Ok this is just a short little chapter to hold you over to the weekend because I'm getting so many awesome reviews that make me want to write!

Big thank you to mouse123 for guessing who was in Casey's vision. Mouse guessed Casey's friends which I didn't even think about. They do fit the description of four of the five people. I also want to thank Rebecca Cashin for reviewing as well.

Now, if you want to read some more of my writing (I would greatly appriciate it) you can look it up at www(dot)webook(dot)com/project/Killing-Hope
Leave in the capitals! The name of the book should be Spirit Wolf. Note: That story is not fanfiction! It was a creation of my own idea!

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Jacob POV

When I had gotten home after the fight with the Cullens I found Casey curled up with her body stiff and her back to the door clearly telling me to leave her alone. I sighed heavily and grabbed some blankets before going to the couch. It was times like these that I was glad that Casey hid how she really looked cause otherwise I would be hurting really badly right about now. I still wasn't comfortable with Bella wanting to become a leech. I was sure that if Casey hadn't of come into my life that I would have fallen in love with Bella but that wasn't the case and I was glad cause that saved me a lot of heartache. I decided to call Bella tomorrow, I hadn't talked to her in weeks and she probably wasn't very happy with me about it. I fell asleep soon after.

The next morning Casey was gone before I had even woke up. I still didn't understand how she woke up at seven on the weekend and complained so much about waking up at five thirty during the week. I knew Bella would be getting into town around three today so I figured I would work on the Rabbit for a little bit. Normally I would go after Casey but with how pissed she seemed last night she probably needed to cool off some more and she was the type to tell you when she was ok again. I did some routine stuff on the Rabbit making the time pass before I realized it was already three fifteen. A perfect time to try and call Bella.

"Hey, Bells," I said leaning against the kitchen counter.

"Jacob!" she said sounding really excited. "How are you? Casey hasn't told me much. How's the pack? Emily? Sue? Billy?"

"Everyone's good. I just wanted to check in with you. How was Florida?"

"It was great! I didn't even get sunburned but I didn't get a tan either," she said and I could guess she was pouting.

"That doesn't matter Bells."

"Says the guy who has a year round tan and would have one even if he had been raised in total darkness," she muttered.

"You're probably right," I said. I heard the door open and Casey's smell wafted over me making me ache for her touch. "Bella I've gotta go. Talk to you later." I hung up quickly not even waiting for her to say bye.

Casey walked into the kitchen with her beautiful blue and white eyes, blonde hair and her beautiful skin. I always forgot how amazing her true body looked. Everytime I saw her it was like I reimprinted on her. When I looked into her eyes this time though something was off.

"Case?" I asked hesitantly seeing how confused her eyes were.

"Hey, Jacob," she said softly.

I winced slightly. She always greeted me with Jake unless she was mad or upset.

"Are you ok?"

She just looked at me or rather through me before she walked out and sat on the couch. "Every time," she whispered. "They're not the same anymore. Every time. It's pictures."

I walked over to her and sat next to her. Looked down at her hands and noticed they were all cut up. Some even had drops of blood forming. The cuts went up her arms and they were even on her legs. I was completely surprised that I didn't notice them or even the smell of her blood. "Case what happened to you?"

"I forced the visions. I made myself get upset to try and figure it out," she mumbled. She still seemed like she wasn't totally there.

I put an arm around her shoulders gently trying to hurt her cuts, "what did you do to yourself?"

"Whatever it took to get mad," she said.

"Even if that means hurting yourself?" I growled.

Her eyes met mine and I softened immediately, "I needed to understand. Nothing makes sense."

I cradled her face in my hands to keep her looking at me, "Case, hurting yourself isn't the answer though."

"I needed to understand," she removed my hands from her face and turned to stare right through the floor. Her eyes closed slowly and she stood up and walked to my room. I followed her and found her laying in the bed asleep already. I grabbed some cream for cuts and starting spreading it all over her skin. After that was done I laid down facing her, stroking her face softly. Too much. Too much pain in her life. I didn't know how she dealt with it all.

"I'll keep as much pain as I can out of you life Faith. I promise," I whispered before getting up and going out to the couch and falling asleep.


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