Author's Note: Hope Y'all Like it, please R&R. I was also thinking; Jacob and Seth aren't related are they?

Chapter 2:

Delilah's POV

"Yep, I am a werewolf!" Jacob sounded so casual saying it and Bella didn't even glance away from her homework.

"Is that why you were smiling when I told you Seth asked me to the bonfire?"

"Yep! I am finally glad you know, because it is hard keeping things from you."

"Okay, why couldn't you tell me before, we are family." This was making my blood boil all of the sudden.

"Let Seth explain the rules, I don't feel like it now."

"Bull, why can't you tell me?" I don't know why I am getting so worked up over this.

"Because... You…Just…Don't…understand!" Jacob was shaking and Bella started to calm him down.

"Jacob, please calm down! Let's go take a walk, just you and me. Come on!" Bella was scared of him getting angry for some reason. They walked outside and I stomped to my room. Who cares if he gets mad? I thought he always told me everything? What happened to that? Stupid Jacob! I lay across my too-small-bed and stared out the tiny window. Jacob and Bella were kissing. Ewe! I finally got a chance to think through the day. It had been an eventful day at that. Did Seth imprinting mean we were destined to get married? There were a lot of questions that I needed answered and with Jacob mad at me I have no body to talk to besides…Wait a minute I could talk to Seth. He would do anything for me, right? I grabbed my Jacket and the keys to the motorcycle and headed at the door. I hope he is at the beach. My instincts told me that he was. I pulled up to the beach and sure enough, there he was.

"Hey Seth!" He was there with, I think, Embry and Quil.

"Hey Delilah! What are you doing here?"

"I needed to talk to someone." I hated being vulnerable

"Well, I am always here for you, but that just sounded really cheesy didn't it?"

"Yeah, a little, but that is good to know. Could we go somewhere a little more private?" I said gesturing towards the other two freakishly large dudes.

"Yeah, let's take a walk. What did you want to talk about?"

"Well I was hoping we could talk about you imprinting."

"We could talk about that, what do you want to know?" I decided to spit it out.

"Are we destined to get married because you imprinted on me?"

"Well, yes and no. We are meant to be together but we don't have to if you don't want to." He looked apologetic.

"Who doesn't want to marry a werewolf?" I asked with a smile plastered on my face. He smiled too and leaned down and kissed me full on the lips. It was quick and sweet.

"Wow!" I sound really stupid right about now.

"What else do you want to know?"

"Why did Bella feel like she had to calm Jacob down when he was shaking?" He looked at me a little strangely before answering.

"He would have turned right there." I felt my jaw drop.

"Oh, I feel so bad now." I admitted out loud. He took my hand in his.

"Don't, you did not know!" He seemed offended that I felt bad about it. We turned around and started to head back.

"You are too kind." I said sheepishly.

"I agree." He said and laughed at the same time. He then swept me off my feet, literally and picked up the pace.

"What was that for?"

"It is about to rain so I have got to get you to your motorcycle and you were walking slowly."

"Hey! Just because I am not like 6'9, doesn't mean I walk slowly."

"I am sorry; do you want me to put you down?"

"No, I like it right here." I giggled, wait was that me who just giggled. I think it was. I think I was falling head over heels for this one. He rushed me to the motorcycle and told me to hurry because it was going to rain soon. I started it up with a breeze and drove off. I turned a curve way to fast and my bike served out of control. Before I could think, I was flying across the air and hit the ground with a thud and hat it the last thing that I remember.

Waking up:

I heard voices all around me. Is she going to be alright? When is her dad getting here? I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't budge. I had to try harder; I hated when people worried about me. I tried to move my right arm but it wouldn't budge. Humph! I finally got my eyes open and all eyes stared at me. I was in a very bright hospital with a lot of sunlight. I couldn't be in La Push could I?

"You're awake! I am so sorry for telling you to hurry! This is my entire fault!"

"No-n-o, It …is" I took a breath, which was hard considering all the tubes in me, "It's not you…fault."

"Oh, Delilah! You. Are. Awake." That was my… Dad! Why was he here from New York?

"Hey Dad, Where am I?"

"You are in a hospital in California, silly."

"Why?"

"Your injuries were too serious for the hospital in La Push. You have major injuries." I then remembered my immobile right arm.

"Am I paralyzed?"

"Oh, honey, no, well you have temporary immobility of your right side." He looked at my shocked expression. "It will just take a few weeks of physical therapy. Why don't I let the doctor explain? Someone buzz the doctor!" Seth took the moment of my father's absence to kiss my forehead. The doctor entered the crowded small room.

"What's up doc.?"

"A lot, you have a broken leg, a broken arm, many contusions, minor spinal cord injuries, and bruises covering every inch of your body." Seth flinched hearing this. Crap I was beat up. I moved my left arm to my head and sure enough there were stitches. I felt very droopy.

"What day is it?"

"Sunday" I have been out for 6 days, no way. That meant that I had missed the bonfire

"I missed the bonfire."

"We ended up canceling it. There will be more, trust me." Then Seth laughed.

Author's Note: That was sort of a short one and it was left off randomly, ooh. Please R&R.