A/N: I made this on a whim, an urge you can also call it, to write something for twilight. I don't know, maybe you'll like it?

P.S. I will only add another chapter if I get 3 reviews _

D.C. Obviously I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, only my characters :DBECCA POV

I groaned as my alarm clock blared, and rolled over, my hand fumbling over the side table to find it, and then slamming a fist on the snooze. Damn school. I don't see the point in it. Don't get me wrong, I get straight A's, have a 4.0, make the high honor roll every semester every year, I have a perfect attendance, I'm popular, I'm in a lot of school sports, and I plan a lot of school functions. But why does have to start so damn early?

Muttering a muffled curse, I pulled back my blue covers and slid from my warm bed to the wooded floor, slipping my feet into my slippers. Yawning and stretching, I managed to shuffle into the bathroom and start the shower. Leaning against the sink, I splashed some water on my face then looked up in the mirror. I looked like hell. Grunting, I stripped and got in the shower, letting the soothing patter of water against my skin wake me up.

Once I got out, dried off, dressed, did my makeup, put in contacts, and did my hair, it was 7:15am.

I shuffled from the bathroom, picked up my blue messenger bag, and thumped down the stairs. "Dad, what do you want for breakfast?" I yawned, entering the kitchen.

Blinking, I saw that he wasn't here. Going to the fridge, I read a note he left me in his clumsy scrawl.

Becca,

Had a crisis at the dep. Another body found at the lake. Should be back by tonight.

With love,

Dad

I shrugged, got my favorite cereal, cocoa puffs, from the cupboard, a bowl, a spoon, and the milk jug, and proceeded to eat.

I heard a knock on the door as I was putting my dishes in the sink. I smiled brightly and skipped to it, flinging the door open. "Jakie!" I jumped on him, my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist. He was strong enough to catch me, of course, or I wouldn't have done so.

"Hey honey, how's it goin'? Got any food?" He smiled brightly at me, the look that's usually in his eyes when he looks at me there.

I shook my head. "Not today. My dad had to go to the department. They found another body."

He sighed. "People these days, not good at all, goin' around murdering others," he said as set me down and walked in.

"I'll be ready to go in a minute, I just have to clean my dishes quick," I kissed him on the cheek and danced into the kitchen, beginning to scrub the dishes I had dirtied. I was putting the now clean and dry bowl in the cupboard when I felt warm arms slide around my waist. Jake rested his head on my shoulder and stared at me from the corner of his eyes.

"Are you ready now?"

"Yes, I'm ready now," I rolled my eyes, muttering 'impatient, love-struck fool' as I picked up my bag and tried to get him to let go of my waist.

"Um, Jake, the only way we'll be able to leave is if you let go."

"Oh, sorry," his arms slipped from his waist, and although I was the one that said let go, I immediately missed the embrace.

He slung his arm around me, walking with me to his motorcycle. I picked up my helmet, and then swung my leg over after he had gotten on. Putting the helmet securely on my head, I wrapped my arms around his waist and held it, resting my head on his shoulder as he revved the bike and took off.

I loved the freedom of riding on the bike with Jake. The speed was exhilarating, and I loved the danger of it. I also loved being able to be pressed against Jake. Speaking of which, he smelt really good, like cologne, and I …

I heard the screech of tires before I saw it. "Jake, look out!" I screamed out, as we swerved to miss hitting a gray Volvo. The bike gave out from under us, Jake managed to stay on it, but I felt my arms slip from around his waist, and then I was flying through the air. I landed head-on onto the road, skidding a few feet, my arms, legs, and clothes being torn apart. I bit my tongue badly and tasted blood flooding into my mouth, and felt something crack in my hip, which immediately began burning. All I felt was pain, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it in much longer.

I finally gave into the pain and began to scream, barely conscious of doing so.

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