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I'll make this short, and probably add any notes I think off at the end.
Oh I'll be adding some "stuff" (graphic sexual acts) as the story goes on, I'm trying to make Jessie realistic and what teenage boy, gay, straight, or bi, isn't going to have sexual feelings and thoughts.
By also making Jessie realistic I think he'll be a little bitchy and selfish, just a little though.
Previously
As we went deeper into the forest, Jared leaned on me more, "Where are we going?" he asked.
"Somewhere to make you feel better." I replied not offering to much information.
Jared began to shake next to me, and I knew I was running out of time, I just prayed we would be far enough away when he phased.
Jessie POV
Dear lord, I don't think I really realized how much I wanted to dump Jared on the ground and let him transform and phase for the first time right then and there. I mean no one helped me through my first phasing so why should I help someone else? "Because you're a good person, or at least like to pretend you're one."
That was something I always told myself when questioning what to do. If I wasn't really a good person at heart, then I should at least try to act like one, even if it killed me, and trust me, as Jared started to thrash in pain next to me while digging his nails into my shoulder and back, I really thought it might kill me.
"OW, FUCKING OW!" I yelled as he dug deeper, piercing my skin. "This is far enough," I thought as I grabbed Jared's hand, forcing it from my back and helped him onto the ground.
I stepped back as I watched Jared convulse in pain, thrashing about. I winced as he screamed out as bones began to shift for the first time and the tone of his cries grew deeper as he phased from boy to beast, short brown fur sprouting from every inch of the now wolf, with the tatters of his clothes scattered around us.
I stepped back further as I took him in, he was massive, well at least to me. Up until this point it had just been me and Sam as wolves, and I had never stood by Sam before, so seeing another wolf, but with human eyes was something that startled me to say the least.
"Jared?" I called out hesitantly as I felt my wounds cry blood, thus staining the shoulder area of my shirt.
When I had first phased I had been so confused and scared, but how was I to know how someone else would react to this, would they be able to think coherently, would they be friendly, or would they like to rip my neck out?
"Jared?" I called again.
Immediately Jared rose from the ground to turn and look at me, letting out a ferocious snarl at the same time. I stepped back in fear, I could feel my jaw tremble slightly and my eyes widen at his hostility. I seriously considered phasing at that moment to show him that I was like him, but Jared might think I was threatening him, his instincts would most likely kick in and he would view me as a threat to his safety, not to mention I only brought one set of clothes out, and I intended for them to be for Jared.
Just as Jared stepped forward I took another step back, thinking he might not be able to think rationally in his new state of mind. I had no knowledge about what to do, the only information I had gotten about being a werewolf had come from my dad and Sam. I hadn't even talked with any of the tribe elders, and I was supposed to handle this massive wolf on my own?
My heart rate increased when Jared bared his fangs at me and let out another growl more fearsome then the first. I thought he was going to pounce and tear me to shreds at any second, so I was surprised to say the least when he wobbled around and ejected another round of bile from his mouth, before ultimately collapsing on the ground completely spent.
I let out a sigh of relief to see my friend collapse; I quickly rushed over to him, to check his condition. At first glance I thought he had fallen unconscious, but after closer inspection I noticed that he was awake, but just barely. I don't know why, but the whine he let out pulled at me heart, he opened his eyes to look at me pleadingly, and with his ears flattened and tongue drooping out he looked like a miserable overgrown dog.
I tried to remember back to when I had phased for the first time. "After the nausea…came thirst! I was in the river so I must have absent mindedly lapped up some water. Luckily I had brought a bottle of water with me. I grabbed my bag with the supplies I had brought with me earlier and dug the bottle out.
I uncapped it and poured some into my hands before offering it to Jared. He quickly turned his head away in…embarrassment? Was Jared really embarrassed of drinking water from my hands? It's not like I thought he was some pathetic stray dog that needed my care, I had been through this too, remembering how vulnerable I felt lying their in the dark, both literally and metaphorically.
However it dawned on me that Jared didn't know this, he didn't know that I had already been through this before, just alone, and I was now determined to make this easier for him then it was for Sam and me.
"Jared? Jared it's alright, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, or ashamed or scared of for that matter. This is completely normal, well I wouldn't say that, completely normal for us….and by us I mean the Quileute!" I stammered quickly trying not to trip over my words.
Jared let out a whine and looked at me again, causing me to frown in sympathy for him. I let out a sigh and moved my hands closer, "Just drink the water please," I said in a soft tone.
Jared looked at me once more before lapping the small pond of water from my hands. I offered him an encouraging smile as I poured him some more water, and after draining about three-fourths of the bottle I pulled his massive head onto my lap and started combing my fingers through his brown fur.
We sat there for about ten minutes, my hands moving from various spots on his head to offer comfort in his time of pain. I discovered that he loved being scratched behind the ears, further implicating and portraying the picture of a massive dog, rather then a wolf. I smiled as his tail began to wag back and forth striking my leg. He would occasionally let out a whine, due to the fact that his body was still settling and adjusting to phasing for the first time.
It was about an hour after Jared phased that Sam's black wolf form came into view, trotting along sniffing the air, probably tracing our scents which had lead him right to us. I put a hand up for him to stop as not to frighten Jared.
I stopped tracing my fingers through Jared's fur, causing to him to look up at me questioningly. The past hour may have been for rest, but eventually the issue would have to be addressed, Jared had to know about the culture of the Quileute and what he was. I looked down at Jared as I continued to stroke his fur, and I raised my eyebrows as his head started to look back and forth at his surroundings in confusion.
"Voices in your head?" I asked aloud.
His head whipped back to me and his eyes bore into mine. I think he was trying to ask me how I knew. Instead of elaborating further, I merely directed his line of sight to where Sam sat, about fifteen feet away. Jared immediately perked up and growled at the other wolf. I rolled my eyes as Sam began to walk closer, probably offering no care or thought about approaching an angry werewolf, but then again I had no idea what the two could possibly be discussing. I thought about phasing again, but once again I decided against it, I was sure Sam could handle this on his own, besides it would good practice for his alpha skills.
I watched the exchange between the two wolves as Sam most likely explained the legends of our tribe to Jared and how they were true, and how vampires existed, and blah, blah, blah! Just thinking about it again made me bored out of my mind, and apparently I wasn't the only one, because after ten minutes of silence I saw Jared's eyes droop, which in turn caused Sam to let out a growl that easily woke Jared and me up.
As Sam continued to tell Jared the legends and rules that now applied to us, I wondered why Jared had phased so soon. He was only fourteen, a whole two years younger then myself, and three when compared to Sam. Why had he phased so soon, and would others phase even quicker? I also thought about these Cullen characters; did Sam truly think that it would be fine just to leave them out in Forks, leaving the people unprotected, I personally thought that we should try to establish some sort of contact with them to prevent something catastrophic for the community.
While I was lost in thought I didn't really pay to much attention to Sam walking forward and grabbing my bag in his mouth. It was only when Jared stood up and started to wobble after Sam did I return to reality. "They must be phasing back…" I thought.
I stood as, a now human, Sam and Jared returned to me after phasing back. Sam was in, what was beginning to become his trademark, jean shorts and Jared had only managed to pull on the jeans I had brought. Sam tossed me my bag before turning with the weak Jared and started walking back. I quickly followed and watched as Sam threw the now unconscious Jared over his shoulder.
"Sooo?" I asked walking beside Sam.
"I explained the basics to him, what we are, our job, and the responsibilities and abilities that come with being a werewolf." Sam said.
"Does he know about the Cullens?" I asked.
"I said I explained the basics," he snapped.
I glanced at him in the corner of my eye, and decided against retorting with my own snarky remark.
We were approaching the forest exit when Sam spoke again, "What happened to your shoulder?"
I stopped and tugged on my shirt to get a look at the back. Staining the light blue was now a bland brown decent sized splotch where Jared had me in a death grip, and several trails down my back caused by the excess blood. "Jared got a little grabby before he phased," I said as I continued to walk.
"Come here," he said grabbing my wrist stopping me in my tracks.
He carefully peeled my shirt up slightly revealing my back. I began to blush and thanked god that Sam couldn't see my face. I knew Sam was with Leah, but having him place a hand on my back and inspect my injuries was nice. "Well you seem fine," he said dropping my shirt back into place, "Our healing abilities must be working."
It was then that I remembered that thanks to us being werewolves we healed considerably faster then regular humans. I quickly jogged after Sam as he started walking towards Jared's home.
Upon arriving at Jared's house, his parents were shocked to say the least, they had voiced one of my concerns as well, "Why had he phased so soon?" I remember Sam handing off Jared to me as he began the talk with his parents. I staggered with Jared getting him to his room, Sam had made it look so much easier when he was carrying him.
After I eventually got Jared to his bed and laid him down, I trotted back into the living room where Sam was still talking to Jared's parents.
"What else can you tell us?" his mother asked while clutching her husband's shirt; she was a nice woman, I had spoken to her on seldom occasions when she would come into my dad's store, and she seemed like she was holding up fine, but now she was a rampaging mess.
"I've told you everything I can and know. Jessie and I will continue to monitor Jared while he recovers, which means at least one of us will be here for the majority of the next week or so." I heard him say.
"And then what happens, what happens to my son?" his father asked, almost as visibly upset as his wife.
"Well he has certain responsibilities now, and he won't be able to ignore them," I said making my presence known.
Three heads whipped in my direction as I walked closer, my sandals making crunching sounds as I walked onto the wooden floor, settling next to Sam's chair and resting my arm on his shoulder.
"What kind of responsibilities?" his mother asked.
"For starters he'll have to start patrolling the reservation border, to make sure no vampires threaten the tribes well being. Any word of vampire, or danger in general will have him out on duty at moments notice. It may be hard for him at first, but as more boys phase, the workload will lessen." Sam stated.
"You might also notice him getting angry at smaller and slighter things. In these cases it's important that you calm him down, if he grows to furious he will phase. It won't matter where or around who, but he will, and we don't need any more people to know then necessary." I said, contributing to the input.
"Oh and he's going to have a huge appetite from now on," Sam added.
Jared's parents merely nodded their heads before looking to their son's bedroom door. I noticed this and tried to put their concerns at ease, "I'll check on him once more before we go. Then tomorrow one of us will come back to check on him. He's going to be fine, in fact once this is all over he'll be better then ever." With that I turned and started to proceed back to Jared's room, but not before I saw a flash of rage pass through Jared's fathers eyes.
I hardly noticed the gasp his mother let out, probably noticing the wound on my back, but instead thought about Jared's father. He probably hated Sam and me for being so casual about this, like this was nothing, fuck I even said Jared would be better then ever, who knows what his parents really thought about their son now being a werewolf.
I opened Jared's door quietly and continued in, shutting it behind me. I walked over to his bed where I saw his form lay. I sat down at the end of the bed and rubbed his leg to awaken him. He let out a groan as he turned in his bed and opened his eyes, "Jessie?" he croaked.
"Yea, it's me." I said.
"What happened?" he asked.
"You turned into a werewolf," I said monotone.
He let out another groan, "So it wasn't a dream?"
"Sorry man, but from now on, you're a werewolf."
"Great! Just Perfect!" he said exasperated.
"I would like to say it'll get better, but I have no idea if it will or not. All I can tell you is that Sam and I are here for you if you need anything." I said.
"Thank you," he said weakly before falling asleep once again.
I let out a sigh as I stood and exited his room. As I walked back out into the living room I saw Jared's parents silently discussing something on their couch and Sam waiting for me at the door. I walked over to him and we silently left the house.
No words were exchanged as we made our way towards my home.
Upon arriving Sam made a move to open the door for me, only for me to stop a few feet back. He turned around confused and asked me, "Coming?"
"Perhaps, but I don't feel like taking the front door," I said.
"Well how do you suppose we go to your room?"
My heart fluttered slightly at the idea of Sam in my room, but I controlled it to respond, "First off why are we going to my room?"
"Well I thought we should talk about tomorrow," he said.
"It's simple really, I'll go to school and you'll spend the day with Jared."
"Why so eager to go to school?" Sam asked putting on a playfully suspicious look.
"Not so much that I want to go to school, I just don't want to be the one that tells Jared he has to stop hanging around with his friends," I said.
Sam's face paled and his mouth dropped causing me to laugh. "Goodnight Sam," I said jumping up to a tree branch and swinging myself through my open window into my room. I stood up and poked my head out my window, "And that's how," I said while his mouth opened further. I shut my bedroom window and slept for the night starting to enjoy the perks of being a werewolf.
It was currently 1:49 P.M. and I was sitting in my Pre-Calculus class tapping my pencil against my notebook. We had a substitute for the day so we weren't expected to do much. I chewed on my pencil as I looked out the window to see the leaves hanging loosely on the trees. It was October and winter was just around the corner, which was going to make patrols LIVING HELL!
I let out a sigh as I saw two leaves be blown from a tree, their colors swirling together as they slowly drifted down to the ground to the pile on the ground. It was a mess of browns, oranges, yellows, and reds as far as the eye could see. I laughed as I imagined a hunter take aim at a turkey, blowing it to smithereens, causing the feathers to scatter on the ground, creating the rainbow of colors that occupied the reservation.
I returned my gaze to inside the class to people around me. My eyes connected with a boy, Gabe Sanders, and I offered him a smile before flipping open my notebook. I noticed in the corner of my eye that Gabe had done the same, he was furiously scribbling something down glancing at me every so often.
"I hope he isn't writing something about me," I thought.
Gabe Sanders, he was a nice guy, full Quileute and very handsome. He was built very well and stood about three inches taller then me, and probably the only other homosexual in my grade, but there was just something off putting about him that I couldn't place my finger on.
I quickly broke my glance as he stood up and approached the teacher's desk. Thanks to my increased sense of hearing I discovered that he was going to the bathroom.
Normally I wouldn't do this, but my curiosity was getting the better of me today. So I flagged down a girl who sat near Gabe, and thankfully she tossed me his notebook. I quickly opened it and flipped through to the most recent page, and remember how I said he was off putting, well I found my reason why.
Today's page read as follows:
October 19th, 2003
Why, oh why won't Jessie notice me? I mean dear god we are two of the best looking guys at this school. I just love staring at him sometimes, lately he's become the center of my world and I can't help but fantasize about him, how I want to hold him and make him mine. He looks so perfect with his hand holding up his head, and god the way he has that pencil in his mouth, if only that was my co-
I stopped there immediately, not wanting to continue. "Great!" I thought, "He's obsessed with me, and has a rather dirty mind, its like he's imprinted on me or something…….oh god!"
I grew increasingly panicked, "He has been putting on some muscle lately, and he's pretty damn tall. OH GOD HE CAN'T BE A WEREWOLF! He would have said something, someone would know something. Sam and I would know!"
In my panic my ears were a little late picking up on the sound of someone walking down the hallway towards my class. The door opened and I quickly stuffed the notebook into my bag, and turned to see it was only an office aid delivering a call slip, but ten seconds later Gabe came strolling back in, thwarting my plans to toss the notebook back on his desk.
My concentration was broken when the substitute called out my name, beckoning me towards her desk. "Yes?" I asked when I reached her.
"Collect your things, you are to go to the principle's office," she said.
I gulped and returned to my desk to begin packing away my things. I looked at Gabe who was now frantically looking for his notebook before I fled from the room. "Great so I stole some pervert's notebook, and I'm headed to the principles office, what else could happen?" I asked myself.
When I reached his office, I stepped in. "Hello Jessie!" Mr. Bishop said, greeting me.
"Hello Mr. Bishop," I greeted in return. Mr. Bishop was a nice man, he had been the school's principle since my second grade year at this school, and he was a nice enough man. He was popular with students too, since the reservation wasn't overly populated, the school was relatively small, which taught grades K-12, he made a point to try and get to know the students since they would be spending a good portion of their lives here.
"So I'm guessing you're wondering why you're here, aren't you Jessie?" he asked.
"I would be lying I said I wasn't," I replied.
"Well it has come to my attention that your friend Jared has recently phased," Mr. Bishop said, causing my eyes to widen, "HE KNOWS, HE KNOWS!?!?" I screamed in my mind.
"By the look on your face boy, you looked quite shocked, but don't be alarmed I know all about the Quileute legends, and I'm happy to say I'm just here to help you," he said.
I looked to him to allow him to continue and he did so. He told me how, like Sam had today, if needed we could skip out on school on days that required it. He said that we wouldn't have to worry about it, that he would clear things up with the teachers who didn't know the real reason why we would have to skip out early on class, or just not show at all.
After about forty-five minutes the school bell rang and he sent me on my way home. I was walking outside towards my car when Leah ran over to me holding her little brother's, Seth, hand.
"Hey Leah," I greeted her with a hug.
"Hey Jess," she said returning my hug. Leah had been immediately understanding when I came out to my friends, and seemed even happier to find out she had a gay friend.
"Hi Seth," I said waving at the shy eleven year old.
"Hi Jessie," he said shyly, while smiling at me.
"So what's up Leah?" I asked returning my attention to her.
"Well you wouldn't happen to know where Sam would be would you?"
I froze, "Shit!" I thought, "Well you see the thing is Sam had to take care of something important. He didn't say what it was, but he told me to tell you he wouldn't be here today. So I guess I forgot, sorry about that Leah," I said rubbing the back of my head.
"Oh…well that's okay. I have to take Seth home and watch him, Mom and Dad are both out today so I have to make sure this little munchkin doesn't cause any trouble," she said ruffling Seth's hair.
"GAH! Leah don't do that!" he said, "And I DON'T need to be watched!" he added angrily.
"Hey Seth?" I asked getting his attention, "If not for Leah, will you at least behave for me?" I asked sweetly.
Seth laughed at my slightly girly tone, "Sure..but only because you asked!" he added looking at a playfully scowling Leah.
"Thank you Seth," I said before they walked off, Leah turning to give me a look of thanks before proceeding to her car.
I waved to them as they drove off, before getting into my own car and starting the drive to Jared's.
When I pulled up to Jared's house I was greeted by his mother who ushered me inside. I walked to Jared's room where I could here the faint noise of Jared and Sam in a conversation. I turned to knob and entered the room, and then shutting the door after me.
"Hey!" Sam said smiling from a chair next to Jared's bed.
"Hello Sam, Jared." I said walking over, "How are you Jared?"
"Starting to feel better," he said from his bed.
"How did school go?" Sam asked.
"Everything was fine, just another day. Leah however noticed your absence and was a little curious, and I also had a talk with Mr. Bishop, who knows about us." I told them, leaving out the part about Gabe and his notebook.
"Well I would hope so since I called him," Sam said.
I paused mid-step to look at him with wide eyes, before taking a seat on Jared's bed, "Well thanks for the heads up!" I told him.
"Anyway Jared here was just telling me about the fine job you did with him yesterday, and how he'll try and avoid his friends... for the most part." Sam said turning his gaze on Jared.
"Oh really Jared?" I asked raising my eyebrows seductively looking at him, "Did you also tell Sam how you like it behind the ears," I asked inching closer to Jared's face, my mouth inches away from his. I could see the blush on his face before I took a quick soft swipe behind his ears causing him to moan out and his leg to twitch.
"Just like a puppy," I laughed sitting back down while Sam laughed from his chair.
"YAH, YAH WHATEVER!" Jared said flustered and angered.
Our laughing was interrupted by a knock at the front door. "I'll check it out," I said getting up and heading for the door.
Jared's mother was there and turned to me, "It's Paul," she said worriedly, "What should I tell him?"
"I'll handle it," I told her walking to the door. I guess you could say I was friends with Paul, not as much as everyone else, but we were still friends for the most part.
I opened it to reveal an angry looking Paul at the door. He was surprised, but just for a moment, before turning his anger on me.
"What are you doing here?" he asked rather rudely.
"In case you forget, I'm Jared's friend as well," I said, snapping back at him, feeling my own rage start to rise.
"Well can I talk to him?" he asked.
"I'm afraid not, he's not feeling to well," I said.
"Well then why the hell are you here?"
"I'm helping his mom take care of him."
"Aren't you risking getting sick then?" he asked stepping closer to me.
I withheld a growl, "I'll be fine,"
"Then so will I, let me see Jared!"
"I'm afraid you're going to have to run along now Paul," I said putting my arm in front of his path.
Paul looked at me fuming, but stormed off, "I don't know what you're hiding, but you won't be able to hide it forever!" he called back to me.
I closed the door and let out a huge sigh, "Not good," I thought, "I almost phased right in front of him, and he looks like he was about to himself. Jesus this isn't going to get easy any time easy."
I walked back to Jared's room to their questioning looks. "It was Paul," I told them.
"And?" they both replied.
"I got him to leave, but he's suspicious, and the thing is, I don't think it'll be long before he phases."
I watched as the information sank into their heads, "Yep with a pervert, an angry, suspicious friend, and being a werewolf….things were defiantly not going to bet easy any time soon" I thought.
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A reminder if things seem off. This story is slightly AU, so things will happen differently and slightly out of order.
I almost went further with the whole notebook thing, but if you really want some graphic slash things, let me know. I have a dream sequence planned out that should be pretty sexy and funny.
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