As soon as I got home I took a long shower, making sure to scrub everywhere at least four times. When I was done I slipped into some clean pajamas and headed to the piano, holding Gregory’s song. I read through the song a few times out loud, trying to imagine a beat to it, and playing a few notes here and there. Soon, I had a whole melody for the song. I played it over and over, and before long I was singing to it.

“It’s beautiful.” I jumped at the sudden voice behind me, and turned.

“Jacob.” I breathed. “You scared me.”

He smiled and walked over to sit next to me. “Sorry, your mom told me to check on you every 3 hours or so.”

“Ah.” I mumbled as I started playing again.

“Who wrote that?”

“I made up the music, but the song is Gregory’s.”

Jake didn’t respond he just sat there as I played. Finally, I turned to look at him. He looked at me with sad eyes.

“You really like him, don’t you?” He asked.

The question startled me. I looked down at my hands. “Yes, I think I do.”

“Do you want to go see him?” My heart skipped. For some reason, I felt like I could never see Gregory again.

“I’d like that a lot.”

“Okay, get dressed, then.” Jake got up and walked outside.

-

Walking into the hospital made my heart pound. I felt like I hadn’t seen Gregory in years, even though I’d seen him about three days before.

“We’re here to see Gregory Thomas.” Jake said to the lady at the front desk.

She looked at me, then him, then at me again, and back to Jake. I noticed how weird we must’ve looked together; a big, tall Indian guy and a really pale little girl. I smiled to myself.

“I’m sorry,” the lady said. “That guest isn’t taking visitors right now.”

“Dr. Cullen is my uncle,” I said almost impulsively. “And Gregory is my friend.”

The lady looked at me, and I stared at her with pleading eyes.

“I’ll get Dr. Cullen.” She said and hurried away from the desk. We waited.

“Renesmee!” Carlisle said as he walked closer with the lady from before. “Want to see Gregory, hm? Come with me, please.”

Carlisle waved at the lady and started to walk off. Jake and I followed him to Gregory’s room, which was on the 3rd floor.

“His parents aren’t here at the moment; do you want to be alone with him?” He asked as he placed his hand on the handle of Gregory’s door. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

“Yes, please.” I barely muttered.

Carlisle pushed the door open and stepped aside. I walked in. There was a curtain pulled around where the bed would be. I could hear the sound of the TV, though I’m sure it was turned down very low.

I walked over and peeked behind the curtain, and almost instantly, his eyes locked with mine. They weren’t as bright as they had been when I’d first met him, now they were more dull and sad looking.

“Renesmee?” He whispered, almost as if he was shocked to see me.

“Hi, Gregory.” I said as I walked through the curtain.

“I- I didn’t want you to know about this.” He looked over at his IV.

I sat on the side of his bed and he sat up a little. “I know, my gra- uncle, Dr. Cullen, told us about you, he didn’t know you were my friend.”

“Oh, well, I’m glad you’re here.” He smiled at me.

“You’re really sick, aren’t you?” I felt tears coming as I looked at him, sitting there in the hospital.

“Well, I’m okay right now. They’re slowing the cancer down, but, they don’t think they can stop it.” He sounded as if he was okay with dying.

I stared at him for a minute. "Gregory, are you..okay with this?"

"Well, I don't want to die, Renesmee, but..." He trailed off for a minute. "What's meant to happen...happens, at least that's what I think. So, if it's my time to go, then, well, I can't help it."

Tears went down my cheeks. "Oh, Gregory." I laid my head on his arm.

"Renesmee, it's okay." He put his hand on my head.

I looked up, and noticed his face was right by mine. His eyes stared into mine, and it seemed like I could see everything; all his emotions poured into my eyes through his, and I felt myself getting closer to him.

Gregory seemed to lean towards me, too, and in a second, our lips touched. I closed my eyes and opened my lips slightly, on instinct, I suppose. He did the same, and as soon as he did, his taste flooded my mouth. His scent was suddenly really strong, stinging my nose, and it seemed as though he was all around me.

His taste was so wonderful, so amazing, that I almost couldn't stand it. I had never been that close to a human before. I felt my mind start to go crazy, and I gripped the sheets on Gregory's bed tighter. A sort of haze went over my brain and in that instant all I wanted to do was kill Gregory. I thirsted for his blood so much more than I had ever thirsted for anything else.

I had to get away from him. I immediatly pulled away from him and ran out of his room almost too fast, leaving him alone.

I didn't breathe until I reached the bathroom down the hall. When I got in the there, I took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. My eyes looked dark and crazy. It almost shocked me, and I noticed I was shaking. All off the sudden, I realized what a monster I truly was, and how stupid I was for letting myself fall for a normal person.

I backed up to a wall, slid to the floor, and began to cry.