Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or the movie One Missed Call, they belong to geniuses like Stephenie Meyer.

Ok, so if you haven't seen One Missed Call it's basically about people who get messages that show how they die a few days before it actually happens. Enjoy!

Jacob Black: Saturday, April 29, 2:34 am

Quil glared at me from across the room as I took another long swig of wine. I raised my eyebrows questionably, then shrugged and took another drink. A little confused, I returned his glare.

"What's da matter wisth you?" I said groggily, my forehead wrinkled in concentration as I tried to focus on his face. He studied me closely for a moment, then shook his head disdainfully. Anger bubbled up in my chest and I took another drink, guzzling the bitter liquid greedily. A wet spot formed on my shirt and I looked down, perplexed. A few blood red droplets stained my white shirt making an eerie contrast. Almost like blood.

"Lookss like blwood." Quil's nose crinkled with digust and a shiver ran through him. I nodded agreeably, and popped open a fresh can of Bud Light. Taking a sip, I lifted the aluminum can high above my head and shouted 'CHEERS!' Quil couldn't help but smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. We sat in silence watching as blurred colors flickered across the television screen. Finally surrendering to darkness, I fell asleep, Bud Light in hand.

Quil POV:

I watched angrily as Jacob proceded to get himself drunk- again. He was on his thirteenth beer when he finally dozed off. Raising stiffly from the couch, I picked up stray bottles and cans from Jacob's anual 'Friday.' I threw the cans away, and turned off the TV. Grabbing a blanket from his room, I placed it lightly around his shoulders. I gently released his grip on Bud Light #13 and threw that away too.

Settling down in a rickety arm chair, I watched Jacob carefully as he slept- and thought. I thought about what good times Jacob and I used to have, and how he was a different person when he was intoxicated. I thought about how much I dreaded spending alone time with Jacob. A creepy tune played in the darkness, startling me enough to fall out of the chair. Blushing, I climbed to my feet, and found the source of the music. Jacob's cell phone glowed eerily in the blackness of the house. Flipping it open I read the message displayed on the screen.

One missed call from Abbie Fletcher April 30, 7:55 pm

I glanced at the clock- 3:08 it read. Confused, I hit the button marked 'Listen Now.' A bloodchilling scream erupted through the speaker followed by a sickening crash. Fear crept up my spine and I dashed for the door, almost crushing the phone in my haste. The flimsy screen door closed with a slam, as I ran into the night, moonlight glinting off my fur.

Bella Swan: Saturday 8:46 am

I woke with a jolt from my latest nightmare, which included getting married in Barney pajamas. I shuddered thinking of the embarassment. Edward chuckled.

"So, you had that dream again," he said drawing out the 'so'. I punched him playfully on the arm, sticking my tongue out. Edward rolled his eyes dramatically. I giggled.

Edward's demenour seemed happy and playful but I could see a flicker of anxiety carefully hidden in a pair of liquid gold orbs.

I played with his hair a minute before I asked, "What's wrong, Edward?" He stiffened beside me, and his topaz eyes darkened.

"Nothing." He said quickly, too quickly. I glared at him and pulled away from his grasp. The unsettlement in his eyes was plain on his face now.

"Edward Cullen, tell me what the heck is going on!" I said fiercely. He tried to look away but I held his gaze.

Sighing, he pulled me into a hug. " Just something Alice saw, it's nothing- really." I opened my mouth to ask more questions but my stomach beat me to the punch. It grumbled hungrily and it was my turn to sigh.

"Breakfast first, questions later." Edward said, trying to hold back a smile. I pouted and clambered out of bed somehow managing to trip in the tangle of sheets. Edward's arms caught me cenimeters from the ground, and I blushed. He chuckled, and set me on my feet. I shuffled awkwardly to the stairs, watching my feet the whole way.

Laughing, Edward swiftly darted in front of me blocking my path. I glared attempted to squeeze past him. He laughed harder and my glare gained intensity. Suddenly, his laugh was cut short.

"Charlie?" I guessed. He nodded, and finally let me past. I was almost to the stairs when he enfolded me in his arms, his sweet breath on my face.

"You're not leaving without a good-bye are you?" he growled playfully. I laughed and turned to kiss him. With a final wave Edward disappeared with a slight breeze and an icy scent.

"Show-off!" I said hoping he could still hear me.

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