"This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, somg go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And babve, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up becuase if you give up, you'll never find your soul mate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about."
― Marilyn Monroe

Shut the door, turn the light off
I wanna be with you
I wanna feel your love
I wanna lay beside you
I cannot hide this even though I try

Heart beats harder
Time escapes me
Trembling hands touch skin
It makes this harder
And the tears stream down my face

If we could only have this life for one more day
If we could only turn back time

[Chorus]
You know I'll be
Your life, your voice your reason to be
My love, my heart
Is breathing for this
Moments in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today

Close the door
Throw the key
Don't wanna be reminded
Don't wanna be seen
Don't wanna be without you
My judgement is clouded
Like tonight's sky

Hands are silent
Voice is numb
Try to scream out my lungs
It makes this hard girl
And the tears stream down my face

If we could only have this life for one more day
If we could only turn back time

[Chorus]
You know I'll be
Your life, your voice your reason to be
My love, my heart
Is breathing for this
Moments in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today

Flashes left in my mind
Going back to the time
Playing games in the street
Kicking balls with my feet
Dancing on with my toes
Standing close to the edge
There's a pile of my clothes
At the end of your bed
As I feel myself fall
Make a joke of it all

[Chorus]
You know I'll be
Your life, your voice your reason to be
My love, my heart
Is breathing for this
Moments in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today

You know I'll be
Your life, your voice your reason to be
My love, my heart
Is breathing for this
Moment in time
I'll find the words to say
Before you leave me today
~Moments~
One Direction

"No, I'm pretty sure your vagina does tear when you have a baby naturally."

Emmett cringed. "Naturally?"

I nodded, taking a sip of my drink. "Yeah, not when your vampire baby eats you from the inside out."

"Oh."

We looked to each other before chuckling, and I shook my head – my fingers going insane as I tried to kill the zombie that was trying to kill my character. Emmett jumped up off the couch, screaming as his guy died and I felt the smile spread across my lips as I let out a squeal of triumph, and punched the air, smiling as the words flashed across the huge screen: YOU WIN!

Is that the first time that's happened?

Have to ruin my moment, don't you?

Of course

"Suck it, Schwarzenegger!"

His hand tightened around his controller, and he threw it to the ground – screaming again and I sighed. "Again, Schwarzenegger?"

"YOU CHEATED!" He shouted. "YOU'RE LIKE FUCKING EDWARD!"

Bella came into the room, an eyebrow quirked. "Who's fucking Edward?"

I laughed. "Only you, Bells, we can all hear you."

If she could blush, she would because she looked to the ground, covering her face with her perfect hair and I laughed as I called Emmett, who looked at me with confusion as I pointed to the controller before slowly and lightly putting it on the couch. "See? This is how you put the controller down without breaking the floor."

"Fuck off, human."

I flashed him a smile. "You love me, steroids."

I heard a shriek.

"EMMETT CULLEN DID YOU DO THIS TO MY FLOOR!?"

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry, Ma."

"You better be sorry – this is Italian! We had it imported!"

"HEY, HAS ANYONE SEEN THE DOG!?"

I narrowed my eyes at Rose. "He has a name!"

"What?" She asked with a cocky smirk on her perfect lips. "Kujo?"

I laughed bitterly. "Oh, my god, you're so hilarious!"

She smiled. "I try, I try."

I ran a hand through my hair, before going onto the porch and rummaging through my pockets as I found my cigarette packet and I sighed before grabbing my lighter. Putting my cigarette in between my lips, I fu,bled with my lighter before screaming as someone jumped out of nowhere with a huge smile and a camera.

Why do people do this to me?

Maybe because they want to kill you?

They don't want to kill me!

Ah, I object to that statement.

I object to your exsistent.

Hey, you know what I was thinking of?

What?

Penai.

…

Should I be concerned that somewhere, some part of my brain is thinking about this.

The best part of your brain, may I add.

Please, bitch, you did not just go there.

Oh, and I was also thinking about your funeral.

Well, our funeral.

You know, I think I should maybe go for an MRI.

Baby, you could never get rid of me.

It's called radiation, conscience, I'm pretty sure I can.

That was hurtful.

And rude.

Your mother raised you to be a fine young man, and this is how you act?

Disgraceful.

Did you just say, well, think 'young man'?

Hey, you're the one having a conversation with yourself so don't start this.

Why were you thinking about my funeral?

Our funeral.

It's not our funeral – I'll go to heaven and you to hell.

That's just impossible.

And rude.

I should start ignoring you.

So, are you going to tell me why?

I was thinking of the songs we would have playing.

What, like 'forever young'?

Please, wing beneath my wings is my favourite.

Oh, my god …. Do you have some sort of playlist?

I got more than 1, mo fo.

It really scares me when you talk like that.

"Fuck, Collin, why would you do that!?" I screeched, my eyes narrowed as I looked to the young wolf.

Collin Littlesea was a pain in my ass.

No, he was a pain in everyone's ass, irrespective of whether they were human, werewolf or vampire, he was just a fucking pain. Ever since he became attached to Renesmee like sexually transmitted viruses were to Lindsay Lohan, he had been in everyone's face, in their space and in their rooms. Yes, I just said that this thirteen year old horny wolf had been in my bedroom.

While I was sleeping.

Oh, that's right.

So, of course, waking up to a camera in your face and a grinning thirteen year old wasn't exactly my cup of tea so I grabbed my bed side lamp and smashed it over his head. Now, I kind of see that it wasn't exactly the best way to deal with the situation at hand for maybe I should have, well, talked to him calmly and rationally in a way that was almost mature.

I almost laughed at that thought.

Me? Mature?

I don't think I could even pronounce that word.

Maybe I would die if I tried.

But smashing the lamp over Collins head seemed to work and I was glad that I didn't have to hit him with my beloved and very useful baseball bat. Just thinking about it made me all sentimental with memories and all. It seemed that he had learned some sort of lesson from that, and I was certainly glad that I didn't need to be reminded every five minutes that this kid would be annoying me for the rest of my life.

Yet over the past couple of days, he had started pissing me off again.

And again.

And again.

I was so close to getting my baseball bat.

So, so close.

My hand was itching for a good swing.

As I looked at the boy that had caused so much strife in my cousins family over the past two weeks, I wondered if he even had a bad bone in his body. He reminded me of Seth in that way, a way in which made Collin almost feel as if he was too innocent to have bad thoughts yet I know that if he was older, he would still be the kind hearted and lovely boy he was today.

Did I just say Collin Littlesea was lovely?

I think I'm becoming delusional.

"I'm making a photo album," He whined.

I rolled my eyes, pushing him out of my way. "What? So you can show Nessie her dysfunctional uprising."

Now it was his turn to roll his eyes. "Oh, shut up Anna."

I smiled, squinting against the sun. "Where have you been all day? We thought you were dead when Nessie woke up from her nap and you weren't here."

His eyes became wide. "Nessie woke up from her nap?"

And that was the end of that conversation.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair before back to what I was originally trying to do: have a cigarette. Just as I brought the flame up to the small stick which I was sure would be my end one day, I shrieked again as someone wrapped their arms around my waist and pulled myself to their burning body.

I didn't need a clue to know who it was.

"Jake," I shrieked, dropping my cigarette as I turned around and punched his chest. "Why would you do that!? You scared the shit out of me!"

He grinned. "Oh, baby, I can do much more than that."

I rolled my eyes, nudging him. "Shut up, you'll make me throw up."

"Throw up because of my sexiness," He said with a smirk.

I laughed. "You think too highly of yourself, love."

He seemed almost rejected as I said that, and I leant against the porch pillar as I smiled. "I'm just kidding, Jake, you know how sexy I think you are."

He moved towards me in an almost slow yet calculating way as his arms encircled around my waist and he pulled me closer to his chest, his hand lightly drifting up my torso – touching parts of me which were extremely, well, very sensitive and it wasn't good to touch them when I was in public with shorts on.

Not good at all.

I supressed a moan as his hand came up to my cheek, just brushing my cheekbone before he lightly dusted his lips on mine – almost as if he was trying to be sexy.

He was so succeeding.

Soon, the kiss became a bit too passionate.

How do I know that?

Well….

"THERE IS A KID IN HERE AND SHE CAN SEE YOU!" Collin shouted from inside. "KEEP IT PG RATED AT THE MOST YOU SICK BASTARDS!"

The sound of a smack echoed through the house. "What? What did I do?"

"Don't curse around our daughter," Bella sneered.

"She's my imprint."

I smiled as I rolled my eyes, leaning against Jakes chest before looking up and ruffling his hair. "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages."

He apologised quickly. "I'm sorry, Anna, it's just I've been busy with the pack and Sam-"

My eyes widened. "You're talking to Sam again?"

He nodded. "Didn't I tell you?"

I shrugged, trying to shrug off the fact that my boyfriend had declined to tell me something which was incredibly important – something which could alter the future of his own pack and thus our future.

Wait.

I was thinking about our future.

It seemed sort of ridiculous that I was thinking about our future – a future which was based on what? The fact that we we're soul mates? In this moment, I steadily realised that although I loved my boyfriend so incredibly much, we had barely known each other for more than four months: four months which was barely enough time to learn how to drive let alone establish a relationship which would consequently last the rest of my life.

Yet instead of freaking out about the entire situation as anyone sane should have, I kind of just accepted it even though I knew that now that all the drama was over and finished, I wanted to further establish a relationship with Jake – not just this infatuation that was based on a almost animalistic instinct.

Thinking back on the last four months, it sort of surprised me about how everything had developed – how I had developed in such a short amount of time. I had never expected when I was told by my parents that I needed to go to Bellas wedding, a choice not exactly in the conversation, that I would find my soul mate in the almost non-existent area of forks: a small, tiny area on the face of the earth which meant nothing to the other seven billion people that inhabited this earth.

Yet to me, it was everything.

It was where my Jacob was born, and where he had grown up – where he had the majority of his memories and where his family had always been from. For me, however, it wasn't just a place where my boyfriend was from; where he was born and essentially moulded in the man I loved, but it was the place that I could see myself living for the rest of my life.

It was crazy for me because I wasn't one to not freak out over things life this, over stupid things that I would then stress about and end up getting zits over. Yet right now, thinking about my future with the closest thing Earth has to a sex god, I couldn't not not freak out, if that makes any sense: I felt no need to and everything was just …. as it was supposed to be.

Not that I'm going to get married when I'm a teenager.

Ick, I'm not Bella.

Ew.

"I'm sorry, Anna, I've just- I've had a lot on my mind lately," He murmured.

I smiled. "So, what happened?"

He shrugged. "Just stuff about merging the packs."

I looked to the ground, not being able to supress the smile that overcame my features. "I'm so happy for you, Jake?"

He cocked a brow. "Why?"

"I just- they're your family and I took you away from them."

I couldn't help the fresh stab of guilt that made my chest contract, and I shook my head as I felt Jake wrap an arm around my shoulder, chuckling. "You didn't so anything, Anna."

"Yes, yes I did – I made you stay here when I knew you hated it and I knew that you didn't want to be anyone near Bella and even I didn't want you to be near Bella because lets be honest you weren't exactly out of love with her then were you? And I mean, I did kind of make you break with the pack and they were your friends and essentially your family and I kind of screwed all of that up by doing what I thought was right but I was right and they were wrong but it was still wrong of me to do what I did and hey, did you realise it's not raining?"

Jake looked to me for a mere moment before bursting into laughter, and I flushed. "Shut up, when I'm nervous I ramble."

"Why would you have any reason to be nervous?"

I shrugged. "Being around you always makes me … nervous."

His eyebrows knitted together, and his face dropped as if I had just revealed something awful. "I make you … nervous? You're not comfortable around me?"

"No, Jake, that's not what I meant," I murmured, smiling softly. "I just, you make me feel like I am a fourteen year old speaking to a crush."

He still looked perplexed.

"Is that good or bad?"

I smiled, kissing him as I laughed. "It's so, so good."

He smirked. "Well, what can I say."

I laughed, leaning against him as I shook my head. "I love you."

"I'm lovable."

I looked up to him, rolling my eyes. "Stop it."

"Why?" He teased. "You know it's true."

I bit my lip. "Unfortunately."

We sat in silence for a moment before I looked to Jake, cocking a brow. "I need to go shopping soon."

"What?" He asked, almost dumbfounded. "You? Shopping?"

I shrugged. "I actually really do need to shopping – I'm starting to run out of underwear."

He made a face, and I made a small noise, slightly offended by his disgusted face. "What was that face!?"

"It was no face!"

My whole face was aghast. "You liar! You totally made a face!"

He stood up, holding his hands up. "I didn't make any face. I don't know what you're talking about."

I stood up, following him as I pointed my finger at him. "You so made a face."

"Oh?" He asked. "What sort of face was it?"

I paused, before making the disgusted sort of face and Jake, I could tell, was trying to supress laughing at my awful impression of him. "That was the face you made."

"I did no such thing!" He exclaimed in a British accent.

I held a finger up. "Being weird is my thing, buddy, we can't have you stealing that."

"That's a bit mean – everyone's a bit weird."

I scoffed. "Everyone? Uhm, Ryan Gosling is not fucking weird."

He stopped, cocking a brow. "Ryan Gosling?"

"Yeah, he is perfect," I said, nodding. "He wrote 365 letters to Allie and what do you do for me? Make disgusted faces."

Jake snorted. "Anna, he is gay."

I laughed. "If he's gay, then- then," I paused, thinking of what to say. "I will grow a penis."

Jake stopped for a second, his whole face paused and his whole body was almost paused in the expression and stance he had a mere moment ago. "Grow a penis?"

"If you can transform into a huge supernatural wolf, I can certainly grow a penis."

"How?"

I hadn't thought this through.

I shrugged. "I don't know, determination."

He looked at me for a moment before bursting into laughter, and I stood strong – not letting my resolve crumble and laughter overcome me. Yet soon enough, I felt the pull of Jacobs laughter and I smiled as I felt the laughter bubble up my chest and through my lips, making my entire body shake with laughter as I realised what I had just said.

How could I grow a penis just through determination.

That wouldn't work.

I'd have to get some hormones in there.

Maybe you could steal some of the steroids Jacob takes.

Maybe you could shut up.

Wow, do you want a pat on the back for that comeback?

Because it was fucked.

Like the condom your parents wore when conceiving you?

I smirked to myself.

I am too good.

Heres another chapter for you all,

I finished it just after work so don't go to hard on me. Oh, by the way, the reviewer who said that their in year eleven as well - first off, it sucks doesn't it? Endless homework, exams and assignments? Yet maybe the circumstances are different for you because you don't have to go care for your dad because he just had open heart surgery. I'm sorry I sound slightly bitter, but when I read that I was going to work for a 7 hour shift while I had a ass of a cold after having no sleep. So, apart from school, a social life and maintaining my sanity, writing this story wasn't my highest priority over the past couple of months so I hope that can act as some form of an excuse for you.

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