I never thought it would come to this. We were the best of friends and now because of one stupid imprint, everything changes.

I blame my parents for moving us all the way to Houston. All just because they thought Jake and I were getting to close. Or for some other reason I couldn't understand. At least, not until now.

There's no way our legends could've been true. It was impossible. I'd always thought they were just bed time stories that our grandfathers and the other elders told us around the campfire. But they were true. They were just preparing us for the possibilities.

But now here I am, pretty much alone, in the dark. In pain so excruciating that I didn't know how I wasn't screaming in more pain than I was doing now.

Up until this point, I felt so lost because I felt abandoned. I wanted my best friend back. I wanted the old Jake back. But I can see now, he was the same person, I was the one that changed.