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HI EVERYBODY! THX 4 NOT COMPLETELY KILLING ME IN YOUR REVIEWS!

I APPRECIATED THAT! AND I GOT SOME NEW FANS (THAT I KNOW OF… PLEASE REVIEW!)

YAY! SO I'M HAPPY! I AM ALSO HAPPY, CUZ I AM GOING TO GETTYSBURG WITH MY SCHOOL NEXT WEEK, AND I AM TOTES EXITED!

IT'S GOING TO BE SO FREAKING AWESOME!

OH, AND I JUST FINISHED READING THE NEW CHAPTER FOR TWISTED MOON, THE FANFIC BY PARAMORFANFRLIF!

IF YOU ARE A TWILIGHT LOVER (WHICH I HOPE YOU ARE, SINCE YOU SEEM TO BE READING THUS FAR), I SUGGEST IT.

SHE IS AN AMAZING AUTHOR, WHOM I MIGHT BE COLLABORATING WITH ON A FUTURE FANFIC!

I AM EXCITED! ANYWAY, HERE IS CHAPTER 13! IT'S KIND OF SAD, BUT SWEET!

I HOPE THAT ONE DAY, WHEN I GET A BF, THAT OUR RELATIONSHIP IS LIKE THIS ONE!

IT MAY BE TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, BUT WHATEVA! SO…. HERE IS CHAPTER THIRTEEN!

Chapter 13- A Funeral for a Friend

I dressed in the only black dress I had and headed over to La Push. I was going alone, since the pack had agreed to not let my parents over.

I understood. They didn't really want any vampire trouble today. At least, I could sit up with Jake at the funeral service.

He had told me that he wouldn't go if I didn't sit next to him. I got there right on time and sat next Jacob, instinctively reaching for his hand.

He grasped it firmly, not tearing his eyes away from his father's coffin.

I took a deep breath. I shouldn't cry. I should be strong; For Jacob.

I listened to the Pastor's nice sermon, but I was mostly focused on Jacob. I noticed his face was tensed and he seemed to be trying to hold back tears.

His sister Rachel and Paul were next to him, and I saw Rachel crying on his shoulder.

To my left were Rebecca and her husband, Gabe. Rebecca seemed to be sad, but not crying. I wondered why.

I jolted awake from my trance when everyone stood up to sing the last hymn. I stood up slowly and tried to sing a long.

The son g was on Eagle's wings. It finally made me tear up. I turned away from Jacob and quickly wiped the few tears from my eyes.

I wouldn't let him see me cry. It would not be good for either of us.

I never had lost someone that I loved. Not once in my short life so far. I wondered what it was like for Jacob.

It was hard to be helpful when you don't know what its like. I didn't really know what to do.

I'd figure that out later. And now, I needed to be comforting to Jacob with this tragedy.

And where is he going to live? By himself in that house full of grief?

I pondered this as we shuffled out the door and outside. When we were finally in the fresh air, I turned and hugged him.

I showed him with my gift what I couldn't say in words. Just memories that I had of Billy and him.

A single tear from Jacob's eyes spilled onto my black dress.

I was still holding him when I told him that I would meet him by the tree that we had spied on Seth with. That seemed like years ago.

He nodded into my shoulder and headed to his car to go to the cemetery. I wasn't going. I don't think I could handle that without crying.

I called my parents and told them about the funeral. My voice wobbled a bit on the words, but I did not cry. Not yet.

I told them that I'd be at the beach and they said I could stay as long as was needed.

Dad said, "You're a wonderful girl, Renesmee. Help fix his heart."

I nodded into the phone, since I was speechless. I hung up and walked slowly to the beach, knowing it was going to take him awhile to get away.

Looking at the orange horizon, I reached our tree and sighed. There were no more tears to shed for me.

I stared at the beautiful sunset until I heard Jacob's almost silent steps behind me.

His eyes were solemn but he seemed to still be struggling to keep tears from streaming down his face.

I gestured to him to sit next to me and he sat. I put my arms around him and we just sat there, enjoying life's beauty before our eyes.

Jacob started to talk just when the stars came out.

"My dad would've liked this. Sitting by the water. He liked to sit on the beach with my mom. I don't remember her very well, but he would always tell about all the wonderful memories I missed. I guess he's with her right now. That's probably the only hopeful thing I can hold onto right now."

I nod into his neck and hug him tighter. I don't ever want to lose him.

Jacob sniffled and continued,

"Poor Rachel. She just got engaged when he passed. She-she never got to tell him."

I looked at him, tears staining my face and his. Apparently, I could cry more. How is that even possible?

"I used to think, when everything was so overwhelming, I thought I would be lost without him. He kept me going. Now though, since I met you, I think that I am going to be okay."

Since I couldn't speak, because I was crying so hard, I explained with my gift how much I loved him and how much we would all miss Billy.

Jacob smiled a bit, reminiscing all the good times with our beloved Billy. We sat there for hours on end, talking about the wonderful memories of Billy Black.

When Jacob seemed like he was about to collapse from exhaustion, we walked back to his house.

His sister was there, with Paul. I hugged them both, giving them my condolences, then I walked home.

When I got home, I had calmed down enough to tell my family the whole story. Mom started to sob into Dad's arms when I told them of Jacob's little speech.

Of course, it didn't really count as crying since she was a vampire and there's something wrong with their tear ducts or something but whatever.

Then I went upstairs to my room and just stared at the ceiling until I eventually drifted off to sleep.

While I was asleep, I had a terrible dream. Mom always said that I had very vivid dreams like her.

I dreamed of a moonlit evening where Jacob and I were running through the forest. And it wasn't like we were running for fun, as we usually did, but from something.

Then something cut us off; a streak of… pink. I looked to see what it was, but saw nothing.

When I turned back around and Jacob had turned into a russet wolf. He growled at the forest behind me and I turned to face a huge, hairless wolf.

Its beady eyes stared at me, ignoring Jacob's growls. It bared its teeth and lunged at me.

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CRY! THEIR JUST SO SWEET TOGETHER! I LOVE MAKING THEIR RELATIONSHIP… WELL, EVEN, YA KNOW?

LIKE, THE BOY ISN'T IN CONTROL EVERYTHING THAT GOES ON, THEY ARE OF EQUAL STRENGTH, IN MENTALLITY AND LOVE…TALLITY….NESS.

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