Love Ripped Apart

We were walking through the woods, me and Jacob, hand in hand. I had just turned sixteen a couple weeks ago and the relationship between us was deepening more and more very day. Edward and Bella, mom and dad, didn't approve of it all. They said we spent too much time together. How can you not with if it's the one you love?1

Jacob stopped me after a minute of walking and stroked my cheek with his warm rough fingers. I bent my head slightly so it would press against his palm. I loved the warmth of his hand, his body. I shuffled a little closer to him my body pushing up against his.2

He slowly raised my face so I would be looking at him and then he bowed his head so it was only inches apart from mine. His face was getting closer to mine by every second and I slowly closed my eyes at the same time as his fluttered closed also.3

When his lips touched mine I felt like I had just exploded. It wasn't a bad feeling, no. It felt good. I put my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. I wanted it to last forever. I felt his hands wrapping around my waist.4

“Shit,” Jacob whispered as he kissed Renesmee, “Edwards coming.”5

“He'll get over it.” I whispered back and squeezed myself even tighter to Jacob. A second passed and then Jacob was being ripped away from me. Edward slammed him against a neighboring tree. 6

“Don't touch her Dog!” Edward hissed at Jacob. I ran over to my father and yanked on his arm trying to get him to unhand Jacob.7

“Dad! Stop it! He didn't hurt me! I wanted it! Me not him! Leave him alone!” I screamed at him. Edward wouldn't listen to me he just grabbed Jacob by the neck and started to drag him to the house, me running after them and pleading my dad to let him go.