Now you will get to know what is wrong with Ed, some of you will probably be shocked or you would have seen it coming. I'm not going to tell you what it is, you'll just have to read it and see for yourself.

I don't know when the next chapter will be up, cause I need to lie in my room (or the bathtub, where most of my ideas happen) for an hour or so listening to my ipod to get an idea. So be patient okay?

I also will be starting cyber school soon so that might cut into my writing time, and my older cousin is a druggy so we are stuck watching her 3 year old son, so that's going to make it harder. I'm already on the brink of ripping my hair out (I get stress uber easily) so yeah...

Ed and I you all and hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you all for the faves and comments!

Now I shall draw a picture for my therapist, take a shower, play wow then take a nap.

:3

Not Okay

By the time I wake up it's nearly six, I have five more minutes of human life before my wolf self takes over. Al is still sitting in his chair next to my bed, reading a book about werewolf myths. He glances over at me and smiles slightly.

"Morning." He looks back at the book as I sit up, still feeling weak and sick. I begin to take my clothes off, so they don't get torn to shreds during the transformation.

"Morning." I say back, wrapping my shivering body up in one of the blankets. I look at the clock and see that I have only three minutes, great.

"Maybe if you eat something when you're a wolf you won't throw up." Al states simply, turning a page in his book.

"I don't know." I sigh and then clench my teeth as a small spasm of pain takes over my body. I look out the window and watch as the sun sets below the horizon.

The pain is different than before; there isn't really any pain right now. My body probably is used to it, the only thing that really hurts is when my spine snaps and reforms. It seems like less than a minute and I'm a wolf, panting and shaking from the effort of the transformation.

I look up at Al and feel a horrible twinge in my stomach, and I instantly know why I can't keep food down. The fur along my spine rises and I let out a growl, baring my teeth and looking at him with wild eyes. Al looks at me, not flinching or showing any sort of fear.

"Edward, Edward, Edward." He sets the book on the nightstand as I let out a howl of pain. Again the wolf and human part of me are fighting it out in my head, and it hurts. I wish that that had changed, like the pain of the transformation.

By the time my head is done throbbing Al is setting the basin of water down on the floor. On shaking legs I leap off of the bed and land with a dull thud, falling onto my side into an awkward mound of fur.

"Brother, are you okay?" Al asks, gently running his hand through my fur. I gaze blindly in front of me, the realization of what my body needs making me almost turn into stone.

"I know what's wrong." I rasp out in a morphed voice, talking is easier than yesterday and I'm happy about that. But that happiness is short lived.

"What, tell me brother and we can fix it." Al's voice is full of hope as he helps me to sit up. I lap from the water that rests in the basin, closing my eyes slightly. When I'm done I look up at him and sigh.

"My body needs human flesh and blood, that's why it can't keep down normal food." I look away and hang my head, feeling all the hope and energy slowly drain from my body. I hear Al sigh and he stands up, walking towards the door.

"Then there's only one thing I can do." He whispers and I instantly know what he's planning to do. With all the energy left in me I charge, leaping through the air towards him. My front paws make contact with his shoulders, almost making him fall to the floor. I wrap my misshapen fingers around his shoulders and pull him back, baring my teeth in anger.

"I'm not drinking your blood or eating any part of you." I snarl, anger taking over. I throw Al to the ground and land back onto all fours, looking down at him with narrowed gold eyes. He's shocked but not scared.

"But brother if you need it to live…" I cut him off with a snarl that rumbles from deep in my chest, ripping its way through my fangs. It's hard to control the wolf in me that wants to rip my brother to shreds. I put my right paw on his chest, holding him down as I push my face into his.

"I don't care, I'm not a cannibal." I growl, body shaking in anger and frustration. I see tears welling up in Al's golden eyes.

"But you'll have around three months to live without food." He says in a broken voice. He can't hold back the tears anymore and they slowly stream from his eyes. I sigh and get off of him, sitting down next to him.

"Then we'll have to find a cure, I'm not eating anyone." I sigh and lie down, resting my head on my paws. Al is sobbing behind me, his wails of sorrow and pain tearing into my heart.

"I don't want to lose you brother!" I feel him fling himself into my side, wrapping his arms around my furry shoulders. I look over at him and sigh, watching as he buries his face into my golden brown fur.

"You won't lose me, we'll fix this." I sit up and rest my head on his, closing my eyes. I nuzzle his hair, inhaling his familiar scent. Eventually his sobs stop and he's left grabbing onto my shoulders, body shaking in sadness.

"Brother I love you." I can tell from his voice that all that crying has worn him out. I stand up on two legs, trying to get my balance as Al's arms slide down my body to rest at his sides.

"Love you too Al, I won't leave you anytime soon." I whisper as I help him stand up. It feels strange in this body to be on my back legs, holding my brother in a tight embrace, but I can get used to it. I lead him over to my bed and push him down into it.

"Sleep." I command, watching him smile slightly. I smile back and go back to being on my four paws as he curls up under one of my blankets.

"You need a blanket too." Al says, throwing down the other blanket and pillow. I smile and rest my head on the pillow, grabbing the blanket in my jaws and wrapping it over my body. I sigh and close my eyes, sleep taking over almost instantly.