Okay, when we left off, Alex and Alice were about to pull into the Cullen's driveway. Now time for a Disclaimer: I don't own any twilight. TO THE STORY!

When we pulled into the driveway, I knew that I was in trouble, so I did what I always do. I walked through to a corner, set down my bag in front of me and sat down. I gave everybody the evil eye, daring them to come closer. Suddenly, I wasn't so upset anymore.

"Who the heck is doing that to me!" I shouted, angrier than ever.

Jacob pointed over at that one over there… oh, Jasper. I swung around. Then it happened again. I wanna kill that guy!

Carlisle, obviously trying to smooth things over, said, "Why don't we all leave Alex alone." But Edward was trying to get his attention, and looked worried. It freaked me out, but I was to mad to care.

"Please." I said.

"Wait, not me, right?" Jacob said, confused.

"Not you." I said, almost smiling at his confusedness. It was funny.

When they had all left, I got out a piece of paper from my bag and started shredding it in strips. It made me feel a lot better.

"What happened that made you so mad?" Jacob asked me.

"Nothing." I could say that and mean it after enough time had passed.

"So, you wanna kill vampires, huh?" He asked.

"Now more than ever," slipped out of my lips by accident.

"Yeah, the Cullens can be pretty annoying, can't they? Usually it's Emmet that acts the worst."

"Well, it's frustrating how confusing they are. They go against all I know." I said, starting to really trust Jacob.

"Yeah." He said.

"So, how 'bout you?" I asked him.

"Well, like I said, I can phase into a wolf. There's a whole pack of us."

"I wish I could do that. That would make everything so much easier." I thought out loud.

"No way. It could never make anything easier, much less everything."

"I guess it's all in how you look at things." I said, somewhat deep in thought.

"How do you mean?"

"Well, for most of my life, I've been trying to think of a way to kill vampires not needing vampiric strength. If I could, it would make my life infinitely easier. Then, I wouldn't have to worry about any of that. I mean, this probably sounds so stupid, but my entire goal in life is to kill vampires."

"It doesn't sound stupid at all. It sounds pretty good to me. But what if you were suddenly catapulted into this world of magic and monsters, without any warning or hope of release?"

"Well, then it wouldn't be so simple." I replied.

By this point, it was like one o'clock, and I was pretty sure that I wouldn't fall asleep at all. Jacob turned on the TV, and channel surfed until he found this one movie, a spin-off of Dracula. It was meant to be a horror movie, but watching it inside the house of a whole group of vampires turned it into the most hilarious thing I had ever seen. By three or so, when it was over, I had drifted off into a fitful sleep. I woke up again, when it was still dark, to Jacob leaning over me looking concerned.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"No, not really." I said, short on breath and almost ready to cry. See, the dream I'd woken up from was a nightmare, about Will. I saw him leaning over a dead body with blood smeared all over his lips. I was pretty sure that I had been screaming bloody murder, literally.

I sat up, and a blanket that hadn't been there before I fell asleep fell off me. I put my head in my hands and started to cry. If I could have stopped myself, I would have, but I had been severely traumatized that day. I had met several vampires that didn't drink blood, and my best friend was a vampire that did drink blood. My best friend who I had kinda liked was a vampire that did drink blood. I was having one heck of a bad time.

Before I noticed it, Jacob had gathered the mess that was me into his arms in a big hug. When he let go, he said, "You really needed a hug. I think that more happened yesterday at the motel than you said."

Through my tears, the story of what happened slipped out. Then I realized that he would tell his pack and they would kill Will.

"Please don't hurt him!" I desperately cried out, seeing the look on Jacobs face.

"I don't know about that…" he said dubiously.

"Please." I said, crying stopped.

"I won't do anything to him, but I make no promises for the rest of the pack." He said.

"Thank you." I said in barely a whisper.

I wiped the tears away and put on my brave face. I turned away from Jacob, and I reached into my bag and grabbed my teddy bear.

"Are you going to go back?" He asked gently.

"I… I don't know. I want to, but I don't think I could ever be the same as I was before I left. It's hard for me to believe that it wasn't even two days ago."

Okay, so I have to stop here for now folks, because this story is nearing its climax. Can you tell? Alex needs to face this, and she will. Please keep reading and review!