A/N Hey, would you look at that? Two in one day! Oh yeah! Bonus! Okay, so I decided that this would be parte dos de mi cuenta (I have been in Spanish class for awhile, two months to be exact, but I'm pretty sure I said part two of my story. Sorry if it's not!).

Disclaimer: No matter how much I beg, I still don't own Twilight. Or the song, but I didn't beg as much for that.

Chapter Ten- It's Not Over (Part Two)

Briana's POV

I woke up again sometime early the next morning. I sat up in the hospital bed and stretched my stiff joints, or tried to anyways because it HURT! I yawned and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

"Bri?"

I jumped slightly and realized Jacob was still in the room.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you."

"S'Okay. Jake, what happened?"

"You tell me. We were just patrolling when we heard a lot of noise coming from your place, so-"

"What kind of noise?"

"Screaming. Things breaking. Laughing. Anyways, we busted down the door, sorry about that, and saw this leech standing over you. You had passed about, but man you were bleeding. Half of us chased the leech and the other half carried you and Lacey to the hospital."

"How is Lacey?"

"She's way better than you. No need to panic, Bri. She only had a few shards of broken glass in her arm."

"What happened to me?"

"A broken arm, a few bruised ribs, a sprained ankle, and cuts and scrapes everywhere. It scared me half to death."

"Sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"Because I scared you."

"S'Okay. You scared me, I scared you. Now we're even."

I laughed half-heartedly, but stopped quickly. Even the slightest movement hurt. Jake looked at me with a pained expression, probably wanting to help, but not wanting to make it worse. He opened his mouth to say something, but then a nurse came in.

"Hi sweetie, how are you?" she asked kindly.

"Sore."

She chuckled and picked up a clipboard with a stack of paper on it. "I'll bet. Falling down the stairs and sliding into the kitchen counter hurts."

I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion. What was she talking about? I glanced at Jacob and realized that she got a version of the story that made much more sense than saying, "She got attacked by a vampire."

"Yup. That's the last time I go for a midnight snack without any lights on," I said.

"I thought you were getting up to use the bathroom."

I panicked and broke into a sweat. Why did I have to open my big mouth? I remembered the heart monitor and immediately started to calm myself down, not wanting my heart beat to give me away. "Right. But then I realized I was a little hungry and started to head downstairs to get a snack."

"And you tripped on the rug, right?"

"Right."

"That makes sense. Your friend Lacey only knew that you were going to bathroom, so she didn't tell us about the snack."

"Yeah, that makes sense alright."

"She said the fall had knocked you unconscious, and when she bent down to check on you, she knocked over the glass vase on a counter and it fell onto the floor next to you."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes. She had to get stitches in her arm, but she's perfectly fine now."

"Good."

"Well, everything seems to be fine for now. Just hit that button above your bed if you need anything," she said, turning to leave. As soon as she closed the door, I turned and glared at Jacob.

"Sorry, I forgot to warn you."

"No, really?" I asked sarcastically.

"You recovered pretty well."

"Thanks."

Jacob smiled at my moodiness and picked up the chair he had been sitting in, moving it over to my bedside.

"Now," he said, staring straight into my eyes. "You have some explaining to do."

"What do I have to explain?"

"Who was he and why was he trying to kill you?"

I sighed. I hated to tell this story, but Jacob had a right to know. "My parents didn't just die in a car crash. They were excellent drivers, actually. Never even had a ticket in their lives. We had been driving home from a trip my parents had planned to find more information about something they had been studying. You see, they had two jobs, one that they hid from everybody else. They liked to try and figure out the millions of puzzle pieces to the world of mythical creatures. Like you."

"It was raining really hard. We stopped at a gas station to refill the tank, when a man came out of no where. My parents froze and stared at him. I was only four then, and I did what any other four-year-old would do; giggle and wave. The man smiled at me and took a deep breath, saying 'Wow. You smell delicious.' That seemed to snap my parents out of their shocked state, and they grabbed me, jumped in the car and drove away, going faster than the speed limit for the first times in their lives."

"We didn't get far before the man was there, in the middle of the road. He grabbed the side of the car and threw it like it was a feather. We flipped and rolled onto the side of the road. He ripped off the door and snapped my parents' necks, as easily as if they were twigs. Before he could get to me, a car drove by, and the man was suddenly gone. But I heard him vow to get me one day, just for the fun of the game."

"Of course, I knew the police wouldn't listen to my story, so I had pretended to be waking up when my one of my next-door neighbors opened my car door. Only Lacey knows the real story, well, besides you, I guess."

I turned to look at him and saw Jacob's mouth a little slack, and he was staring at me with unhidden fear. I knew he wasn't scared of the vampire; he was scared for me. For my life. Then he seemed to remember something, and his face instantly turned relieved.

"What?" I asked. Then I panicked, thinking Jacob was trying to protect my feelings. I remembered he hadn't told me if they had gotten the vampire or not, and my mind started going into a crazed state. "What is it?" My voice was an octave higher than normal, and it continued to rise. "Is the vampire still alive? Did you not catch him? Is he going to come back?"

"Bri," Jacob said evenly, interrupting my scared questioning. "You're going to be fine. We caught the parasite last night and got rid of him just like we did his friend."

"Promise? You're not lying?"

"Why would I lie to you?"

"Do you promise?" I repeated shrilly.

"I promise," he said, pushing some hair out of my eyes. "You should go back to sleep. You still look pretty tired, plus, I have to go talk to Sam and the rest of the guys."

I sighed and said, "Okay. You'll come back soon, though, right? Even if I'm asleep?"

"Of course! I'll be here when you wake up, unless something comes up where the doctor forces me out."

"Okay," I said, smiling at him. He smiled back before kissing my forehead and standing up to leave. Once he was gone, I snuggled deeper under the blankets on the bed and fell asleep again.

Taken all I could take and I cannot wait

We're wasting too much time

Being strong holding on

Can't let it bring us down

My life with you means everything

So I won't give up that easily

Blow it away, blow it away

Can we make this something good

Cause it's all misunderstood

Well I'll try to do it right this time around

Let's start over

I'll try to do it right this time around

It's not over

Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground

This love is killing me

But you're the only one

It's not over

K-Doke, then. That's it, y'all! Pretty please review, favorite, etc. It would make me soooo happy! Really, it would. I get happy easily. So, just review and let me know you're reading it, and I'll become super-mega-happy! I'm already happy now, 'cause there's a box of cookies upstairs waiting for me. Gonna help me be even more happy? Wanna? Huh, huh? I'll give you a cyber cookie! Plus, the happier I am, the more stuff I write (and the better my stories get, I hope)! Heart you all!