Vampires, Werewolves, and... Love? Oh My!

Beep...Beep...Beep.
That annoying sound was coming from somewhere on my left. At first I thought it was an alarm clock, but the beeps were too far apart. I'd hear that sound before but I couldn't remember where. My eyes stayed closed as I felt around me. The first thing I noticed was that there were bars on the bed. Half a second later, a voice over an intercom said, "Dr. Carter to room 103 please."
My eyes snapped open and I sat up straight as a board, not my best idea considering the massive headache it caused. I was in a hospital. The room I was in was empty beside me. The blinds were drawn and the door was closed. I was hooked up to machines, including the annoying, beeping heart monitor, and my wrist was bandaged. "You have got to be kidding me," I muttered. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and started taking the needles out of me when the door opened.
Bella walked in with tear stained cheeks followed by Dad, Jacob, and a blonde doctor that looked like he was in his late 20's. Talk about Dr. McDreamy. "Ah, you're awake," the doc said.
"Yep. So can I go now?"
Dad glared at me. "Dr. Cullen says you'll have to stay one more night."
I snorted. "Yeah, right. Look, Doc, I'm totally fine. Please, can I leav- Wait, Cullen?" I asked when the name finally clicked in my brain.
The doctor smiled. "Yes. I believe that you have already met the rest of my family. I'm Carlisle. I'm sorry that we have to meet like this."
"Me too," I muttered.
"Did you do this on purpose?" Bella asked softly.
"Wind up in the hospital?” I asked innocently, trying to make a joke of it. “Of course not. Last time I was in one wasn't very fun. And hospitals smell bad. Like sick people."
"You know what I meant," my twin snapped.
I looked at the floor. "Look, you were never supposed to know. But it seems someone can't keep their frickin’ mouth shut." I glared at Jacob and stood up.
"You're grounded," my dad said simply. "I'll be back to check on you in a little bit. Carlisle," He nodded at the doctor. He turned and walked out with a pissed off look on his face.
"Whatever." I started walking towards the bathroom but Bella blocked my way. "Move, Bells. I have to pee."
"Just don't do anything stupid."
I snorted. "Yeah, yeah. 'Cause there's really something I could do in the hospital bathroom." She looked convinced and stepped out of my way. Sucker. As soon as the door closed, I began looking for something sharp. Nothing. Dammit.
"Happy? No blood," I said sarcastically as I walked out. No one was there. I tried the door but it was locked. Ugh! I sat on the bed and read Betrayed which was somehow on the bedside table.
A few minutes passed and the door opened. I didn't even bother to look up to see who entered. "Uh, hi," Jacob said in an unsure voice. "How's it going?"
I glared at him and he cringed. "Gee, I'm locked in a hospital room like a fucking prisoner. How do you think it's going?"
"It was Bella's idea. She's just worried about you."
"This is your fault, you know," I spat. "I distinctly remember telling you to NOT tell anyone what happened. And now look what happened 'cause you didn't listen."
"So what? You would rather I left you and watched you bleed to death?" His voice was rising and he winced when he said "death".
"I wasn't going to bleed to death. I was perfectly fine. It's not like this was the first time." My voice rose to the same level as his. "And what do you care?"
He opened his mouth to answer but stopped. His brown eyes dropped to his hands and he sat on the chair near the bed. Instead of answering my question, he asked his own. "Why? Why did you do that to yourself?" he whispered.
"I repeat why do you care?"
He sighed. Neither of us was willing to give answers. "Look, Lizzy, I'm sorry I didn't listen to you. But you can't ask me to just stand by and watch."
"Yeah, yeah," I muttered, turning my attention to the book.
A few minutes passed in silence until my stomach started to rumble. "Are you hungry? I can go get you something from the cafeteria."
I laughed at the nervousness in his voice. "No, thanks. I hate hospital food. It'll just make me sick."
More awkward silence. "Hey, Jacob?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks. I'm still incredibly mad at you. But I guess I owe you. For bringing me and staying with me."
He gave me a gentle smile. "No problem." He muttered something else that I couldn't hear. I was about to ask him what it was but decided to let it drop.
"Just don't expect me to say thank you ever again."
He laughed a deep, husky laugh. "Sure, sure. Why don't you get some sleep?"
I nodded and was almost out when my phone started ringing. "Hello?"
"Hi, Lizzy. What's up?"
"Hi, Jace," I gushed. "You know, same old. I'm stuck in a hospital."
He laughed. Jerk. "What did you do this time? Wait, regular hospital or mental institute?"
I wanted to slap him. "A regular one, you asshole. And I cut too deep and got the vein. I'm stuck here another night. What's the deal with you?"
"I'm in jail. You're my one phone call."
"Jace, you idiot! In case you forgot, I’m in Forks, Washington. On the other side of the flippin’ country. Why the hell would you call me when there's nothing I can do? And what did you do, anyway?"
"I just wanted to talk to you, Liz. Is that such a problem?"
"It is when that's the only call you get. And I repeat, what did you do this time?"
"I met a girl. She was under 18 and big time jail bait."
My right hand balled into a fist. "God, Jace, you're such a dick. How wasted were you to go get with a girl and then tell me? You know that I don’t come second to anybody and yet you want to go screw someone else. That’s fine by me but maybe next time you should call your little jail bait girl!"
"Liz, wai-"
I snapped the phone shut. I hugged my knees to my chest and just tried to control my breathing. I wasn't going to cry over that dumb ass but I was furious. Moments later, I felt Jacob's warm arms wrap around me. I relaxed against him and calmed down.

*JACOB'S POV*
I'll admit that I was jealous listening to Lizzy on the phone. She was shaking when she hung up. It wasn't like she was crying, but pissed off. I put my arms around her fragile body and hugged her close to me. I didn't ever want to let her go. It only took a few minutes for her body to stop tensing up. She took a deep breath and smiled up at me.
"Thanks."
I smirked. "Wow, and I thought you said to not get used to that."
She laughed and smacked my arm. Her laugh was incredible. "Shut up."
"So... who was that?"
She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Boyfriend. He was an idiot and got himself arrested. Then the dumbass decided to use his phone call on me. Whatever, let him be stuck there for a few days."
"That's harsh." She shrugged. "Do you love him?" Part of me didn't want to know the answer and the other part just had to.
She thought for a second. "No way. I really don’t believe in love. But I think he thinks he loves me so I kinda just go with it for now. I like the attention. Plus, we're great together; two troublemaking delinquents."
There was silence for a few seconds while her small smile faded. She sounded almost sad when she spoke again. Almost. "You love her, don't you?" It wasn't a question. I froze, thinking that maybe she was talking about herself.
"Wh-who?"
She rolled her brown eyes. "Bella. I've seen the way you look at her. I saw your expression at the barbecue. I'm not stupid, Jacob, even if I act like I am. I know that you're in love with my sister."
I sighed and rubbed my temples. "I used to. But she loves Edward more than her life."
I looked up to meet her brown eyes. They were so much like Bella's but less energetic. She was smirking. "So is that why you go around shirtless? Trying to get her interested? 'Cause if you are, you’re not that impressive."
I smirked back. "Oh, really? You seem to be staring at me quite a bit." Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned pink.
"Oh, go to hell," she mumbled. I laughed as she returned her attention to her book. It wasn't long before she fell asleep.
I gently took the book from her hands and placed it on the bedside table. "I'll tell you, Lizzy. I promise. Just know that I really do care about you. I don't want to see you get hurt. I love you." I leaned down and kissed her cool forehead. Being in love with Elizabeth Swan was going to be a lot harder than I thought.

*LIZZY'S POV*
Jacob was gone by the time I woke up. The room was empty and the clock read 11:21. My stomach groaned in hunger, although it was used to not getting food. Yes, I know, I have problems. Get over it.
Bella walked in looking a little anxious. She sighed heavily and flopped into the chair. "Why would you do that, Lizzy?" she whispered.
"I don't know, Bella."
"Look, we both know that you have never been a happy-go-lucky person. But you were never this depressed. You know that if you try to kill yourself you can end up in an asylum?"
"Yes, I know. I'm not suicidal Bella. I just get a kick out of doing what I do. It's sort of a rush, you know. And I already knew you can end up in a mental hospital if you try to off yourself. I've heard it all before."
"You have? Where?"
"Mom. She was threatening to send me to one last time I wound up in a hospital."
"I'm glad she didn't but why didn't she?"
"Because of you. It was the same time Mom and Dad were thinking if they should send you to one because you were so depressed about Edward. They couldn't stand the thought of having two insane daughters. Plus they knew that you would need me."
"I didn't even know you went to a hospital," she said with guilt in her voice.
I laughed once without humor. "No shit, dipstick. You were pretty comatose. I didn't even want you to find out."
"Just promise you won't do it anymore."
I rolled my eyes. "You would know if I did. You and your freaky-ness at smelling blood. I swear, Bella, you're like a shark or something. Except, like, you get sick instead of go after it."
She laughed nervously. I didn't want to push and ask what was up in case she noticed I never actually promised her that I would stop. Damn, I'm good.