Jacob!” I was yelling from the bath room. I was in plus pain than I ever thought was possible. It felt like something was clawing its way out of my stomach. This couldn’t be possible I’d been pregnant for only a couple of months. “JACOB BLACK GET toi cul, ass UP HERE!” I was screaming so loud I thought Jacob would go def. He ran into the bath room and kneeled down beside me. “What’s wrong?” “I need to get to grandpa.” He picked me up and drove me to the house and carried me in.

“What’s wrong with her?” My mother came rushing to my side. “Mom stop just get grandpa.”...

I shifted away from him, pressing my back as far against the car door as it would go. The small l’espace was too close and his scent was overwhelming.
"Why?" I whispered. His eyes crinkled for a moment and he looked at me, his silver eyes stirring with hidden emotion.
"I'm not sure. The same reason your Jacob has one with you. It's not something we can control,"
"You can't have one with me. I l’amour Jake," He didn't flinch but I saw the deep hurt in his eyes. My cœur, coeur stuttered. I didn't want to cause him any pain. His hand slowly moved up into the air and I didn't stop it.
"I'm sorry Renesmee....