Chapter 14- "Bro, your so whipped."

Jacob POV

Bonnie. Bonnie Bodean. Onnie. Bon Bon. Imprint. My Imprint. Life. My life. My whole life.

"Jacob!" My dads voice strained, "what are you doing? I asked you too help me is that too much to ask? Are you that busy doing absolutely nothing?" I could hear in his voice the pissed off-ness off it.

"Sorry dad." I said and looked at the chair that needed to be moved. That damn recliner in the corner. I have the physical strength to do it, but since Bonnie has been gone I don't have the mentality to do anything.

"Move it over there." He pointed a husky hand to the other corner of the room and waited for me to move it.

"Why don't you ask Paul to do this? He's your son now too." I said under my breath as I grabbed the arms of the chair and lifted.

"What was that, Jacob?"

"This room will look like a ball room soon." I said scrambling for words.

"Oh. Uh huh. Sure sure." He said apparently my remark going unnoticed. "It looks good right there. You can leave it there."

Good, because I wasn't taking it anywhere else.

"Now for the couch!"

Bonnie's POV

"I'm havin' withdrawals." I whined to myself. I looked at the clock on the nightstand. The clock said 6:08, and screamed at me that today was the day of the full moon, and I just wanted to fall into hibernation for a day or two, and avoid this completely. I pressed the radio but-ton on the clock and turned the music down to a volume that I could only hear.

"Gotta whole new direction it seems these days

I used to rush off to work and get home late but

Now I show up late and rush back home

My priorities are different, I can't leave you…" I shut the radio off because I started to feel sick, my stomach turning in knots thinking about Jacob.

I missed him to the point of making myself sick. Who says that? Oh yeah, me. I literally feel sick. Why is this happening? Must be a were-wolf thing. Or maybe it's just a girl thing.

I pull myself out of the bed and look out the window. All I see is images of me and my Jacob. We're running, we're happy, we don't have a care in the world. Then I snap back and see reality. I see the deer peaking out of the woods, and seeing him as prey. I see him looking at the house, maybe going to take a step closer, maybe going to take a chance, but then he hears something. He runs. I would catch him. He would tire after a while, and I wouldn't. The prey would go down without a fight. Without a sound, of course taken down by the animal.

I snap the hair tie on my wrist and snap it again to take me out of the 'I-notice-every-single-thing-and-I-want-to-kill-it' stage. I snap the hair tie again hard on my wrist just for good measure. I look up in the window at my reflection. I really wish I call this beauty, or anything besides what it really is. An animal. My features screamed animal. My eyes glowed a soft gold mixed with brown, but my pupils were already starting to get smaller and much more vicious and wolf like than they are naturally.

"Bo, ca' mere'." I hear Tyler's voice barely above a whisper, inaudible to anyone else except me.

I turned on my heel, and saw her standing in my doorway. She looked as disheveled as I did. Her hair was in a mess and her eyes were a blueish gold, and her face was starting to get sharper.

I started walking closer to her, but she put her finger over her lips to shush me. I didn't think I was walking that loud, but I guess I was.

'What?' I mouthed to her.

She just turned around and left me answerless. She strode down the hallway without a sound. Then she stopped. She turned her head and looked into one of the rooms with the little girls in. I heard someone breathing roughly. I took a step closer to Tyler, endangering my health and hers, and looked into the room. I saw thirteen little girls, twelve were sleeping and one was looking out the window uncanny resemblance to what I was doing earlier. I looked really close; it was Daisy-Dee's long blond curls standing in the window almost panting.

I looked at Tyler who was already looking at me and she shook her head 'yes'. A cold chill ran down my back, and I just silently prayed for her.

Tyler walked into the room still as silent as a mouse and pulled at Dee's nightgown. She turned around in a second too fast for a normal human. It was clear sign number one that she was changing. The thing that was boggling my mind though was that she wasn't ten yet. I thought that she was just barely nine. Tyler touched Dee's shoulder consolingly and Dee growled like a dog with a ham bone. Sign number two. Then she looked at Tyler with these eyes of hatred and innocence, and her lip started to tremble like she was going to bite Tyler. Ty knew better and thumped her square in her head. Dee's head turned so fast hearing my breathy laughter I thought she was going to come after me. Sign number three.

Dee was Ty's little sister, so I can't even imagine what is going through Ty's head. Even though she acts like she hates her, and she's really mean to her she loves her so much it's not even funny. I know for a fact that Ty has been trying to protect her sisters from this as long as I can remember. If she had one wish it would be for none of her sisters to have to go through this.

I decided to leave them together, because I didn't know what it felt like to have someone enter the curse that you are that close too.

The outdoors was calling my name, but so was Jacob. I darted back to my room silently and grabbed my phone off the bed, then ran to front door. Normally everyone would be awake and cracking by now, but this day everyone wants to just rest as long as possible and hope to avoid the inevitable.

Opening the front door with as much care as possible I slipped through it.

Dialing his number my knees felt weak, and my senses were going bonkers.

One ring… two ring… three ri- "Hey!" His voice rang strong through the speakers.

"Heya Jakey." My voice cracked. I sounded haggard and tired.

"Are you alright?"

"I've been better. So, what are you doin'?" I asked trying to avoid the subject.

"Well, right now I'm moving furniture for my dad, but I think the guys are gonna go cliff diving today, so I might do that. What about you… Oh." He stopped talking and it stayed like that for a minute or two.

"It's alright you can say it. It's the full moon. I'm well aware," My voice coming out a lot more snarky than I had desired it to, "sorry. I. I don't know. I didn't mean to be mean."

"It's okay. Well, what are you doing now?" I could tell he was struggling on the other end of the phone to keep conversation.

"I'm standin' on the porch watchin' the trees sway back and forth and talking to you."

"Oh, that last part must just be a drag." It was meant to be a joke, but I didn't think talking to him, hearing his voice was anything but wrong.

"It's just alright. I guess." I said trying to really be able to stay normal, but it came out strained and ugly.

"You really don't feel good do you?" He asked knowing me too well.

"Will you just talk to me. I just want to hear your voice." I said quietly. Afraid of the answer.

"Anything for you. What do you want me to talk about?"

"Anything."

"Well, Emily made some fried chicken yesterday. Don't tell her, but it was nothing compared to yours." He laughed and I tried to, "Then she made Sam go and get her some spice, and he came back with the whole spice isle because he didn't remember which one she wanted. I beat down Embry with my bulging muscles, and ran thirty-forty miles after benching around nine-hundred pounds without breaking a sweat, then I went to the beach and walked out into the water and caught twelve fish with my bare hands. Then I looked at them and fried them. Then there was a squirrel in my house."

"You had me up until the squirrel." I said through my real laughter.

He was laughing so hard on the other end I felt like I could almost feel the house shaking. "No! There was really a squirrel in the house!"

"Suurree." I said in disbelief.

"Onnniiieee, I'm telling the truth!" He whined through the phone. It made me smile.

"You are such a girl," I paused waiting for his response, "You know what you should do? You should sing to me."

"I can't sing." He said plain and simple, no laughter, no nothing.

"I'll be the judge of that."

"No."

"Sing."

"No."

"I thought you said that you would do anything for me," I said trying to pull out every stop.

"…" Silence. Then I heard him huff and huff again. "What do you want me to sing."

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe some Christmas song. 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' preferably."

"Oh my god."

"I'm waiting."

"I don't want a lot for Christmas," He fake sang. It was not appeasing me, "Do I really have to do this?"

"Of course."

"There is just one thing I need. I don't care about the presents. Underneath the Christmas tree. I just want you for my own. More than you could ever know. Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas. Is you." He apparently knew the words, and the tune. He started getting into it at the end. "I will not sing anymore."

"That's okay. But if I asked you to sing to me again, you know you would." I said slyly.

"Oh, really?"

"Really."

"Your right. I would." Then I heard laughter coming from the background of him.

"Bro! You're soo whipped!" Embry's voice rang loudly through the phone, "Heeeyyyy Bon Bon!"

I rolled my eyes and said, "Hoe, shut up. Jakey, I think I have to go. I'll see you soon. Love you."

"Love you too."

Click. End. I just dropped the 'L' bomb, and I didn't even notice, and it sounded like he didn't either. Woah, maybe I'm just looking into this way too much.

-Five hours later

Thirteen of the women, and one new girl walked to four separate cars.

Tayler took Tyler, Dee and me. Mar took Quinn, Sissy, Kayy and Britney. Then MawMaw took Renee, Adelaide, Magnolia, and Jenni-rae. We all headed deeper into the south. The roads were all over taken by the woods. Then in the car you could feel the tension rising and everyone knew why.

I could see it in the distance. There were two little cement buildings the only two for probably a hundred good country miles. We pulled the cars onto the dusty drive way. And I'm pretty sure that I could hear every single one of our hearts drop. We drove up to the buildings. Sissy, Kayy and Aunt Mar got out of the car pressed in some code and one of the cement walls rose up to show a heavily armed garage. There was room enough for probably four cars, but there was so much crap in there maybe three could squeeze.

"Get out. Go and grab all the chains that are on the walls. Stay in here Dee." Aunt Tayler said like a robot. It wasn't the first time that I have done this, but it felt different. I didn't have time to think about it.

Tools, Chains, guns. Tools to nail the chains to the wall that will be broken, and the guns to protect the ones that go back to being human first.

I sat in a room with every single woman and child. All of us chained down at the wrists, feet and around the neck. It sounds very cruel, and that's only because it is.

I could hear Dee sobbing loudly, and her mother cooing good things at her trying to comfort her, but no good was coming from it.

"I can feel it. The moon is near. Good luck, and God bless." MawMaw said before I could see her eyes turn pure yellow and her teeth started to sharpen. That made me think of Red Riding Hood and how the wolf was acting to be the granny, but this time it's the granny, but she isn't acting to be the wolf.

The Animal POV

Pain. Pain. Pain.

Constriction. Can't breathe. Can't breathe. Must eat. Must breathe. Snap. Breath. Breath.

Snap. Stand up. SnapSnapSnapSnap. Others.

Smell. Food. Pack. Follow. Old one. Follow Old one.

Chase the prey. Kill.

Bonnie POV

My back was twisting to try and go back to a natural position. There was screams. Were they mine? Screams louder this time accompanied by cracks and breaks. My hands started to form into hands and not clawed paws. My teeth were clenched, but the fangs were digging into my gums and I could taste the blood. Blood. It was still exciting me, even though it was my own. My legs stopped being haunches and my heart beat slowed.

I felt my skin slowly become natural and feel human. My sight was close to nothing, and my hearing was past needing hearing aids, and all scents that were around me had gone null. I felt like a human rock. No feelings. I stood up, and balanced myself. I tried to do a quick self-check and see if anything was missing. Nothing was. I hoped. Then I lost consciousness. Again.

Jacob's POV

Bonnie was in pain I could feel it. She was screaming. I felt like screaming. Laying in my bed, at my house, on my street, in my town. When Bonnie is God only knows where laying dying. She can only be so strong for so long. I know that for a fact. I could feel the pain slowly letting up. I'm not even there and it's painful, and I've been awake for over twenty four hours. I can't sleep without knowing if she's okay. I feel like I'm just null to the world right now because she could be dead or alive and I don't know.

"Coby, are you alright?" My sister, Rachel's voice came through my door.

"Fine."

"Do you want something to eat?" She asked sounding so much like my mother.

"No. I'm okay." I said trying to make her go away.

Paul walked in my room without asking or knocking.

"Stop acting like a little bitch." He said flat out.

"Go away."

"Shes coming back. It's not like she isn't." I'm not sure if he is trying to comfort me.

"Okay, thanks for telling me."

"Quit. Get out of bed and do something. Now. Or I'll get Emily."

I slowly started to move. My legs fell off the bed. Then my right arm. Then I sat up.

"Hurry up." Paul urged.

I stood up.

"Oh my god. You smell like a dead cow. Take a shower. Bro, you reek." He grabbed his nose and left my room.

I felt my phone vibrate, "Hello!"

"Hey, I'm about to get on the plane. I'll be home soon. Thought I should tell ya'. " Bonnie said quick.

"Okay. See you soon." I said trying desperately to sound like I had a shred of dignity.

Click and she was gone.

Lillian-Mae's POV

"What did I do?" I asked meekly.

"Those witches. The evil that they bring. That's what you did. I told you that we were going to be fine." He yelled.

"I know. But now we are, so it shouldn't be a problem." I said trying to calm him.

"Do you know what this has brought upon us? Do you know where you have been since yesterday? Do you know where your daughter is?"

"It only brought good," I said trying to sugar coat it for me mostly, "I was at Bonnie's party. And Bonnie should be in her bed sleeping." I said that even though I knew the difference well enough.

"Don't lie to me." He could see right through me.

"I don't know where I've been or where she has been." I admitted.

"Do you know that the witches only do things that benefit them? ONLY them. They tricked you and you fell for it. They are sly women, I just want you to know that you got down with the dogs, so now your gonna get the fleas." He said that and walked past me and out the door. "I have to go find my daughter."

Bonnie's POV

I am going to kill my Great however many times over granny Lillian-Mae. When you mess with the bull you get the horns. Simple fact of life.

I just got through the security, and made my way to the plane with my dad. We finally sat down and got settled. He ordered a Brandy. Then he handed it to me. I was not expecting it. I mean he's not a complete moron. He knows that I'm not a virgin to alcohol, but for him to be fully aware of my drinking is really strange. I took the drink from him and drank it one shot. It made my whole body feel warm for a second maybe. I started to feel slightly less crappy, but then it wore off because my body burns through it like water.

There was a movie playing in the background that sounded like a kid movie, but I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to what it was. I was that out of it. I fell into the hardest sleep that I had slept in for a long time.

I hate planes, but I'm glad I just slept like a baby through the whole plane ride. We landed in Seattle and my dad had my brother come pick us up.

We were standing by the doors, and my dad was on the phone talking to Smith. Well, talking would be the understatement o the year, he was yelling. My dad doesn't yell, but he was yelling his head off.

"…the hell do you think you were doing? Your sister is vulnerable, and you don't even care. She is sick, and you went out drinkin'. Do you know how careless that is of you? Do you even care?" My dad was fuming.

"No." I heard my brother say nonchalantly.

"No, what? No, I don't care, or no, I don't know." He said curtly.

"Dad, I'm drunk. And I don't care." I heard Smith slur, and then I heard a rustling.

"Hey, Dad. It's Gator, we'll be there in fifteen minutes. Don't panic." Gator's voice was calming.

"Hurry up."

"Dad, can we get a coffee?" I asked weakly. I really just wanted to close my eyes and hibernate for a while.

"Just take a nap."

"Daddddddy, please." I begged. I had a headache that feel like one of those hangovers you only get when you get so drunk off your ass that you call your ex from three years ago, and beg for them back. And then drink some more when they are like, "Bro, no."

"Take a nap." He said with finality. I'm going to ring Smith's neck and then I'm going to run over him with my truck, and then back up.

"Fine." I put my earbuds in and played soft music and just waited. There was no way I was going to be able to go to sleep, because I just had woken up. I see someone walking just too quickly for comfort, and then they slow down. Slow down so much that they are standing still. Their nostrils are flaring looking for the smell. I can see that they are confused, and now he is attracting attention. A woman is looking at him with a perplexed face. I concentrate all of my energy that I have left, to make him leave. He turns on a dime and continues to walk away as quickly as before. Little did I know that, that was going to drain me so much I slept for a lot longer than expected.

Well, there you go my lovelies. So sorry this was up late. Maybe it was because of the dwindling reviews...? Or maybe because I just came out of my first semester in highschool with above a 4.0.

Happy New Years.

Love, Bay.