(Back to Bpov)
When I woke up the morning, I looked down at my body. I was covered in red, stinging bruises from Charlie's leather belt. I covered my injuries and hurried downstairs to make Charlie breakfast. I managed to cram a waffle into my mouth before Charlie came downstairs. It helped to ease the hunger pains in my stomach. Soon I was out the door and walking towards school.
I found myself thinking of Edward Cullen. I pondered how he knew my secret. Why he talked to me. I guess he just wanted to help, but all I could think is that it was Jacob testing me or something. Besides, I don't want to drag some innocent person into my messed up dangerous life.
When I made it to school, I saw Jacob and he dragged me to class. It happened every day. I was almost oblivious to the constant pain in my wrists by now. I remember when we had first gotten together.
It was Charlie who introduced us. During the summer, he had the idea in his head that I needed a more active social life. Billy, Jacob's dad, was Charlie's best friend, so they set us up. It had started pretty well. Jacob was tall and handsome and funny. I had gone down to his house in La Push every day after dealing with Charlie. It was great. At least until the summer ended. Jacob became paranoid that someone at the school would take me away from him, so he became rougher with me. He was treating me more like a possession than a person. A few weeks into the school year, Jacob switched schools so that he could be sure that I was faithful to him. He became more and more careless about my well-being. He uses me for his own purposes and nothing more. I rarely say a word to him these days. I do miss the old Jacob who wasn't overpowered with jealousy, but even if he returned to me, I would never forgive him, I would never forget, and if the chance came, I would have revenge. If only the old Jake would come back. I wanted more than anything to be rid of this horrid version of him.
After first block was done, I walked into second. Edward and the black- haired pixie-girl where in this class. They filled the two desks next to me. Pixie introduced herself as Alice, and they began making small talk with me.
I knew what Edward was doing. He was trying to gain my trust, and Alice was helping. Whatever his motives are, I cannot break. I will not trust him, even though my whole heart yearns to. I cannot and will not drag him into my world.
It was easy to keep up the polite conversation. The more words we exchanged, the more I felt myself open to them, even though I knew it was unwise.
The days continued like that. Wake up, walk to school, talk to Edward when Jacob wasn't around, be abused by Jacob and Charlie, go to sleep, wake up again. On the weekends I would have to see Jacob nearly the entire day. Saturdays are when either I go to his house or he comes to mine. Those hours are tiring and painful, mainly made up of what Jacob calls, "making up for lost time" if you get what I mean.
Every day that I talked to Edward, I found myself not only liking him more and more, but trusting him. We had so much in common that conversations where effortless. I don't trust him enough to help me out of the hands of my abusers. I was far from oblivious to his looks. He has golden eyes that seem to change shade as the day to by, making them darker and darker, until suddenly, one morning, they will be inexplicably light again. His bronze hair is messy, making his perfect chiseled face seem all the more beautiful. I tried to ignore his looks, knowing that if I so much as looked too deeply into his eyes, I would be hooked, and never be able to let him go.
Yes, Jacob is a wolf. Next chapter should be what happens when he changes for the first time. (Oops, no, changed it. Next is more on the trust. Sorry, I hope I didn't get your hopes up)