could feel waves of anxiousness being admitted from his body. Mom and Dad walkedthrough the front door, and at any second now dad would pick up on what I was thinking.What I predicted was exactly what happened. Dad picked up a chair and threw it at the wall, watching it shatter into tiny pieces. Momput a hand on his shoulder and asked him to calm down, obviously understanding by thelooks on me and Jake’s faces and dad’s reaction. Dad struggled to control his breathingas he sat next to mom at the dining table, opposite us. He was glaring at Jake, probablythinking about all the different ways to kill him. Mom just looked at me calmly, no hint of anger or disappointment on her face. She turned to dad and put a hand on his chin,twisting his face to look at her.“We knew this was going to happen one day.” She said, “And I don’t see the need tooverreact Edward.”“She’s our
, Bella.” He snapped, his eyes burning into my forehead, trying to getme to shift my gaze from the table to his eyes. I didn’t budge.“We know Jake loves her, and the bond they have is just as strong as or maybe evenstronger than what me and you have.” She replied a little bit more sternly.“That makes it OK? She’s too young!” Dad pushed his chair back loudly and started topace back and forward across the room. “How do we know she wasn’t rushed into this?For all we know she didn’t even want to!” He yelled. Jake brought his fist down hard on the table and narrowed his eyes at dad.“Don’t you
think that I would
pressure Renesmee into doing anything shedidn’t want to do.” Jacob shouted across the room. I buried my head into my hands andlet a few tears fall onto the table. Jake released my hand and stroked my back.“Do not touch her.” Dad said in a low voice, jabbing his finger through the air at Jake. There was a light knock at the door, and mom stood to go get it. She returned to theroom with Rosalie and Carlisle behind her. Rosalie looked around and turned to mom.“What’s going on?” She asked, pulling a chair towards me. She placed it next to mineand rubbed my shoulder. “Ness?”I didn’t lift my head. I could hear dad running through the story with Carlisle and Rosaliein a fast low voice. Rosalie gasped beside me and stiffened up.“Edward, stop, that’s not what happened. Jake did not force her into doing anything withhim!” Mom almost yelled. Rosalie released her frozen stance and stroked my hair.“Like hell he didn’t! I can read his thoughts, and he’s been desperate to get intoRenesmee’s pants ever since she looked of age!” Dad shouted back. That’s it, I’d hadenough of him blaming Jake, making Jake look like the bad guy. I stood suddenly andmarched over to dad. Rosalie and mom followed, standing a few steps back. Jake stayedat the table, fists clenched, breathing heavily. I looked over at Carlisle who was standingbehind Edward, and he looked at the floor.