Hey guys, I havent been on to write because I have been dead busy. (I havent even been home for like 5 days!)
But! I'm back now, so here's a short chapter, and I'll start right away on the new one.
Cya! And please review =]
Chapter 10 - Ouch, reject.
I looked around Sam, and watched as the big, shaggy russet wolf approached Sam. I took a step back. This wasn't the human boy I remember. I remember, well, a human.
"J-Jacob?" I knew my voice sounded feeble, and I kicked myself for being what seemed to be the most pathetic vampire in existence. The wolf whined a little in response.
"Jake, go and change." Sam ordered. The wolf looked at me, and then back at Sam. "Now." He didn't argue then, and he turned and ran. The other two wolves bowed their heads, and left too. I wondered if Sam had mentally told them to leave, or if they were showing respect. I stared after them.
"They're giving you and Jake some privacy, as shall I do the same. When he returns, I trust you to not start a fight with my brother, and I will leave to return home. Can I trust you, vampire?" Sam spoke to me. I nodded 'yes' once, and he nodded back. I caught my unnecessary breath as Jacob appeared from around a tree. He was the boy I remembered. He was a little taller, and a little older, but still the face in my brain.
Werewolves must not age too. I thought to myself. I was waiting for the voice to reply, to argue, but I hadn't heard it in a while. There was nothing. Sam and Jacob nodded to each other, and Sam left, leaving me and Jacob staring at each other.
"You're a…" We both started at the same time, after a minute of silence.
"You go first." Jacob ushered.
"You're a wolf?" I made it a question.
"I am. And you're a leech." He replied. Ouch, that hurt.
"A leech? I'm no more of a leech than you are." I replied.
"How?"
"Well…we both eat animals." I replied.
"Then you are still a Cullen?" Jake sat down on a tree root, and I copied him.
"No, I'm not a Cullen." I whispered. "I'm a Diack."
"It wasn't the Cullens who changed you?" He seemed taken aback.
"No. It was the Volturi."
"Oh." Was all he replied. We were silent again, and I desperately tried to remember more things from my human memory, but I couldn't. I just knew we spent a lot of time together and that I loved him.
"You haven't changed much."
"You have." He replied. "What's with the blue hair? Is it some sort of sick way to remember him?"
"No, not at all. The Volturi did my hair when I was human." I replied, defending myself.
"Bella…"
"Izzy." I corrected him.
"Whatever. Why are you here?" There was spite in his voice. He didn't want me here.
"I don't know. I just…I came…it's complicated." I already knew the rejection. Why should I give him the satisfaction to know that I came for him?
"I think you should leave. Sam's already informed everyone you are free to leave, but if you came across Leah she might not be able to keep herself from killing you." He seemed upset now. Could he be?
"Jake…"
"Just go, Bella." He wouldn't look me in the eyes, so I got up and walked a few steps before turning back to him.
"I'm still me. I'm still Isabella. Different looks don't change the person inside."
He did look at me then.
"No, but the monster inside of you changes everything. Goodbye."
"Bye Jake. Nice seeing you again. I didn't know you, but I kind of missed having you around." And then I ran, full vampire speed, until I reached my home in Forks.
Rejection was still a bitch.