Hey guys. So, I actually don't really like twilight. But this was a school project between me and my friend, who might have a fanfiction account but is clueless to what her username is.

"Jacob, you smell like dog," I said seething. I tried not to rip his head off as I stomped up Bella's driveway. As Jacob rang the doorbell, I composed myself enough to be presentable for the love of my life. We stood awkwardly on the front steps. The crisp fall air whistled in my ears and around the huge oak tree in her front yard.

"So, Edward, how's your 25th senior year going?" Jacob, the dog, asked me,

sarcastically.

"It's fine, but it's my 26th by the way." I say coldly.

"Oh," Jacob says. We both sigh and Jacob rings the doorbell again.

Just as I am about to give into the temptation of using Jacob as a battering ram to knock down the front down, Charlie answers.

"The doorbell doesn't work." Charlie said bluntly. Jacobs mouth scrambled with something to say as I casually walked past Charlie, into the house. I turned to ask Charlie where Bella was but Jacob beat me to it.

"She's taking a bath," Charlie said.

"A bath?" We questioned simultaneously. It scared me, how in sync we were.

"She broke her leg again." He replied as he walked up the stairs to tell Bella that we ha arrived. We sat awkwardly on the love seat, as far apart as possible. Which wasn't very far. We waited. And waited.

I couldn't wait anymore.

Suddenly, upstairs I heard a crash, then the sound of someone running down the stairs. Just as Bella's face appeared in the stairwell, it disappeared suddenly. I saw her legs fly up behind her and her face hit the bottom of the stairs. Jacob, Charlie, and I all rushed over to her crumpled heap of a body.

"Bella! Are you okay?" Charlie asked. Just as he said that I smelled her blood. I took a step back, Charlie decided to pick of Bella. He struggled with her limp body. Jacob swiftly took Bella from Charlie.

All of a sudden, a gunshot rang out through the house. We all jumped. We all turned to see a man dressed in all black, he had a ski mask over his face. He pointed a gun at Jacob. Jacob quickly put his hands in the air dropping Bella who gave a cry of pain. I felt my anger grow towards Jacob.

"Jacob!" I screamed, I was seething, Jacob had just hurt my love. Jacob looked startled.

"What?" he asked, innocently. I glared so hard at him, that he could have burned.

Before I could even answer, I felt my fangs rip through his pulsing flesh. His blood tasted like regurgitated dog but, oh well. "Wait a second!" I thought, "Vampires can't drink werewolf's blood or they'll... die." I just drank a werewolf dry, and now were both good as dead. I felt my thoughts slow and my vision turn blurry, then black. Before the last thing I heard was another gunshot and a scream. Charlie's oddly girly scream. No... it was Bella's. I was so angry, I almost resurrected myself to save her. But then I thought, "I'll meet her on the other side. She better die. Or else I'll have to wait 50 years to see her. Which would suck. (Haha get it, SUCK? Like BLOOD!)"

The end.

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