It was as if everything was in slow-motion. Edward flew through the air, his arms extended outward towards me; a look of absolute rage was on his face. I phased and leaped to the side, but never took my eyes from Edward. He crashed into the wall where I had been standing mere seconds ago, cracking the brick. Edward stood up, whipping around to face me. His eyes were crazed. I growled loudly at him, although I didn't pounce – I wanted him to strike first. Or at least attempt to.

"Don't sound so cocky, Jacob. Remember, I can read your thoughts."

Shit, I thought. I forgot about that.

"Not so sure of yourself now, are we?"

I growled in response, nothing more.

Bella shot me a worried look, and my attention shifted to her for a moment. I wanted to reassure her that I would be okay, but I never got the chance. Edward took the moment to launch himself at me. Before I could react, he was on top of my back, his hands wrapping around my neck. I backed up, swishing Edward into the wall. His grip on my neck loosened, and I took the opportunity to slip out of his grasp. Edward tried again to come at me, but this time I was ready for him. I knew what I was going to do. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, so I opened my jaw and clamped down on his left arm. Edward didn't scream, but the look on his face was shocked.

"What are you doing?" His voice was strained. At first I thought he was talking to me, but then I saw he was looking at Bella.

"Making it fair," she answered.

I clenched my teeth harder, and yanked Edward's arm. It cracked, but before I could tear it off, Edward wriggled it loose. He still had a shocked look on his face, and this I was surprised of. Edward should know I was planning on hurting him. I always had, and I knew I always would.

"Bella, stop."

I glanced at Bella when Edward spoke her name. She hadn't moved a muscle since I last saw her. What was going on here? I thought, confused as to what was happening. Edward was staring at Bella, and Bella was staring at Edward. Nothing else was happening.

I growled again at Edward, but he didn't look at me. I growled once more. Still nothing. Frustrated, I ran forward and pushed into him. I wanted to finish this right now, not wait for a better time. I was strong now, well-rested, ready to fight. I threw him off-balance, and he took a step forward. Edward finally turned to look at me, his eyes filled with confusion.

"How are you doing this, Bella?" Edward asked quietly.

Bella said nothing in return, just stood there with a stone cold look on her face. Edward backed out of the room slowly, eventually shutting the door behind him. She slumped down on the mattress Felix had thrown in earlier, her head in her hands, and I noticed that around her lay the shredded pieces of what was left of my clothes. I walked over to her, nudging one of the pieces of cloth with my nose along the ground until it touched her shoes. Bella didn't seem to notice, so I growled softly. She looked up, and smiled weakly.

"Oh, Jake. You don't have any clothes now."

She reached out to me, and I extended my neck further out to her so she could pat my head. I lay down at her feet as Bella's cool fingers rubbed my head.

"You need some clothes, Jake, but where are we going to get some?"

I glanced up at her with wishful eyes, hoping that she could find a way to get me some clothes. I had some questions, and I sure as hell hoped that she had some answers.

"Well, for the time being…" Bella's voice trailed off as she pulled off her sweatshirt, "you can wear this."

She held her sweatshirt out with one hand, and placed her other hand over her eyes.

I grabbed the sweater with my teeth and carried it over to the other side of the room. Phasing back, I pulled the sweatshirt over my head. It fit snugly, but it worked.

"Now, what do I do about the bottom half?" It felt weird for me to hear my human voice.

Bella's eyes remained closed as she spoke. "I was thinking tying the sweater around your waist, genius. I've seen you with your shirt off multiple times."

I blushed, and laughed nervously. "Right, I should've known that. It's just… well… it's a sweater. Sweaters are supposed to be worn on your top half."

I quickly stripped the sweatshirt off and tied it around my waist awkwardly. "There, that kind of works."

Bella opened her eyes and stared at me before laughing. "That looks absolutely ridiculous. But yeah, it'll work. I'm sure I can get Felix to find some clothes for you. He seemed to feel bad about earlier."

I laughed, and took a seat next to her, making sure that the sweater was covering me. "To you, maybe, but to me? No way."

She stood up and headed towards the door.

"Where you going, Bells?"

"To find Felix," she answered, placing her hand on the doorknob.

"Whoa, hold up a second. Whatever happened to, wherever you go I go and vice-versa?"

She turned around to look at me, a small smile on her face. "That was before you lost your clothes."

I held up my index finger, signalling for her to spin back around, and then I took off her sweater and phased. Triumphantly, I trotted up next to her, and nudged her arm with my head.

"Oh, Jake," Bella said, ruffling the fur on my head, "What am I going to do with you?"