I feel terrible for lacking updates. I have too many stories, as I have too many ideas swimming around my head...

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And. HAPPY NEW YEAR... thought this chapter would get your 2010 rolling.. this is gonna be my year.

Resolution: Go to London and harass some record labels, hopefully getting signed for my songs! And date Taylor Lautner as he's now single- well he does know i exist, haha!

You got any resolutions?

Oh, and I realised I made a mistake here so had to quickly change it. Sorry all!

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"I feel terrible!"

"You should, Bells! You just threw yourself off a flippin' cliff and Charlie's already freaking out about Rose being in here and because Harry Clearwater's died of a heartattack!"

"You told me you'd take me cliffdiving!"

"Yes, but things came up and I'm glad they did or Rose would be dead right now."

"How was I supposed to know that when I jumped off the cliff!"

I winced. My head throbbed and listening to an argument was hardly helping. I slowly opened my eyes to a clean, white room which smelt of antisceptic.

"Rose!" Jake gasped, rushing to my side.

"This is all my fault." Bella frowned, rushing to the other side of my bed.

"No.." I managed to choke out, my voice hoarse.

"She's awake!" Charlie smiled, walking into the room. "Thank goodness. I can't believe you've been living with us five minutes and I've already messed up."

He had messed up? Was this vampire-thing a dream? And what about the wolf? There was pain in his eyes and I remembered Harry had been a dear friend of his.

Bella's eyes widened, as if she was warning me about something. She turned to Charlie. "She slipped over, Charlie. It wasn't your fault."

"I knew I should've put grit on the sidewalk." He frowned. "First Harry, now this."

I noticed Jacob studied my facial expression. "Charlie, if you wanna go back to work, we'll take care of her."

"Thank you." Charlie faked a smil. "And thanks for saving her life." He turned to face me. "You lost a lot of blood. Lucky Jake has the same blood group as you."

My mouth dropped open. He had donated blood to save me?!

Jacob shrugged. "It was nothing."

"Well, if there's a problem, just call." Charlie left the room, looking down at the floor.

I looked at my cousin and friend and frowned. "Okay, what happened?!"

"Er..." Bella stuttered nervously, looking out of the window.

"Look, I know getting nearly eaten by a vampire wasn't a dream, so care to explain?!"

"They don't eat humans. Only drink their blood." She muttered, still avoiding eye contact.

"Did you know they exist?!" I asked Jacob.

He nodded, slowly, his eyes meeting mine. "Yeah, I did."

Then my eyes widened. "And the wolf..." I looked into my friend's eyes. "He had your eyes."

"Oh."

Bella turned to face me, as if waiting for me to realise something. "Rose..."

"Oh my god!" I shrieked, jumping up.

"Rose, lay down, you're sick, remember?" Jacob pushed me backwards.

"You're a werewolf!"

"Shhh." He whispered. "You cannot tell anyone."

"What kind of a town is this?" I whispered, horrified. Suddenly, all the dark, evil fairytales were coming true and I wasn't safe.

"It's perfectly safe." He stated. "The pack are protectors.. we protect from those filthy bloodsuckers."

"They're not all like that!" Bella cried out, before clutching her chest in pain.

"Why are you protecting them?!" I gasped. "One tried to kill me!"

"Laurent wasn't a vegetarian."

"Vegetarian vampires! How the hell does that work?!" I could feel myself shaking, with anger and fear. It scared me; ripples were shooting down my body.

"They only drink animal blood, not humans." She replied.

Bella clutched her chest in agony again, and Jacob reached out to her. She pulled away from him.

This was great. Just great. Meanwhile, I was having uncontrollable shakes.

Jacob reached out to touch me. His warm skin pressed against mine and he gasped. "No."

"What?" Bella rushed over.

"She's really hot.. and she's shaking."

"What have you done?!"

I took a deep breath, and bit my lip. Then everything seemed back to normal. I no longer felt hot, and I wasn't shaking.

"Woah." Jacob's eyes widened.

"Did... did.. you make me a wolf?" I whispered, my stomach turning. This was not good. At all. I wanted to go home, and by home, I meant back to Arizona.

"I don't know." He replied, his eyes filled with worry. "But if I did, I've never seen someone so controlled."

"I guess us Swan girls are different." Bella mumbled, before yawning.

A doctor walked in and smiled at me, brushing her long black hair out of her face. "Oh, you're awake Rose."

I nodded. "Apparently so."

"Well, you seem to be back to normal. I think you're ready to go home."

"Already?"

"You've been in twenty-four hours and all your tests have shown a very quick improvement. Just keep your bandage on until tomorrow and rest this weekend." She walked over and took the drip out of my arm. I flinched.

"Thanks Mrs Ateara." Jacob smiled as she left.

"Oh, she's Quil's mom." Bella pointed out. "I did think letting Rose leave so soon seemed a bit crazy."

"Well have you felt her forehead? She should be dead. I had to get a Quileute to look at her or the doctors were bound to start asking questions."

"You talk as if I'm not here." I frowned, getting up.

"Sorry, Rose." They chorused.

I put on the coat and zipped it up, over my pyjamas; I really saw no point in getting dressed.

Bella drove us back to the house in the orange chevy truck.

"You coming in, Jake?" She asked as we walked up the path.

He shook his head. "I've gotta go see Sam."

She nodded in understanding. "Thanks for...helping me."

He frowned. "Well don't do anything stupid till I come back, okay? I don't think I will be able to concentrate if I think you're jumping off cliffs behind my back."

"I'll keep an eye on her." I told him, still wondering why Bella had done it. Was she stupid? With her straight As, I hadn't thought so until now.

"What you're going to do is rest." He told me, his voice sounding fierce. He ran off into the woods, leaving Bella and I stood with confused looks on our faces.

I stayed on the sofa, relaxing, and occassionally falling asleep. I couldn't help but have nightmares though.

Vampires chasing me, wolves turning on me. Were witches out there too? And what about magic? Did that exist?

How safe was this world? All this time, my biggest worry had been rejection or having my heart broken, or failing a test.. or my mom.

Part of me was glad my mom was gone now. She was safe, in heaven, away from this drama. I was not. And was this fate worse than death?

I hadn't decided yet.

And what if....? What if I became a werewolf? What would happen then? To Charlie? To Bella? To Jacob..

I mentally slapped myself. Everytime I thought of him, my heart skipped a beat, which wasn't so good, to be honest. If I kept this up, I was going to be dead. Dead and heartbroken.

How.. emo. I knew he didn't feel the same. I had only been here a month and I had already seen the way he looked at Bella. She was his earth. He was my sun.

I groaned and opened my eyes. It was morning. The sun was pouring through the curtains in the living room.

I screamed when I spotted a petite brunette with spikey, pixie hair sitting opposite me.

"I didn't mean to scare you." She whispered, though her voice sounded like a harmony.

"Am I dead?" I replied, looking at her. I was pretty sure I looked a state right now, dead or not, and that made me feel terrible. She looked like a beautiful, mythical pixie.

Were pixies real too?

She laughed. "No, you're very much alive. You heart is fluttering like a hummingbird."

Then the sweet, familiar stench hit me. Vampire. "BELLA!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, jumping up, a little more agily than I was used to.

Bella raced down the stairs, tripping down the last few. The vampire reached out and grabbed her.

"Get off her!" I shrieked.

"Rose, relax! It's only Alice!" Bella stopped me from lunging at the bloodsucker.

"Who? And what the hell is she doing in our house?"

"I heard what happened with Laurent, Rose. I am sorry you were put in that position." Alice frowned.

"Ha, it's your fault that Bella and I have been in this position!" I hissed.

She sighed. "I know. We never should have left. Clearly Bella cannot control her actions without us Cullens around."

"Cullen?" Where did that sound familiar. Oh, right. "You're Edward's sister."

"Practically." She shrugged. "And you are Rose Swan, Bella's cousin."

I nodded. "I've helped her with the nightmares since he left."

"It wasn't his best idea, I'll admit it. But he's been in pieces too." Alice enhaled through her nose and frowned. "You have a visitor. I'm going to go."

"Alice, please, you're both my friends, so you can both stay." Bella said, reaching out to the vampire pixie.

"I need to hunt anyway."

"Come back later?"

Alice nodded, before leaving through the backdoor. The frontdoor opened and Jacob stepped in.

"I wanted to check you weren't dead." He said, coldly.

Excusing myself from the argument that I was sure was about to begin, I walked upstairs and had a shower.

I put on my denim jeans and pink-striped polo shirt and looked in the mirror. I was glowing... I had a tan... from living in rainy Forks? No way.

It wasn't a huge tan, but I was pretty sure that if I stood next to Bella, she'd be several skin tones paler than me.

My stomach growled, interrupting my thoughts, so I headed downstairs to get some food.

I paused outside the kitchen, when I heard voices.

"Bells, he hurt you. I would never do that."

I peeked through the doorframe, my eyes widening at the sight.

Jacob had pushed Bella against the kitchen counter, their bodies pressed together.

He whispered something I couldn't catch and their faces leaned towards each other.

Tears brimmed over in my eyes and then the phone rang. I jumped out of my skin at the sound of ringing.

I watched as Jacob reached for the phone, looking annoyed. "Hello." He glared at a spot on the wall. "No.. Charlie's not here.. no.. he's at the funeral." He hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Bella asked, seeming breathless.

"Carlisle." He responded, coldly. "He wanted to talk to Charlie."

A gasped as the familiar pixie, known as Alice, appeared beside me.

"Where is she?" She whispered, panic in her eyes.

I pointed to the kitchen, wiping away my tears.

She sped past me into the kitchen.

"Alice... what's wrong?" Bella immediately noticed the distress.

"Edward thinks your dead." She stated, coldly. "He's gone to the Volturi. He wants to die too."

The look on Bella's face was excruciating. She looked like she had just been stabbed in the heart, and as if she had, she clutched her chest, tightly, her eyes brimming over with tears.

"What?!"

"We need to go to Italy, Bella. We need to save him."

Alice didn't need to ask twice, as Bella had already stumbled up the stairs to pack.

I stood there as everything moved in slow motion. Alice was trying to find Bella's passport and Jacob stood there, shaking with anger.

I looked at him, my eyes soft, hoping to calm him down, but I didn't succeed. He let out a low growl, continuing to shake.

Bella came down the stairs with a rucksack over her shoulder.

"I've got your passport. I'll be in the car." Alice said, speeding out of the room.

Now everything was back in normal motion.

Bella's cheeks were already stained with tears. "Look after Charlie, and tell him I'm sorry, but had to go to LA to stop Edward doing something stupid."

"Who are the Volturi?"

"Like vampire police." She sniffed. I noticed a small glint of hope in her eye and realised she still loved him. "I'm sorry Rose."

She hugged me, before disappearing out of the door.

I followed her slowly, my body in auto. Was she really going to go after some vampire and run into some others?

"Bella, please don't get killed." I whispered.

Jacob stormed past me and grabbed Bella's hand, swinging her around to face him. "Bella please. Stay here for Charlie. For Rose. For... me."

I saw the pain in his eyes and my heart sank. I felt that pain because he was out of my reach. He felt that pain because he knew all too well who Bella was going to choose.

"I have to Jake." She replied, storming past him and climbing into the car.

"Bella, please."

But it was too late.

The girl he loved was in a car speeding down the street and out of sight.

I stood and watched as the boy I had grown up with, and had grown so close to, ran into the woods, leaving only a trainer and some tattered trousers behind.