Chapter Two: Dinner

I finally reached the restaurant. It was a fancy restaurant. Bella didn't like things like this, but guess who did? Edward.

Anyway I entered to find Edward, Bella, and Alice. I was so glad that it wasn't the entire Cullen family, just Edward and Alice. I liked Alice; she was friendly and more accepting. She was the only one of the Cullen family who did not complain about our dog-like smell.

"Jacob I like your hair," Bella said. I laughed to myself, remembering my earlier scene in front of the mirror. Edward laughed too. Get out of my head, Edward.

I thanked her, reaching in for a friendly hug.

"Don't I get one," Alice asked with a smile on her face. I hugged her.

"What about me," Edward asked jokingly.

"But then I'd have to go wash." Bella and Alice laughed while Edward just stared. This was the way we were. I mean we sure had our competition and tension going on, but instead of putting it into anger, why not put it into humor?

Everything was going smooth. Edward and Alice watched us eat while they talked about Alice wanting to take everyone out this weekend to buy clothes. God she loved taking us shopping. We used to go, put a happy smile on our faces, while she wore us out with her choices. They were nice, but just too much clothes for one day.

But things took a turn when Edward pulled Bella in for a kiss. Something happened inside of me. I felt like I was boiling. I should have known that was coming eventually at some point but I was taken by surprise. Edward read my mind; he picked up the rage I was in.

"Jacob, leave," Edward hissed. He knew it was dangerous when wolves started feeling like that. He knew that I could hurt someone in this state.

"What's wrong? What's happening," Bella asked, worried. I started shaking. When Bella reached in to touch me, Edward pulled her hand away.

"Bella don't," Edward whispered.

"Jacob, go home," Alice spoke. She had a soothing tone to her voice. "I'll be in to check on you later."

I got up and left. I had to. Staying there would have made matters much worse. I needed to talk to somebody. Someone who could understand what I am going through. Someone who's wise enough to remind that this is just a phase. Then, a name came to my mind.

Sam.