A/N:

Poll: Who do you like better?

A: Jacob Black

B: Michael Spencer

Just reply in a review. I want your opinions. You can wait a couple chapters to learn more about Michael but I just want your opinion, you don't have to say anything (unless you want to) besides A or B. Please and Thank you.

Now back to the story.


When I got there my mom and dad rented a car, as did Alice. Jacob was already there. We sat in the hospital for what seemed like forever. I left with Jacob after a while because he couldn't handle it in there watching his dad die.

We went down to his dad's old house and I called Michael when Jacob left to go back to the hospital. We talked forever then I went to bed, I was staying at Billy's house. I pestered Jacob for another day and convinced him to teach me how to ride a motorcycle.

Bad idea.

All was going well until I made a mom mistake and used the wrong break. I flew off and into a tree.

Fun.

I woke up on Jacob's couch, he had a cloth pressed to my head; it was covered in blood from what I could see.

"This isn't happening again." He announced.

"Why?" I pouted.

"You nearly killed yourself." He calmly argued.

"But I didn't." I smirked and sat up feeling a pain in my forehead.

"It won't happen again." He replied.

I'm not sure what, or why what happened next happened but his lips ended up pressed against mine. All I could think about was Michael and I pushed him back.

Tears flooded my eyes.

Next is all a blur, when I came to my senses I was on a plane back home. I leaned back and went to sleep for a while. I woke up ten minutes before the plane landed and in those ten minutes I called Michael, but he didn't answer; his mom did.

That was weird.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Is Michael there?" I replied.

"No." She answered, I had called his cell phone, and therefore I was deeply confused.

"Where is he?" I prodded.

"He's busy." She replied.

"Can you just tell him that Renesmee called?" I requested.

"Sure." She replied.

"When do you think he'll call back?" I asked trying not to sound worried, but because of the cancer I was.

"I'm not sure." She replied frightening me.

"Is he okay?" I asked trying not to go insane thinking about what could happen.

She was silent.

I bit my bottom lip. "Is he okay?" I repeated.

"If you don't mind my asking, who are you?" She asked uncomfortably.

"I'm Renesmee, his girlfriend." I said without hesitating.

She started to say something to someone else in the room. "Do you know a girl named Renesmee?" His mom asked I'm guessing his brother.

"Yeah, she's a bitchy, popular girl, real pretty." I'm guessing his brother replied.

Bitchy?

"She called him." His mom replied.

The boy laughed. "Can I see the phone? I doubt she'd call him. Way to uppity, better than everyone else." He asked.

She started to say something to me.

"Okay." I replied.

"Hello." His brother said a couple seconds later.

"Hi." I replied.

"Why'd you call him?" He asked realizing that I, Renesmee, really did call his brother, Michael.

"Because I'm bored." I replied.

"You're really dating him?" He asked.

"Quit stalling! Why didn't he answer? I'm in a bad mood already." I warned him angrily.

"You wouldn't understand." He replied.

"Try me." I replied not playing.

"No." He replied.

"Unless your brother is a liar, I can guess what's going on." I told him and got off the plane.

"I doubt he would tell you that." He replied.

"I'm tempted to find you and slap you. Tell me what's wrong with him before I slap you." I threatened.

He laughed. "What did he tell you?" He asked.

"That he had cancer, is that true or not?" I asked.

"True." He replied.

"He's dying."

"True. He's asleep right now."

"What happened?" I asked slightly, no, scratch that, extremely worried.

"He fell, and well, the cancer didn't help since he's already slightly out of it." He sighed. "I'm curious, why are you dating him?" He asked.

"Is he in the hospital?" I asked.

"Yeah." He sighed.

"What room?" I asked.

"D104?" He replied wonderingly.

"Okay, I'll be there in… about twenty minutes, then you can ask all your damn questions." I replied and hung up.

I got in my car and drove to the hospital.