Jacob jumped up in an instant. Billy and Dad were both glowering at Jacob.

"Jacob! This was not how we planned to tell her!" Billy barked at Jacob, "I mean look at her, the poor girl is baffled!"

Billy was right, I was extremley baffled, I was just standing there, dumbfounded, infact I wouldn't be surprised if there was drool dripping down my chin.

Dad remained quiet, head in hands.

Jacob looked vaguely amused, which irritaited me, how could they possibly expect me to believe such nonsense! I mean, there was no such thing as werewolfs, they were merely a fictional thing, designed to frighten gullible children...weren't they?

Yet the seriousness in the older men's faces raised panic inside me.

Jacob stepped over the shattered glass and placed one of his red hot hands on my shoulder, slowly guiding me back into a seat.

"Jasey, I was shocked when I first found out I was one too, but I soon began to realise, it's a gift, not a curse," he smiled simply at me, as if that was all it took to make me believe him.

I snorted, waves of laughter bubbling over, uncontrolable. All three faces snapped up towards me at once, confusion washing over them all at the exact same moment, their faces just made me want to laugh more. The whole thing was so bizzare. They way they were all going on about something so crazy, as if it was real, as if Jacob and I were actually werewolfs was so deluded I couldn't stop the peals of laughter. I imagined myself with big hairy arms and claws, sharp teeth, and a big furry mane, that the laughing actually began to hurt and I could feel salty tears rolling down my cheeks.

"ENOUGH!!!" Dad bellowed, frustration and strain evident in his face. I stopped laughing abrubtly. "Look Jasey, they're telling the truth, you and Jacob are both werewolfs, I wish more than anything that you weren't; but you are. I just need you to believe."

I was shocked to my core, hearing the words from my own father put them into a completley different perspective, all my breath escaped, deflating me.

I only had one word to say, one thing I needed before I was willing to believe even one word of this.

"Proof." I said simply.

"That can be arranged," Jacob smily coyly, clearly excited at showing off his freaky powers. That's if they were real, and that's a big if.

Jacob started tearing at his clothes, I felt my cheeks flush red, why was he taking his clothes off?

"Ummm, maybe I don't need proof just yet...um try, uh explaining it a bit more maybe?" I said, uncomfortable at how fast Jacob's clothes were disappearing.

"Oh," Jacob smiled sheepishly, "I forgot about that," he quckily pulled his clothes back on. "Although I need to show you this, after all, seeing is believing, right?"

Right, I just wasn't sure how much I was prepared to see, never mind believe.

Jacob dashed up stairs, and reappeared in a matter of seconds in an old pair of flowery swimshorts.

"These do?" he asked Billy, who nodded in approval.

Jacob turned to me, "Normally I would do this naked, but since, uh you know, the circumstances, i'll wear these bad boys," he grinned, pointing at the shorts.

"Uh sure."

Billy led us all out into the small clearing in the back garden and told Dad and I to watch from the patio window.

"Don't worry, i'm here," Dad whispered gently into my ear, and wrapped his had round mine.

I squeezed his hand and started intently out the window, waiting for my proof.

Jacob's body spasmed and arched and he looked like heat was being rolled over him in an immense wave. I looked on, horrified, I wanted to run out and scream at him to stop. I hadn't wanted him to hurt himself for goodness sake! But before I could even flinch, Jacob sort of half leapt into the air, and an almost tearing noise erupted from him, then suddenly a gigantic black wolf stood on all fours, and starting making it's way towards the patio. I tore my hand from my Dad's and lurched away from the terrifying sight of the huge wolf lumbering towards me, I couldn't think of it as Jacob, it couldn't have the same mind as the boy who has stood before me only moments before.

I ran for the door into the hall way, forgetting about the lamp and the end-table still strewn across the floor from earlier, and tripped over them, flying face first into the ground with a loud smack.

Darkness swallowed me in one short moment.