Ok, so here's chapter five for you.... I think. Lol. I can't even remember what chapter I'm on. Sorry for the long update, I kinda hit a writer's block. Sorry it's short but don't worry the next one will probably be longer. Promise!

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Jared's POV

Alot of things weren't working out for me right now. Should I start with my biggest problem? Well, first I'll state the obvious; I'm a werewolf. A huge freaking werewolf. Yeah, so that, when you put it in to a conversation it sounds nuts. How can I be ever be honest with a girl? "Oh yeah, um... did I mention I turn into a werewolf every now and again to protect people from vampires. Don't worry though we can still go out; you won't need to lock me away at full moon because I can just change when I want to. You might wanna not stand too close to me like.... ever coz' I could easily rip your pretty little face to shreds." Oh yeah, this was so going to take its toll on my social life.

Second, my supposed best friend, Paul, is dating the girl who did this to me! That's total betrayal. Sam (Yeah, you know Sam? He's literally the alpha dog of our pack) says it was inevitable but I was sure that I could've delayed it for another week of normality if she hadn't hit me. I knew I was being such an utter prick and I probably did deserve it but I hadn't expect her to actually do it. And man did it hurt. I never knew a girl could hit so hard. She had appeared so innocent, so small, yet she hit like a tonne of bricks.

The third problem on my list; my brother was back in town. Okay, so in any ordinary family (see how I put emphasis on the ordinary?) that would've caused happiness. Complete and utter happiness. Well, my family isn't ordinary. Even before a werewolf had joined the family unknowingly. My brother, he is a total overachiever, a hotshot lawyer living in a large mansion in Hollywood with a super hot wife and a flashy red Ferrari. Like in those movies, except this wasn't a movie; it was real life. I love him in that brotherly way, but I also envy him. He had escaped from La Push at the age of twenty after receiving a scholarship and graduated from Harvard Law School. Oh, wasn't he our mothers favourite. Her "Pride and Joy". If our father hadn't left us then he probably would be his favourite too. I hated living in Tyler's shadow. He was such a fucking goody-good, always getting straight A's in everything. That's why getting an F always pisses me off; because it reminds me that I'm living in Tyler's shadow, where I never get any light. And that's also the reason why I try to make myself unlike him in every way. You won't find any hot wife's coming my way any soon.

And finally, the fourth problem on my list of problems? Everything hurts. I know, I know; I sound like a whiney little bitch but really everything hurts. And I mean everything. From the throbbing in my head to the soreness around my err.... family jewels. My limbs were aching like they had just been stretched out and my head felt like it was exploding.

So can you see my point? Can you at least find it in your heart to sympathize with me a little? Cut me some slack? It isn't everyday you turn into a giant dog that can run as fast as a Lamborghini, lift a truck without ease and suddenly hear the thoughts of those in your pack. Another thing that really freaked the living shit out of me when I first "phased" was the thoughts in my head. I thought I was going fucking crackers thinking that maybe this was all just a dream that I had just blew up into a werewolf and that the voices inside my head were little demons determined to take over my mind. Don't ask. And it wasn't helping that Paul was friggin laughing at my thoughts and going "Jared, we are going to eat your brains!" inside my head. Some friend.

What it was funny?! You were so hilarious when you kept on chanting IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD, IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD over and over again! Paul laughed as he phased into his wolf form scaring the hell out of me. See what I mean? It's scary how they suddenly shove themselves in and out of your head. I saw that he was just outside of his house.

Morning already? Woah, that must be why I'm so tired. Can I go sleep under a tree or something? I yawned. I hadn't entirely calmed down enough to phase back into human form so it didn't really help when Sam and Paul kept on disappearing and reappearing in my mind every few hours.

Well sorry for being such a good enough friend to want to check on my buddy to see how he was holding up through his first long shift. Paul scoffed. I snorted.

Since when have you ever wanted to check on me?

Your right. I should just let you carry on with my shift too while I go back to sleep.

Your cruel, you know that right?

Yes. Yes, I do. I searched his mind for anything interesting and replayed a kissing scene with him and what's-her-face.

Kim! Her name is Kim you asshole! And if you don't mind I'd rather prefer you not rifling through my private thoughts like it's your friggin personal filing cabinet. Paul snapped at me, his temper setting in.

So-rry. Angus much?

Yeah well, I don't exactly enjoy the fact that you can go through my head.

Trust me, the feeling is mutual.

We were silent for a while as we both carried along the border, making sure no parasites were lurking on our land. The only sound was the wind as it blew past us, cooling our overheated bodies and the rustle of the crispy leaves as they broke beneath us. I mainly went through the rest of Paul's short "date" with Kim. My interest spiked when I caught a whiff from Paul's memory. He could tell that I had smelt what I smelt, like he had suddenly remembered it.

Her house, it smelt faintly of a bloodsucker, but I was really curious when I caught a whole lot of it off of her cousin. I saw Kim's cousin, Lila and damn was she fine. Smokin' in fact.

Kim's cousin, remember?! That's disgusting bro.

Right. And her cousin isn't one of them is she?

Nope. Apparently, she just dates one. I'm not even sure she knows it.

Probably doesn't. The monster is most likely going to lure her away and then kill her or worse..... Make her one of them.

I had overheard her talking about it, saying she was going on another date.

If only she knew what they're really like. They can kill you in an instant and she thinks it's a nice guy.He hissed.

We should definitely tell Sam about this.

Definitely. Paul agreed.

I flicked through other parts of his night like is head was a television. An image of a frightened Kim as she held onto her friends, caught in the headlights of Paul's car like a possum, an image of her face through his night vision eyes, cut on her cheek and a bruise slightly forming under her russet skin, and an image of her modern, two-storey house all flashed through my mind. Then there was a conversation between Paul and Kim concerning her father......

Okay, I think that's enough Jared. That talk was between me and Kim got it? None of your business pal so for the last time GET OUT OF MY HEAD! Paul yelled at me.

Jeez Paul, no need to get temperamental; I didn't want to hear your little heartfelt convo anyway. This is bullshit, I'm going to sleep. See ya in the morning, Paulie.

Whatever Jared.

Paul, before I go to sleep, I just wanna say, I'm sorry.

Sorry for what? Paul asked confusedly.

For being such a total dick towards your girlfriend. You obviously like her alot so I'll try to make an attempt at friendliness .I'm not making any promises though

Jared Hart.... apologizing? Wow, where's a voice recorder when you need one. Could you wait here? I want you to write this down. I rolled my eyes at his reply.

Thanks anyway bro. Would you mind apologizing to Kim though when you get back to school?

Whatever. As long as she doesn't take a swing at me though. I might break her hand.

I think she'll probably be abit hostile towards you but... well, I can't say you don't deserve it buddy.

Yeah thanks. I don't even know why I bother.

Get some sleep Jared.

I will. I made my way towards a tree and decided that this will be my sleeping area for the next week or so. I huddled into a ball and waited for a few minutes as my mind tried to fall into a deep sleep. It was next to impossible with all of the sounds and scents assaulting my senses. The slightest of sounds made my ears perk up hastily and even the faint whiff of diesel coming from a truck driving past a few miles away made me alert. How am I supposed to sleep with all of this? Can't I just switch it off?

Nope, deal with it. Paul's mocking voice came into my thoughts.

Stupid, fucking doggy senses. I thought to myself as I covered a paw over my head.

Okay so right now I'm so tired so not much of an A/N from me. Jared's personality really get's ya thinking don't it? Even I'm not sure what he's going to do next and I'm supposed to be the writer!

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