When Gravity Moves
Chapter 1- the change
I glare out over First beach, the familiarity of the blue-grey churning waves and overcast sky doing little to calm my irritation. If anything, it seems to make my blood boil even more, thinking back on all the times I have been here, played here, laughed here with my brother and sister.
They're not really related to me, at least no more than the rest of the people on the reservation, but they might as well be.
My father was Charlie Black, and he fell in love with a girl that hated this rainy, dreary, town. They got married, he changed his last name to Swan, and they had me.
I don't remember either of them, mom left just after I turned one, unable to stay a second longer in this constantly overcast state, and dad refused to give me up. When I was four, dad was killed in an accident, the same one that put his brother, Billy Black, in a wheelchair.
It was this reason that I went to his best friend, Harry Clearwater, instead of his brother, because he already had two daughters and a two-year-old son to care for.
Harry and Sue have been nothing but kind to me; they are the only parents that I remember ever having, and I grew up with their kids, Leah and Seth, as if they were my own siblings.
We were the closest of friends, along with Jake and Embry and Quil. And then a few months ago, everything changed.
All because of him- Sam.
He had to go and break Leah's heart, and being the good best friend and sister I am, I hated Sam with a passion, cursed his name from the cliff tops as she cried into my shoulder, that he left her for her cousin, our cousin, Emily.
Jacob, my sweet, clumsy, lovable puppy of a friend, went through a growth spurt, cut off all his beautiful hair that he took so much pride in, and started hanging out with him. Sam.
It all goes back to stupid, arrogant, self-righteous Sam Uley.
Because after Quil, then Embry, then Jacob went over to the dark side, Leah followed a few weeks later.
Now she hangs out with him all the time, gets angry when I talk badly about him, keeps secrets from me with him.
Every night, I wake up in our shared room to find her missing from her bed, having snuck out the window to see him most likely.
I'm almost certain that he's dealing drugs, or in some sort of gang, but every time I bring my worries to Harry, or Billy, they just wave it off. Sam Uley is some kind of God to the Quileute elders, and I'm getting fed up with it.
Now I'm getting growing pains and having these weird hot flashes with a constant fever, and I'm just really, really, irritable, because Sam Uley is looking at me like I'm next, but I refuse to let him sway me in any way.
I chuck a rock as hard as I can at the water, and it sails far out before sinking with a soft plop.
"Hey," Seth says sullenly, feeling the absence of his sister as much as me.
I feel my face soften at the thirteen-year-old boy as he makes his way down from the path, and sling my arm across his shoulders.
"Don't worry Seth, you still got me; and Leah will come back- you'll see."
My pale skin is stark against his tan, a clear label of my half heritage.
It's often joked that I'm a 'cold one' from all the local legends and myths. It doesn't seem to have its humor anymore though, as Leah, or Jake, or any of my old friends would scowl and hiss at the mention of it, if they are around.
"I just want to know what the big secret is." Seth's howl is almost comical, but I don't smile; I want to know just as much as he does, though my mind still goes back to steroids.
The dark sky becomes even darker as the sun sets behind the clouds, and I sigh, turning away from the sea.
"Let's go home," I say, dropping my arm from his shoulder and leading him up the familiar beaten path that leads straight to the road home.
As he walks beside me, I have the urge to take his hand and hold it, like we did when we were little, but Leah isn't on his other side like she normally is, and Seth hand claimed it 'not cool' a few years back.
I sigh again, closing my eyes and letting my feet instinctively carry me in the direction I need to go, a soft breeze carrying my hair and letting the cool mist of rain wash away my sizzling anger until it's nonexistent.
A hand slips into mine, making me jump in surprise, and I look down to see my little brother looking off into the trees and anywhere but at me.
My face once again softens, and I tighten my hold.
Maybe he needed the comfort as much as I did right now, so I don't make fun of him or tease him about it, and just walk home in silence.
...
I wake up burning and sweating and short of breath. My body feels odd and unnatural and my muscles twitch uncontrollably.
I rip the covers off me and sit up fast, watching the world tilt and spin and twist, but I can clearly see a foot disappearing out the window.
Despite my sudden sickness, a blinding rage burns through me, momentarily clearing my mind enough the follow my sister right out the window.
My feel hit the cool grass as Leah is just about to disappear into the woods, and my feet carry me furiously after her in my PJs and no shoes.
I'm ending this now, and one way or another, I'm going to find out what's going on.
"Leah!" I call, storming after her when she pauses and turns to me, eyes widening.
I don't know what I'm going to do or say, but I definitely don't expect my fist to connect with her face.
"What's wrong with you?!" I growl at her, not letting myself be stunned by my violent actions (I'm not I violent person and who just goes around punching people?).
"What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you?" She says, eyes narrowing and her arms start to tremble like they do every time we have argued recently.
My heart pounds fast and loudly in my ears, like a war drum, and an unfamiliar ache spreads through my bones.
"I thought you hated Sam, and now you're hanging out with him? You're ditching me and our little brother for a guy that you hated?"
My own arms are shaking terribly, and my breaths are coming in sharp gasps, but rage is burning in my veins.
Leah's eyes rove my body cautiously as she holds out her hands in a surrender kind of way.
"Bella, you need to calm down before you hurt someone."
With her saying those words, everything inside of me seems to explode outward with a shredding sound in my ears.
What. The. Hell.
The whole forest seems to be different- everything so much smaller than before and the smells, sounds, feel of it is stronger and different.
I can feel blood drain from my face as I watch Leah, my very real sister, explode into a huge ass wolf.
She stares at me with large brown eyes. I blink dumbly at her, my previous anger completely vanished as my mind had gone blank.
Bella? She asks hesitantly, tentatively, as if to a wounded animal. Only, she says it in my mind, not out loud.
Other voices are there too, as I stand with locked legs, stalk still, yelling happy greetings until an older man with a once anger inducing voice commands them all to be silent.
All the voices immediately stop talking.
A large black wolf steps out of the trees along with several other various colored ones.
Bella...? Sam asks me mentally.
Several long minutes of staring pass before my mind explodes in thoughts.
So cool- the legends are all true, aren't they!? Wow oh wow, am I barking? I'm a wolf too?! So cool!
My mind reels as I notice that all that is coming out of me is yips, and I turn in a circle to better look at myself.
A catch site of a long red/brow/black tail, kind of looking like a longhaired Red wolf, before tripping over my new feet and getting a nose full of moss and dirt.
A/N: Alright guys, get me excited about this again. I'm stuck on chapter twelve and if I don't start writing again, my updates will catch up and you'll have to wait until I get hyped again. I hope you like this story even more than the last one.
If you have no idea of what I'm talking about, go check out my finished story called Forever; it is Bellice as well.
~Silver~