Chapter 5

Kim

I felt at ease sitting in the Gully's house. From a very young age I'd been like their child. My parents were dealers, drug dealers, and at that time I'd been too young to understand the dangerous situation I was in. When I was taken to live with the Gully's I'd thought it was my fault. Tim was a brother to me and when I was lonely he was always just around the corner. Somewhere along that road friendship turned into something else for Tim. He was my best friend and brother. How on earth could I tell him I didn't want any sort of romantic relationship?

"Hey pass the wiener schnitzel!" A voice said breaking my train of thought.

"Uh…Come again?"

"Come on Kim have some fun! I was just quoting the movie." Right, I'd forgotten we'd been watching Dumb and Dumber. Usually I would've been completely content to lounge around and watch Jim Carrey make a fool of him self. Today was different though.

"Are you okay?" Tim asked, reaching out to grab my hand. I flinched at the physical contact. "Sorry! I just thought you looked a little down."

"Don't worry about it Tim. I'm just a little upset. I need to tell you something…"

Jared

It was infuriating! Why should he be allowed to have her spend the night? His eyes shamelessly followed her everywhere as she walked in her, much too tight, borrowed pajamas. I felt splinters spike my skin as the branch I was clutching snapped in half. I know it was pretty shameless for me to be stalking her at Tim's house but I couldn't help but be protective.

She stared at the T.V as Tim tried and failed to attract her attention over and over again. Give it up already! I don't know why he tried. Kim was too good for him.

"Don't worry about it Tim," I heard her say, "I'm just a little upset. I need to tell you something." I turned around to face the forest outside Tim's house. I'd already heard the story, seen the effects first hand, and I was not about to hear it again. I shifted feeling the spark of pure energy race up my spine as I traded my body for something new. What would Kim do when I finally got up the guts to tell her?

"God, Jared you need to stop thinking about this girl. Seriously man I know you love her and all but I don't need to know that she likes the color green and that she gives her hair thirty stroked before bed each night."

"Shut up Paul! Get out of my head. Plus, I don't appreciate you stalking Kim."

"I'm not stalking her. Your thoughts are so noisy it's like all I ever hear anymore is Kim! Maybe I will stalk her you know take some hair out of brush. Oh, I know, take her socks. You know maybe I can make a career out of this. Paul the professional stalker."

"Paul, you better watch it if I find out that you come within five miles…"

"Cool it Jared, Paul. Jared you need to run some patrols now. I'm sure nothing will happen to Kim in the next thirty minutes."

"Yes oh mighty leader!" Paul said, being his usual annoying self.

I took one last look back at the house before I left; one look to many. My eyes sought out the figures of Tim and Kim as he grabbed her by the waist. That was it! I didn't care what they were talking about. People couldn't just touch her as he pleased.

"Jared," Sam cautioned. "Don't go in there it will only make things worse." I shut him out. He could bark at me after.

I knocked impatiently and loudly on the door. I was going to pound his face in. My whole body was shivering and I was trying my absolute hardest not to shift. I couldn't shift now because it would ruin any chance of getting Kim. The door creaked open as I brought up my fist ready to strike.

"Jared?" Kim stuttered, surprise clearly plastered on her face. At the sight of her my anger defused. "Are you okay," she said looking up at my raised fist.

"Yah I'm fine. I was…just checking on you to make sure you were okay." Well, that was lame Jared.

"Oh." She looked down and a pretty pink blush appeared on her cheeks. She was so beautiful. I instantly wanted to whack myself for being stupid enough for intruding. If Tim really had answered the door I would've hit him so hard he wouldn't even remember his name. I was ashamed. I was just as bad as Paul.

"Kimmie, who is it?" My annoyance started to build up again. Couldn't he keep his mouth shut for ten seconds?

"It's Jared." A silence followed from the living room.

"Oh! Well tell him to put the pizza on the counter. Come in here I have a five you can give him."

"No it's not the pizza guy. It's Jared, Jared Morson." The protesting sound of couch springs came from the living room as Tim bolted up from sitting position.

"What is he doing here?"