Twilight:
I looked at the green dot flashing above his name, showing that Jacob was online. My small seven-year-old hands reached for the keyboard. I scrolled over his name, and clicked the chat button, my heart almost racing as the roomed echoed with the mouse click. The chat box opened, and his email was shown clearly on the screen
: Hi Jacob
: Renesemee, how are they treating you over at the coffin emporium.
Lilvamp: Jacob, you shouldn't say things like that, you know my parents still have to be in the room when I'm on the computer.
Dawerewolf: OK, just because you look like a toddler doesn't mean you are one. Anyway, what was it you wanted to talk to me about, you seemed urgent on the phone.
Lilvamp: it's the voltri, their restless and I think I'm the cause.
Dawerewolf: that's ridiculous, how could you be so sure not like you had a vision or anything.
Lilvamp: Not me, but Alice did, and it does not look good. I need you to get your act together and recruit, this time it's war.
Dawerewolf: You know the chances of us winning are slim.
Lilvamp: That's why I need you to go talk to Sam, and join forces.
Dawerewolf: There is no chance of that happening either, you know the pack split up.
Lilvamp: Jacob please!
Dawerewolf: Forget it, you know I love you but this is pushing it ttyl!
has logged off.
I looked at the screen, and watched as slowly it became blurry, and as one tear after the other rolled down my cheeks. I was not sure I could depend on Jacob to help, nor could I depend on our love. My life became more confusing, and the whole immortal really didn't help someone who did not want to be alive right now. I stood up and brushed water from my eyes, and went to discuss battle plans with my true family.