Discalimer: I don't own Twilight... so there, Stephenie Meyer, happy now?!

A/N: I want to start off by saying sorry to Alex because it totally slipped my mind to mention her in my last A/N. I would also like to thank rencygirl13, linnialovestoast, and beautifulmonsters for some really awesome reviews. Thanks again to rencygirl13 for reviewing again and being awesome. I would also like to thank itsafanpirething for the story banner that I will be posting on my profile soon so, keep a look out for that. I know you guys just want to read the chapter and find out what becomes of our Jakey-poo so, HERE IT IS!

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Renesmee

I didn't see Bryan's parents or their cars so I figured they still must be at work. Bryan unlocked the door and stood in the doorway. His bloodshot green eyes told me that he didn't get lots of sleep and his handsome face looked drawn. He looked limp almost like a rag doll and his face brightened up when he saw me.

"Nessie." He smiled before kissing me lightly on the lips.

"Hey Bryan, how are you feeling?" I greeted him as he let me inside.

"Better. I'm glad you're here." He said, sitting beside me and putting his arm around my shoulder as I sat down on the suede sofa in his living room.

"Anything to see you." I smiled genuinely.

"Well I'm glad I'm not totally forgotten." He brushed my hair back from my face and I smiled up at him.

Bryan Newton was my best friend since junior year and was strikingly handsome. He had disheveled blonde hair and bright green eyes. He was a head taller than me and was a swimmer for the school's swim team; and boy was he was built for it. His arms and torso were wrapped in thick bands of muscle and his body balanced itself out perfectly. This year, Bryan asked me to be his girlfriend and I agreed thinking I was the luckiest girl ever. We have had a steady relationship since the beginning of the year and it's been a happy two months for us.

"Of course not." I smiled and he nuzzled my neck. Bryan was sick, but it was worth it if we could spend time together. I loved Bryan, I really did.

"How was work?" Bryan asked, kissing the base of my throat. It tickled and I had to stifle a giggle.

"Boring." I mumbled. Bryan laughed and I wrapped my hands around his neck so that I was sitting on his lap.

"I'll be at school soon enough." He smiled and I snuggled in closer to Bryan. He put his arms around me and I felt so happy for this one moment. Bryan's stomach made a weird grumbling noise and I could feel his stomach muscles tighten. I hopped off his lap right before he spewed green-yellow liquid all over the carpet.

"Never mind." Bryan croaked.

"Oh Bryan." I sighed. Bryan looked ashamed and put his head in his hands.

"I'm sorry." He whined.

"No, that's not it." I had to stifle a giggle and Bryan looked at me with an angry-confused look on his face.

"What's so funny?" Bryan snapped.

"You puked on the cat." I blurted out, laughing hysterically as Bryan's cat, Jenkins hissed angrily, dripping vomit.

Bryan looked down and laughed but then gagged again.

"Go." He croaked.

"Bryan-" I started, but he puked again and I knew I had to go soon before I caught whatever he had. "I'm sorry!" I called as I hurried out the front door. I didn't realize how stagnant the air was inside until I felt a cold breeze of fresh air swirl up around me and lift my hair above my head.

I almost didn't want to get into my car, but if I knew the usual Forks weather, it would get bitterly cold within minutes of being out at night.

I -reluctantly- got into my Volvo and pulled out of the driveway, windows down, stereo blasting "Sex on Fire" by Kings of Leon and my hair flying every which way in the chilly Forks wind. I would definitely consider myself a driver aware of my surroundings. I'm always looking at the road for rabbits, raccoons, or any other small animal that might scurry out onto the road.

It came naturally when I saw shattered glass and metal on the floor for me to break, hard. My car swerved and I turned off my stereo, checking my rear-view mirror to make sure there wasn't an oncoming car ready to rear-end me.

Something didn't feel right.

I looked in my rear-view mirror again to check and make sure my face was still on. I unbuckled my seatbelt and took the keys out of the ignition. I slowly lifted myself out of the car and glanced around. Without my lights on I could see nothing on the pitch black back road. I went back to my car and turned my front lights on to get a better view of the bushes in front of me.

Holy crap.

There was a motorcycle, lying on top of a boy… or maybe a man? There was blood all over his shirt, but his face was covered in shrubbery.

"Hello?" I whispered. No answer. "Hello?" I called out louder. There was a low groan that erupted from the guy and I rushed over to his side. The motorcycle was huge. I shoved with all of the strength I had until I finally shoved it off of him. He was definitely broken somewhere.

"Are you okay?" I whispered. I waited before brushing off the leaves and branches covering his face.

Jacob Black.

"Oh my God." I put my hand over my mouth until I realized it was covered in blood. I gagged and put my hands on either side of his face.

"Renesmee?" He mumbled; his usually honest-looking brown eyes were glazed over and distant.

"Yeah, yes. I- I need to get you help!" I stammered. He tried to push himself off the ground but he winced and I pushed his shoulders back lightly.

"Is my bike okay?" He muttered almost incoherently.

"Your bike? Jacob, you're bleeding to death and you're worried about your bike?" I lectured he looked at me with a dull smile.

"It cost a lot of money to fix a bike." He laughed and winced when something cracked from the effort.

"Jacob-"

"Call me Jake." He interrupted.

"Jake, I'm not going to lie, you look terrible." I sighed. He shook his head and closed his eyes, resting his right hand on his chest.

"My hearts still beating and my face is still on -wait- my face is still on… right?" He stopped.

"Yes," I laughed, "your face is definitely still on." I rubbed the twigs out of his knotted, choppy short, black hair and he smiled happily.

"Then it's all good." He sighed. I shook my head and pulled out my cell phone, dialing 9-1-1 quickly before placing the phone to my ear.

"9-1-1 what's your emergency?" The male receptionist answered.

"Hello, there's a young man here, around seventeen who I think was hit by a car. He's really bad we need the paramedics." I tried to sound calm, but my voice was shaking. I had no clue who Jacob was but I felt so attached to him in this one moment, I was scared to loose him. Deathly scared to loose him.

"We have your location and the paramedics are on their way." He stated calmly "Would you like me to stay on the line with you?" I would hate to be a dispatcher. It must suck to talk to scared people.

"No it's fine. He's still conscious. I'll just, uh, talk to him." I assumed the dispatcher could hear my smile on the other line.

"Alright then, goodbye." He said -all business. I shoved my phone back into my pocket and sighed, leaning against a nearby fern.

"Bet you didn't expect to find me all crumpled up on the side of the road." Jacob laughed.

"No, I sure didn't." I sighed. I looked up at the dark sky. The stars were light sprinkles of light, scattered across the sky. The crescent moon was giving off a thin pale sheet of light over Washington and I felt so small here. Here with this boy I didn't even know. This boy I avoid at school and who I had treated so bitterly for the plain and simple fact that I didn't like what people said about him.

From the corner of my eye, I saw Jacob open his eyes and look at me. He smiled to himself and then closed his eyes again. I wasn't sure what I was thinking, sitting here with Jacob. I just know that it only felt right for me to help him after the way I had treated him back at the Sandwich Shack.

Red and blue lights flashed across the brush and over Jacob's face, piercing sirens wailing off in the distance. "You can leave." Jacob said softly. I grimaced at him and shook my head.

"I'm not leaving until you're safe in the truck." I protested. Jacob rolled his eyes and the paramedics pulled up next to my car and three EMT's hopped out of the back, stretcher at hand. They began calling out codes and asking Jacob questions.

"Does your back hurt? Your neck?" One of the EMT's asked him. Jacob shook his head and the EMT pointed to another EMT across from him. "Unbuckle the straps." He ordered. The other EMT did as he was told. The first EMT checked Jacob's vitals and then he ripped Jacob's shirt open with his bare hands.

"Holy shit!" I cried out. All three of the EMT's looked up at me and then back down at their work. There were cuts and tears all along Jacob's chest. Glass was lodged into a line up his forearm. I couldn't see much behind all the blood, but I could tell there was a huge gash bigger than the rest going from his collarbone to his bellybutton. I put my hand over my mouth and stepped back.

There was so much blood.

Cops rolled up and barricaded the scene with caution tape and orange cones. They began taking pictures of Jacob's motorcycle, Jacob, the glass, and the skid marks on the road. They were assessing the crime scene and I didn't know what to do. I was just standing here, in the middle of it all.

Jacob groaned when they lifted him on to the stretcher and I rushed to his side. I felt the instant need to protect him and I put my hand to the side of his face when they put him in the ambulance truck.

"Bye." I whispered. Jacob was already half-asleep, the strong anesthesia already taking affect. His neck went slack and he closed his eyes and I felt some approximation of relief wash over me.

I didn't know Jacob Black. All I knew was that he needed a friend. He needed someone to care for him. And I knew that he was a dangerous, dangerous boy.

And I had never wanted danger so bad.


A/N: BOW CHICKA WOW WOW! I know! can you believe Jake was ever so lucky in having Renesmee being such an observant driver?!

So lets switch it up!

Leave me a review telling me what injury you guys think Jacob suffered from after being PWNED by that hit-and-run driver!

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