Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, nor do I own Bella and Jacob. They are all the works of Stephenie Meyer.
This takes place in New Moon. My own little twist on how Bella finds out Jacob is a werewolf. Short, I know, but this was just for fun, came out of a dream and out of pure boredom.
Please read and review! Enjoy.
Bella Swan and Jacob Black became closer friends after the love of her life, Edward Cullen, and her vampire family took off, leaving her heart shattered. It was up to Jacob to pick up all the pieces. The past months were rough, but the recent weeks were wonderful. Bella spent more and more time with Jacob on the reservation, fixing up trashed motorbikes and toasting with warm sodas. Life was almost perfect for Bella…almost.
Bella and Jacob had gotten the bikes fixed up and alive, sitting now in ruins after Bella's little accident on the bench. Bella took off a little too hard, and having the luck of a klutz, she flew from the bike, crashing into the rocky dirt along the forest.
Bella scrambled up as Jacob came to the rescue. "What the hell were you thinking?"
Bella shrugged it off, like she gets into suicidal accidents on a daily basis. She collapsed against Jacob, him holding her to his chest. She was breathing in deep pants, lingering. When they finally pulled away, Jacob looked at her intently with a touch of bravery in his stare.
"Bella, there is something I have to tell you." he started. "I am a werewolf."
Bella let out a mocking cackle. "As if! I know vampires are real, but you? A werewolf?" she shook her head, forcing a sarcastic smile. "You're stretching the truth a bit there, bud."
She thumped him on the shoulder, hoping he'd laugh and joke along with her, forgetting the accident. His straight gaze turned into a cold glare. "Bella…it's true."
"Then prove it!" Bella shouted, even though they were the only two within a five mile radius at the moment. The crash of the waves and the chirp of the birds provided most of the soundtrack of the momentary silence between the two. "Go on." she waved a hand at him, allowing him to do his thing. "Show me. Prove you are some big scary dog!"
She began barking and howling, praying his smile would twist back up on his lips. Alas, he plan backfired miserable.
"Okay!" he shouted in her face, backing up a few feet. "You asked for it."
Jacob dropped to a crouch, sniffing the ground like an actual dog before digging his hands and feet deep into the sand. A poof of smoke, a loud crash, and boom…
In Jacob's place was a russet colored Chihuahua. It's beady chocolate eyes gazed at her with an "I told you so" look.
He was absolutely menacing!
He flashed his sharp little two-millimeter-teeth at her, growling in a weak snarl, then it transformed into a high pitched yelp.
Bella let out a scream and took off for Forks as fast as she could.
That dog was scarier than Jon Gosselin's ass!