Wolf girl
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight.
Jacob's POV
Leah walked into Emily's house, shaking. She tried to avoid Emily's sympathetic glance, for she had still not forgiven her. Her long, ebony hair quivered, and I decided to speak up. "Sorry." I told her, breaking the silence. Leah looked up, her large brown eyes fearful. "It's not your fault." She whispered. I looked at her russet-skinned face framed by long, black hair. "It's going to be hard, but you'll have to cut your hair." I told her.
"What?" Leah gasped, fingering a lock of her hair.
"Alpha's orders. Otherwise, your fur is too long and you trip on it. There's a barber at the shops who knows about our problem. You can go there." I looked at her sad, dark eyes.
"Okay." She whispered.
LEAH'S POV
I looked at the small, dusty shop. Taking a deep breath, I walked inside. A pretty woman with sleek back hair pulled back in a messy knot looked up at me from sweeping the floor. "Sorry." She told me. "This shop is closed for today. Try the salon five shops down." I went and sat in a chair anyway. "It's Ok, I'm one of them now. I phased for the first time today." I told her.
Surprise crossed the Woman's face as she looked at me. "You? But you're a girl!" she gasped.
I rolled my eyes. "I know. Please, just cut it off." The woman nodded and took up a pair of scissors. I shut my eyes as she cut. It felt like she was cutting off a part of me, each time. SNIP. My love to Sam. SNIP. My loyalty to my family. SNIP. My Beauty. SNIP, My freedom. She started cutting more quickly. SNIP, SNIP, SNIP. Friends, Fun, Happiness. All gone. More parts of me fell away, useless and dead as the hair that covered the floor. I opened my eyes to a stranger in the mirror. "I spared some of the length because you're a girl." The woman told me. I didn't dare feel the short hair that barely reached my chin. Instead I opened my purse. "Oh no… your first time is free." The barber told me. I handed her a twenty dollar note stubbornly anyway. I had been saving up for a trip with my girlfriends to the mall in Port Angeles. A trip that would never happen now.
Jacob was waiting outside, sympathy in his eyes. "Are you OK?" he asked me. Normally I would have responded nicely, but there was no need to be nice now.
"Get lost." I snapped, pushing past him.
"Okay, Okay, I'm sorry. You still look pretty, you know." He was trying to reassure me, to make me feel better. But I would never feel better.
"Great. Like I care what you think." Jacob looked shocked, and a bit hurt. I rolled my eyes and stomped off. The old, happy, kind Leah was gone, cut off with my hair. The new Leah was angry, lonely and ugly. I had changed forever. I had no comfort, no friends, no one to love. My father was dead, my Sam no longer loved me, and my friends could no longer be my friends. There was nothing for me anymore.