Hey everyone! I wanted to do this chapter tonight because I'm saving my history project until the last minute to do tomorrow so I decided since tomorrow will be lost and then I won't want to work Thursday that tonight was my only opportunity.
The response that I got last chapter was awesome and I'm ready to hear from you guys again so I'll see you at the bottom. This chapter will be entirely in Jack's POV, next chapter will focus more on Jacob so you know.
Jack POV
I sneezed as particles of dust assaulted my nasal passages, effectively annoying me as I released yet another sneeze as I brushed off the newest book I took from the library shelf. "Find anything yet?" I asked Lynn, the only one kind enough to help me.
"Nothing yet," Lynn said, "But it would help if you told me exactly why we're looking up wolves in Quileute culture."
"Research," I said, flipping open another book of Quileute legends and flinging it to the back to search the index.
"Research for what?" Lynn asked, "I'm pretty sure none of our classes are currently covering anything Quileute related."
"You would think so considering that everyone in the class and on the reservation is Quileute except for me." I said.
"You didn't answer my question," Lynn said, "Why are we here wasting our afternoon."
"There's something I need to find out," I said placing the book I had back onto the bookshelf.
"And what is that exactly?" Lynn asked as she opened a new book.
"I'll let you know if I find it," I said as I picked up a new book. "This should be it," I said to myself, "I don't think I can go wrong with Tribal Legends and Folklore." I flipped open to the index and immediately found a chapter about how the tribe supposedly descended from wolves.
I sat down and began scanning through the chapter, growing more and more certain of my theory about Sam Uley as I read. "Cold Ones?" I asked myself. It took more a while before I realized that what the book was referring to were vampires.
"Find what you were looking for?" Lynn asked from over my shoulder, scaring the living shit out of me.
I contemplated telling her or not, telling her that I thought that a man who lived in La Push actually had the ability to transform into a wolf. That right there was the easy part when comparing it to the fact that I would immediately have to explain and verify that I wasn't crazy the second the sentence left my mouth. Overall I decided not to tell my best friend for the simple fact that I didn't have any proof, when and if I would get that proof I had no idea, but I wasn't even going to tell me theory to a living soul until I got what I wanted.
"No," I said lying, "But thanks for coming with me, I appreciate it."
"What are friends for?" Lynn said grabbing her bag, "Besides I wanted to get away from Mackenzie, she's been kind of a bitch lately."
I was about to ask her what happened when the bell rang, signaling the end of our lunch period, "Ah damn!" Lynn cried, "You owe me lunch Jack."
"It'll be my treat tomorrow," I said smiling as I walked after her to English.
"Good," she said winking at me, "I'll take the meat sandwich."
"I thought we were talking about lunch, not what you do after school." I said, grinning at her.
"You sure are a riot Jack," Lynn said walking into English and sitting at her desk, "See you after class."
"Bye," I said as I walked to my desk in the back, waiting class to start and Jacob to hopefully show up.
Jacob eventually showed up and had to stay silent during the surprise quiz we had. I could tell he wasn't focused in the slightest bit and I'm sure it would show on his grade, but right now he wasn't just unfocused, he appeared to not care at all, his mind a million miles away.
When the last quiz was turned in the remaining time was ours as long as we stayed in our seats, limiting the people we could talk to. I was left to ponder and think about what I had read only a half an hour earlier in the library. The more time I spent to myself the more I began to think I was going insane, I mean Sam Uley, a werewolf? I didn't think my mom's death screwed me up in the head that bad, but apparently if I thought a man who walked around shirtless could turn into a horse of a wolf then something down the line caused my brain to do a one-eighty
I was content with taking the rest of the time I had to run various scenarios of what to do through my head, but became frustrated and dissatisfied more and more with each new one. "Something wrong?" Jacob asked from beside me, picking up my distain.
"No…" I said, "Just being crazy."
"How so?" Jacob asked as he leaned in closer.
"Just some crazy ideas I have," I said, "Ideas I shouldn't have."
"Care to tell me?" Jacob asked.
"Can I trust you?" I asked, surprised that I was willing to come right out with it just because Jacob wanted to know.
"Of course you can trust me, I care about you," Jacob said with a grin that immediately dissolved when realization raced through his head, "In a friendly way of course!"
I opened my mouth and closed it, repeating the process several times, finding it hard not to tell Jacob, and then finding it hard as to why I found it hard not to tell Jacob. "I don't know what I'm thinking right now." I said, "Just forget about it."
"Ah come on," Jacob said, slinging a shoulder around me, an action I found a bit much for this situation, even though I liked the contact with him.
"If I find what I need to find first then I'll tell you," I said, "I don't want to risk it though."
Jacob's eyes immediately grew dark and worried, "It's not serious is it?"
"If I'm wrong, then no," I said.
"And if you're right?" Jacob asked, the strength in his hold increasing a margin.
"Then I promise I'll tell you," I said, "After all I'll need someone's help."
"I just wish you would be open with me now, like I said Jack, I care," he said.
"I care about you too Jake," I said, "Let's see how it works out first."
Jacob flashed me a smile as the bell rang, "Hopefully it works out for the best."
"Hopefully," I said as I watched him stand and walk out, "Hopefully."
I let out a sigh of relief as Jacob's house came into view as I walked along the dirt path towards the inviting sight. I was going to tell Jacob about my theory today, and hopefully I wouldn't die of embarrassment when I told him.
I walked up the ramp and knocked on the front door to be greeted by Billy, "Hello Jack, what brings you here?" he asked me.
"I wanted to talk to Jacob about something," I said, "Is he home?"
"I'm afraid not," Billy said, "But feel free to go and wait in his room, it looks like its about to rain and he should be home soon anyway."
"Where is he?" I asked as I stepped inside.
"Out with Paul, Embry and Jared." Billy said as he wheeled himself away from the door.
"What could they possibly be doing out there, you said it yourself, it's about to rain." I said walking back to Jacob's room.
"I haven't the slightest idea," Billy said before I stepped into Jacob's room, resigned to wait for his return.
I frowned as I plopped down onto Jacob's bed, still not sure what had coaxed me into coming here today. I had a few pushes from my conscious to see him and just tell him my crazy ideas but the biggest push came to me last night when I was sleeping. Everything had been normal the entire night for the fact I hadn't woken once, but around two in the morning I was woken from my sleep by a piercing wolf howl coming from the forest.
Normally that would have caused me just to burrow into my covers and enjoy the warmth and hide from the wolf, but something about this call was alluring to me, almost as if it was trying to coax me to come out and find its source, which then reminded me of Sam Uley and the tribe legends. I had managed to fall back asleep but from the moment I had woken up this morning the thought had been nagging me constantly and I wanted to get it off my chest and tell someone, and Jacob seemed like the perfect person to tell.
I don't know how long I had been waiting, but knew it wasn't too long when I heard the slam of the front door and heavy footsteps approaching the door. I think I just about passed out when Jacob threw open his bedroom door, stepping in only a pair of cut off shorts, his chest slick with sweat, and his hair messy. "Jacob…wow," I said.
"Jack!" Jacob said with shock as he threw his head up, "What are you doing here!?!?"
"Waiting for you," I said, trying to keep my eyes above his neck, "But if I had known that you'd show up like this I would have come another time. I can leave if you want me to."
"No that's okay," Jacob said, "I'm not staying long."
"Why not?" I asked turning to the window as I heard a torrential downpour begin.
"I have things to do," Jacob said.
"Care to share?" I asked.
"You didn't share with me so I don't think it matters if I share with you," Jacob said, the agitation clear in his voice.
"Well that's why I came to see you," I said, "I wanted to talk to you about what I was thinking about last Wednesday."
"Now?" Jacob asked.
"I can come back," I said, "That is if you're in that much of a rush."
"Make it fast," Jacob said.
"I don't think I can make something like this fast," I said.
"Well try," Jacob said as he fidgeted.
"Well I don't know how to start with this," I said, rubbing my hands together, "I don't even think you'll think I'm sane after this-"
"Jack please hurry!" Jacob cried.
"I think Sam Uley is a wolf!" I shouted, just coming right out with it. I looked on at him as shock passed through his eyes, a blush beginning to form on my face as he just stood there. "Why, why did I tell him, why do I feel like I have to tell him everything!?!" I screamed in my head.
"….You're kidding, right?" Jacob asked me, a slight grin on his face, "Look Jack if this is a joke-"
"It's not a joke!" I cried, "Don't ask me why I think this or even why I told you, but it's like I know this Jacob, and I don't know what to make of it."
"Jack I won't tell anyone what you said, but I think you should go home and get some rest," Jacob said as he took off.
I stood there for a moment, trying to collect myself from the absolute humiliation I was experiencing right now, before I stood and quickly followed Jacob out of his room and outside into the frigid rain. I was surprised to say the least when I spotted a rather beat down looking truck out front and a girl talking to Jacob.
"Who the hell is she?" I asked myself as I started to walk towards them. I stayed back for a bit as I watched a rather frustrated Jacob try to explain things to this girl who looked just about ready to throw a fit. I didn't have any sympathy for Jacob as he seemed to grow more anxious around her, just because someone else was looking for answers of their own.
I was fine to let them finish their conversation and then have my turn with Jacob until Jacob spotted me and looked at me for too long, causing the girl to look in my direction. "Shit," I said as she started stomping towards me.
"What did you do?" she demanded of me, "What did you do to my Jacob."
"Me?" I asked her, noticing how she said her Jacob, but letting it slide and storing it in the back of my mind, "I didn't do anything."
"Liar," she said, "What's wrong with Jacob?"
"I wish I knew," I said as I eyed Jacob out of the corner of my eye.
"Bella," Jacob said in a calm tone, "I'm sorry but I-"
"Save it Jacob," the girl, now known to me as Bella, said in a suddenly calm but slightly irritated tone, "I'll come back another time."
"She seems sweet," I said as she got into her truck and left. I smiled as Jacob let out a growl at my comment.
"What are you still doing here?" Jacob asked.
"I was about to walk home…..alone…..in the rain," I said.
Jacob was about to respond when a call out from the distance caused us to turn. My mouth dropped a bit and then raised in satisfaction as I took in the sight of Jared, Embry, Paul, and Sam waiting on the edge of the forest dressed in similar attire as Jacob. Jacob looked to me and then to the pack and then back to me.
My mind was racing and all the pieces began to form the puzzle, granted it was a puzzle with no definite proof, the puzzle had formed none the less. It wasn't just Sam who was a wolf, but Embry, Jared and Paul too....and Jacob, Jacob is a wolf and he didn't tell me. This is so much more than I expected, the sheer shock of this piece of information sending me reeling.
"I see now.......so you're apart of this too?" I asked, grinning as Jacob's eyes widened.
I waited for a reply but realized it would be better just to leave Jacob to himself for the moment. I placed a hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes and began to speak, "Do whatever it is you have to do, and when you're done and you want to talk you know where to find me. I was open with you, and I'm hoping you'll be open with me."
"Jack!" Jacob called as I began to walk home, soaked to the bone.
"We'll talk later," I called over my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around myself, "Be open!"
Another chapter is done and I'm actually a fan of it.
If Bella can read and find out about vampires herself then why can't Jack figure out about the werewolves, I mean dear lord I would imagine the Quileutes have their tribal legends documented somewhere.
I have absolutley no idea what I'm going to do next chapter...yet
Anyway I hoped you guys liked it and liked it enough so much that you'll leave me a review.
Until next time!