A/N: So sorry for how late I am with posting this, but I was trying to make sure it was good. This fic is really personal to me and I wanted to make it as good as I possibly can. Still no good reason for a three month hiatus. Thanks to Efficient Vixen for the reminder.

So tell me what you think! ;D

I awoke with my head spinning, my vision was cloudy and fuzzy. All I could do was listen and hear Jacob's voice, and his tone wasn't so nice at all. It sounded like he was in a very heated argument with another familiar voice.

"Look at what you did to her!" Jacob screamed. "You son of a bitch!" From what it looked like to my eyes, he pushed him into the wall and got up in his face. "How can you hit someone as small as she is?"

"I…I...I don't know. She just really made me mad and I wasn't thinking clearly…" Felix stuttered. I heard Jacob's breathing becoming rapid and groggy. If only I was in the right state of mind and I could open my eyes and put him out of his misery.

"Thinking clearly? You fucking hit her as if she was a fucking man! You had no right to fucking do that!" He spat. "You know what just get the fuck out of here, before I kill you! She won't even wake up and it's all fault!" His breathing raced up and if Felix wasn't out of the room now, he'll probably do something that will cause major consequences.

"Ren? Honey, please wake up. You're scaring the hell out of me." I heard Jacob's voice that sounded less angry, but more scared. "That's it I'm calling 911. She isn't responding." There was a moment of silence, before Felix's voice coming back in.

"Cops? No...Nnnoo…no cops!" I knew Felix was a pussy when it came to the Feds' but if my head wasn't spinning so much I would have to say a couple of words to the coward.

"Shut the fuck up!" Jacob screamed again. I could tell that he was getting real impatient with Felix and his presence. "She needs medical attention and I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with it." I heard Jacob talking on the phone, which was probably the 911 call. When I heard the sound of footsteps coming towards me, I was hoping that it was Jacob's presence and I was right when I felt warm and strong arms protecting me from what it seemed like at that moment…myself.

"I've got you, honey. I'm talking you outside so when the ambulance comes they'll get to you to the hospital, so you'll get the treatment that you need." Jacob voice was soothing and calmed me in a way. His fingers were stroking through my hair at a relaxing pace. I suddenly felt a breeze coming through me and I figured that we were outside the club now.

As I was still faced with darkness and fear in me, different voices were coming in and out of my ear. It was probably the paramedics. They were either forcing my eyelids open, or constantly asking me to wake up. I heard another voice addressing Jacob and asking a quick question about what had happened to me, but I didn't hear anything else after that because my breathing become erratic, as the voice surrounding me came on much faster and louder. My lungs becoming tighter that I couldn't breathe, it was a bad feeling and it hurts like hell.

The last thing I heard was Jacob's voice begging me to hold on, and I'll be already. His hand squeezing mine was the last thing I could feel before I fell into unconsciousness.

I got back to another flashback that concerned that night that I was with my so called class partner.

"You should've thought about my feelings, before you suddenly turned them down!" He screamed as yanked me to a bedroom.

I was scared for my life, not knowing what this guy might end up doing next. So when he tore a hole into my top, and straddled my body that was forcibly thrown down onto the bed, I knew I had to think quick to get out of this situation.

I waited until I knew that he wasn't so attention so much to my movements and took that chance and kicked him hard in the balls. He winced and tried to recover himself, but I quickly grabbed the nearest object around me, which was a lamp. My arm went back as far as it can go and bashed the lamp on top if his head. His body fell right off the bed and straight to the floor.

Being as scared as I was, I leaned over the bed to see him out cold. I jumped out of the bed and ran as fast as I could to the front door. When I finally made it to the front door, I ran straight into someone, almost knocking me straight to the ground. Whoever this person was had a tight grip onto me, as if they didn't want to let go. I looked up and was faced with my drugged out boyfriend Nahuel.

His eyes were so red and blotchy and his body was wobbly and sloppy. He couldn't even stand straight as he held onto me for dear life. That's why I've been trying to contact him, so I could break up with him. I didn't need to deal with his drama bullshit any longer.

"Renesmee? What are you doing here?" He slurred. Drool was dribbling down his chin as he talked; it was so disgusting that I had to look away for a moment to collect myself. "You didn't return any of my phone calls earlier. You mind telling me wuts got ya doing that?"

His body language did not fit his speaking. He was moving all over the place and just couldn't stay still, even if he wanted too I didn't think he can. I didn't know whether to feel sorry for him, or to just roll my eyes at the scene that I'm too familiar with.

"We need to talk. I don't have the patience to look after you anymore. Nahuel, I'm tired of playing the same old game with you, and running after your ass on a daily basis. It's over!

As those words came out of my mouth it just made Nahuel's eyes got narrower and he had this sinister look in his eyes, when I said that it's over between us.

"It's over?" His body began to shake, even more now that he's mad. He looks mental like he wants to kill me. My eyes widen and took a careful step back. "The hell it is! I'll be done with you, when I'm fucking sick of you! YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!" I jumped walked back, but he just kept walking forward.

His voice picked up more volume as he kept on screaming on, how I could do this to him. Or I'm fucking selfish. Still shaken with fury, it was like watching a ticking time bomb that was ready to explode. I tried my best to get away from him, but being as little as I was compared to him, he dominated me.

He threw his arm up and viciously grabbed me by my arm, crushing me to his uncomfortably warm body.

"Where do you think you're going? You should know better than to run away from me. Bad shit can happen Renesmee." he placed his dirty hand over my mouth and began to walk us over to his car. I kicked and fought as hard as I could to prevent from getting into that car.

All I really ended up doing was causing more trouble. He kept on throwing threats to hurt me if I didn't cooperate, or he was being a complete jackass and touching me inappropriately, As if that shit was going to calm me down. It really sucks that this shit was happening to all because of the wrong choice I made.

As he picked up my legs and threw me into the car, I knew that things were only going to turn in for the worst.

Being hit by darkness all of a sudden was one hell of a feeling. It didn't take me long to realize that I was dreaming all over again. Having no idea what triggered it or what caused that part of my dreadful past to come back and haunt me. It seemed now that the more bad shit happens, the more I'm faced with the demons of that night, leading up to that terrible accident.

What was the real reason why I can't seem to shake it off and be done with reliving the past? Maybe it's telling me to let it out and if I don't then keep on living the memories.

My eyes now fully opened to see nothing but white in my view. I squeezed me eyes shut before opening them back up to look at the same color once again. I soon felt something in my nose and only to find out that I'm hooked up to a breathing machine. I jumped out of bed only to panic and a nurse came in to try to calm me down.

"Where am I? What happened?" I frantically asked the nurse. She just shushes me and told me to calm down and that everything will be alright. I couldn't calm down, because I have no idea how I got here.

The nurse had a syringe in her hand and was about to eject into the machine to calm me down, but Jacob rushed through the doors and for some reason, my body immediately chilled itself.

The nurse looked back at the monitor and looked surprised and thanked Jacob for coming in when he did. The left the room to give us privacy and I sat up on the lumpy bed and looked up at a depressed Jacob.

"You had me worried sick there for a minute. The doctors couldn't get you to respond." Jacob said as he grabbed the wooden chair and pulled it up to the side of the bed.

I looked around the room to get a better view at where I was being held. I figured a hospital as much, but I have no idea why I'm here. It's a huge blank and that's not a good sign.

"You don't remember anything from last night?" Jacob asked timidly. His eyes looked red, as if he hasn't slept any. He still looked good though, despise the red eyes.

"Not really just after Felix came in and interrupted us I draw a blank. All I have is this massive headache that keeps on bashing my head in." I groaned.

Jacob gets closer, but becomes stiff when he notices that my eyes widen. It wasn't that I was scared, but just caught off guard.

"I'm sorry for invading your space. I just want to see if your cut is healing right. I'm surprised they have bandaged it again." I stayed still as Jacob got impossibly closer and checked out the side of my head. He smells as good as I last remembered.

"It looks a lot better than yesterday. That fucking bastard." He whispered the last to himself, but I still heard him. "I should tell you what happened, unless you don't want to hear it right now."

I shook my head fiercely. I had to know what happened and why can't I remember what happened only last night.

Jacob went over and told me everything that happened right from when I drawled a blank. I can't believe Felix would do that, when he promised he would stop, but I guess you can't really make someone stop, unless they want to do so.

"Where's Felix now?" I asked. I feared that maybe he got off the hook again and this time is waiting for me, so he could finish the job.

"He's in jail. Don't know how long until they post bail or whatever, but he won't get near you, if that's what you're worried about." Jacob stated. "That guy is fucking insane and you shouldn't be near him." I know I shouldn't, but I don't want to enlist Jacob into this mess. I created it and I'll be damned if he gets involved.

"Jacob, I refuse for you to protect me."