One week. Two days. Four hours. Exactly how long it's been since I left my room. Ever since I found out what Bella really thought, I hadn't left my room. I'd blocked the door well enough that none of the Cullens' could get in.

I knew I was blowing things way out of proportion, but that was who I was. I based my actions on my feelings and I wasn't feeling all that hot. I just couldn't stand the fact the she was mad at me. We were always close. How was I supposed to feel? Like nothing had happened?

She hadn't said it: true. But I heard it. There was no way to escape that fact. I know she never meant for me to hear it. It was probably just something that she wanted to keep to herself. It's more than likely that she would have come straight out with it and tell me anyway.

A chilly wind blew in from the open window. I turned and watched as the black curtains blew in tune with the wind. Sighing, I walked over to the window. A gush of wind blew my hair into my face. I inhaled the fresh smell of the outside world. I missed it. I even missed to going to school.

"Hey, you gonna come out today?"

I didn't answer. My sister knew what it meant. They had all done this everyday, always a different person though. Everyone came at least once: everyone except Edward. He refused to talk to me. I heard him thinking about it once. He never specifically stated why but he said he didn't want to talk to me. I know it's my fault. I did say, after all, that I didn't like him.

"Well I'll be here all day. I might stay over. I miss seeing you."

Her footsteps got farther and farther from the door. I could hear her in the living room talking to Emmett. I missed her too. I missed talking to Emmett and every one else. And I was getting hungry…or thirsty, which ever term was to be used. I had managed to keep myself in check so far. There was no telling how much longer I could stand being this thirsty.

I went over to the mirror in the corner of the room. The color of my eyes had changed. There were no longer the same color they were from before I locked myself in the room. They were blue. A soft, ocean color blue and they sparkled in the mirror as I watched them with interest. It was almost as if there was an ocean in my eyes. But…they seemed so sad. There was a strong feeling coming from them. They wanted something… I looked away from the mirror. It made me angry. I didn't understand it, but it did.

My hand punched threw the air and hit the mirror directly were my eyes were mirrored. It shattered. Glass fell over the floor in pieces. The blood dripped slowly off my hand and fell to the floor. I walked away as though nothing had happened.

The door swung open violently with a simple swing of my hand. It slammed against the wall and sent a loud noise threw the house.

Before anyone could come running up to see what was happening, I walked out of my room and into the blinding lights of the hallway. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust before I could continue down the stairs.

I was so out of it that I was shocked when a few voices called out to me; ones that I hadn't heard in weeks. People from school. Angela, Mike, and the rest of them.

"Hey, Becca! We came to see you. We were-" they stopped talking.

By now, I had entered the living room and made my way to the door. I stopped when Bella called me.

"What happened to your hand?"

I looked down. Oh yeah, my hand. I felt no pain, so I had forgotten that it was there in the first place. My eyes shifted again to my sister. "It's nothing."

I left the Cullens' house.

As soon as I was out I began to run. I ran into the forest. When I finally stopped I realized I was at the end of the line; the point were the land was divided for the Vampires and the Werewolves. Quickly, I left to feed.

When I was back to my normal self, I went back to the line. I wished I could cross it without getting into trouble. I wished I were human again. I sat on the ground and leaned my head against the tree that had fallen to the ground. My eyes shut as tears streamed out silently.

Moments later growling came from behind me. Lazily, I looked up. A brownish colored werewolf stood menacingly, teeth bared and snarling down at me. I did nothing. I was not crossing the line, he was. I was the one who should be upset.

He did nothing however. He looked down at me for a while before running off. My gaze never left the spot he was in. I shut my eyes for a brief moment and when I opened them again someone was standing there. I wrinkled my nose.

"Werewolf."

"Vampire."

"What do you want, kid?"

"I'm not a kid. Why do you look like Bella?"

"How do you know her," I asked in a harsh tone.

"I'm her friend." Despite my tone his stayed the same.

"I'm her sister, her twin to be specific. So that should have answered all your previously asked questions. I'll be leaving now." I stood up and began walking a way when I felt a tight grip on my right wrist. I winced. Not because of the grip but because he was grabbing me where I had been cut by the glass.

He let go of me when I turned to face him. "You have my blood on you." He surprisingly didn't care. If I smelt to him like how he smelt to me, it was repulsive.

"Well, what did you want?" I asked, my voice sounding friendly despite the fact that I was annoyed.

"What's your name?"

I cocked an eyebrow at the tall werewolf. "Why?"

"Mines Jacob black, if that helps." He really wanted to know my name…

"No, it doesn't help. Good bye Jacob." I turned and walked away. Before I could get out of earshot I turned my head and called out, "It's Becca."

He smiled and walked away.

Strange boy.

I continued to walk home; with a smile on my lips the whole time.

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Sorry this one took a long time too. I just got a new comp. and the internet wasn't working well. This chapter...is a little off. I don't even know where the story is heading to. Hope you like it. Reviews please. :)