Hey Guys, tell me what you think, this was just a little idea that popped in my head, but once it started I couldnt stop, sorry if there are alot of mistakes I cheked it but its really late, and super tired!

Hope You Like It!

-Meow

Jacob Black bolted out of his bed awaking from his deep sleep in a hurry. Standing next to his bed, looking down at the sweaty sheets, he tried to recall what his dream had just shown him. The Quileutes strongly believed in dreams, and how they can often show you important comings in your future, or recall past troubles, bringing clarity. Jacob, however, had never believed in this myth until his transformation in to the Shifter, now he was quickly learning that most everything the tribe elders taught them as children is truth.

After a good while of trying to remember he came to the conclusion that it was useless and if it really had been significant that he would have memorized the dream. Glancing around for clean clothes, and sniffing them when he finally found some, Jacob headed off to the shower, where he turned the water to steaming to work his aching back muscles. Yesterdays patrol had put a strain on his left shoulder, Jacob and Seth had been wrestling nearly the entire time, because after the Cullen's moved away there really was no reason to haunt for vampires, there was not a thing they could possibly want in Forks now, after Bella had left.

That was the worst day of Jacob Blacks life, the day Bella left. It was a long time coming, after Edward had refused to change her into a stupid bloodsucker, Bella slowly lost control. It was small at first, Jacob probably wouldn't have noticed for a while, except for the fact that she stopped visiting him. So naturally Jacob stopover at the Swans house just for a peek in, and when he did, Bella acted like her nose was on fire. She wouldn't hug him for the 'gosh- awful smell that rolled off him'. Which it was possible for him to be smelly he was a wolf after all, but normally Bella didn't think so. Instead they just sat at opposite sides of the kitchen and talked about how life was going. Well, more like Jacob talked and Bella glared at him with hateful eyes. He remembered yelling at her, saying thing like

"He's finally gotten to you! He made you hate me!... Bella please tell me you don't hate me!"

And lastly, "Bella! I love you!"

Jacob now shook at these words, almost a year later and he still believed these words to be true. He now recollects the second tell tale sign of her sanity leaking. One night she had found a red wine bottle in Charlie's alcohol cabinet and had already drank the whole bottle by the time Charlie came home, which in turn called me, but by the time I had already gotten there Cullen had already come to her rescue. However, instead of yelling at me to leave, he pulled me into the kitchen, away from drunken Bella, and worried Charlie.

"Bella is drunk-" Edward began.

"Well no duh Sherlock, and way do you think she did that to herself? You probably messed her up or something." Jacob cut in.

"Bella is drunk, but that is not the only thing wrong with her. She has been acting different for the past month and a half. She-" Edward quickly spat out, but Jacob cut in again.

"Like I said, you are not right for her, you messed with her emotions too much, an-"

"Mutt! Shut up! I already know how you feel about our relationship, but this is not about that, it is about Bella's sanity!" He yelled in a whisper, fully aware of the company in the room next door.

'Well clearly, she is dating you' spat Jacob in his mind.

"NO! Listen, a month and a half ago, Bella came to me, and begged, begged that I would turn her into a vampire, and she tried to seduce me into biting her, and trust me, it nearly worked."

'Good grief, get on with it!' Jacob yelled in his mind.

"Okay, ever since that night she has begun to act strange, and at first I thought it was a phase. She would skip school with me every once in a while when it was sunny, she would stay up super late talking to me at night, finally going to bed when she couldn't stay awake anymore. She would never eat around me, and Charlie said she only ate some nights." Edward explained.

"I don't understand why you are telling me this leech! Besides the eating part, you are just explaining how madly in love the two of you are!" Jacob said this with poison dripping off every word.

"Jacob, listen, I knew you were stupid but not that thick! Bella is pretending to be a vampire, the best way she knows how! Also as of lately she has only been drinking-"

"Red liquids. The red wine!" The wolf finished.

"Yes, only deep red drinks, which proves my point even further."

"But, I don't understand why would Bella do this to herself!"

"Maybe to show me that she would be a great vampire, maybe to guilt me into turning her, but whatever she is doing its freaking me out!"

"You do realize what would happen in if you changed her! The pack would hunt you and your family-"

"Be quiet pup, this is not about your tribe or pack!" Jacob let out a low growl at the statement, which Edward returned with a snarl.

"What are we supposed to do then? How do we get her out of this?" Jacob snapped back, inching closer to the door that leads to the living room. He stuck his head into check on his Bella.

"Oh, she isn't yours!" Edward sang behind him with a laugh.

"Yeah, well I don't really see you helping her out as she heaves out her insides." Jacob chuckled with a sneer. Just like that Edward was by Bella's side holding her hair back, and pushing Charlie out of the way. Edward looked up and gave a knowing look at Jacob. Edward could read his mind and know, that even thought she was throwing up, Jacob wished he could be the one in Edwards place.

Jacob stepped out of the shower, towel around his waist when someone knocked on the bathroom door.

"Um, be right there dad, Just getting dressed." He called pulling on his shirt, and rubbing his hair with the towel.

"Jake, its Quill and"

"Oh hey dude!"

"Jacob, their back."