AN: I'm changing the POV in this chapter, and it is starting from Chapter 18, after Caitlin killed the guy. I think this POV will help people know what this character is feeling through that time.
Chapter 20
Jordan's POV
2 days earlier…
"We have to move." Carlisle stated with a sigh. "We'll leave two days from now. Not too early to perhaps arouse suspicion, but gives enough time to tell the school and the hospital."
"So we have to move." I said sadly. "I was really settling in here." I said angrily and ran up to my room. I made sure to make as much noise to show my annoyance. I slammed the door shut and fell onto my bed looking up to the ceiling.
I understood the constant re-locating we had to do because of everyone keeping the secret but it did get on my nerves to move from one place to another every couple of years. I must have lived in around five different cities in the US; each time I had to forget any friends that I made and move on.
It was different for the others because they weren't as social as me, people would only really hang around myself, Caitlin and mum and dad. I tried to fit in the best I could without being tied to any rumours about how weird our family were, and try and prove them wrong and show we were some-what normal.
I lay there on the bed in silence and I listened to what was going on downstairs. They continued talking about moving but my attention was brought to the sound of sobbing from the room next door. This had really affected Caitlin and I was sitting here sulking about moving.
I felt really bad then, so I decided to see if I could cheer her up. She probably didn't want to see anyone but I might as well say something, she most likely heard my little reaction before.
I left my room and walked the few steps to Caitlin's room were her door was closed. I knocked quietly but she heard me and a muffled "Go away" came from inside. I ignored her and opened the door slowly, she was lying face down on the bed with her arms underneath her head crying.
"It's just me." I said walking further into the room, she lifted her head up to me, her face was stained were tears had run down her cheeks. "Are you okay?" I asked walking closer to the bed.
"No, why would you care anyway? Apparently you're more bothered about moving." She said and tucked her head back under her arms.
"I do care Caitlin, you're my sister. I'm just a little bit mad for having to move again."
"Well I'm sorry to force this onto you Jordan, I wish I hadn't killed that man so you could be perfectly happy here." I stood there silently feeling incredibly bad for making her feel worse about herself, and making myself look slightly selfish. "Just go." She whispered and I left the room not saying a word until I reached the door and turned back to her, "I'm sorry." I said, and walked back into my own room.
I collapsed back onto my bed and thought back over what happened before I decided to just start packing early. I lifted myself up and started to organize my things so they would be easier to pack. I got bored quickly and ended up lying back down onto my bed, my guitar not even tempting me.
The bed was so comfortable and it helped relieve some pain I didn't know I was feeling within my muscles. I relaxed and thought about the events that were to follow. Caitlin had a power, and although I hadn't seen what it could do, from Bella's description it sounded pretty bad. If it wasn't for what the power was, I would be happy that she was able to get a power, even if it took fifteen years to manifest.
I loved the talents our family had, from the premonitions Aunty Alice has, to the strength Uncle Em has. It all amazed me, and for Caitlin to have an ability was great.
I admit that I am slightly upset at the fact I was human. Nearly everyone around me had a power, and the other closest human I knew was my own dad, but he could turn into a wolf. I was boring and living with an amazing family.
Dad had explained to me about the whole wolf concept, and I even took a trip with him down to La Push for the occasional bonfire they would have. The pack was still growing, and they had to be reminded that dad was the true leader of our pack, even though he wasn't there, and once I transformed, I could take over as Alpha of the pack if I wanted to. That sounded so cool.
The Elders knew of our relation to the Cullen's so during the bonfire they would also explain of the times wolf and vampire helped each other in the times of trouble and that there were good vampires out there. It was interesting to hear all the past stories of the 'red-eyed' cold ones, as they now call them due to our relationship with the Cullens. Dad also told me that they had to be specifically remembered as the 'red-eyed' vamps because of an incident that happened between my mum and Bella a few months before I was born. They didn't believe they were who they said they were and didn't relate the topaz eyes with the 'good' vampires.
The other members of the pack would be wary about the 'good' vamps, but once they saw dad and me, they completely believed the stories, and made double checks when hunting down vampires.
It was slightly unsettling to be in the same area as some of the people that tried to kill members of my family, but they had apologised, and I did find it slightly funny that they got beat by one vampire.
But apart from that I found it confusing that there were wolves in the first place. Dad explained to me that when it was happening with him it was mainly because the Cullens had been living in the area and affected the gene that lived within them. If our family had not been in Forks for over twenty years or so, how was it possible that there were wolves?
Dad knew this as well, but he didn't dwell on it much and I didn't dwell on it that much either. I was excited at the fact I could change earlier because I spent everyday with vampires so that surely meant I would transform soon. Sixteen or seventeen was the average age I think, and I was already fifteen with no transformation whatsoever.
I frowned in disappointment in the realisation that I may never become a wolf. The gene may have somehow skipped me completely, or some part of my vampire side – if I truly had any – affected the transformation process completely meaning I couldn't do it at all. I would stay as a human for the rest of my life, while everyone else had immortality and enjoyed their lives with their different powers. I was jealous at my family and the life they were all able to have. I couldn't even have an arm wrestle with someone incase I lost, and my arm could be crushed on the surface we were playing on.
Although I loved my family more than anything, my life sucked.
* * * * * * * * *
The next day I just stayed in my room. Grandma came up to offer me breakfast but I refused it. After last night I was feeling terrible, my body was aching, and I was still slightly angry that we would have to move. I mean even if we did leave quickly it would create some suspicion if we just got up and left.
I wasn't aware of the time until my mum knocked on the door informing me that I should come down to have lunch. I couldn't be bothered, so I just asked her to bring it up to me so I can have it in my own room. A minute later she came back up with a plate of sandwiches and some cardboard boxes to put my things in.
"Honey, are you okay?" She asked whilst sitting down next to me on the bed. "You seem a little bit upset."
"I'm ok." I answered unemotionally and looked down to the plate that she had set next to me. I pushed it away from me and turned onto my side on the bed. "I'm not that hungry."
"Jordan you have to eat," she scolded, "you haven't had any breakfast and you didn't eat much last night at dinner, you need your energy."
"I'm fine. I promise I'll eat something when I get hungry." She looked at me warily and I rolled my eyes, "I'm fine," I repeated, "now can you go…please." Mum reluctantly stood up, but bent down to kiss me on the forehead. When her lips made contact with my skin I noticed they were unusually colder than what they normally were. She apparently discovered something too, as her lips were replaced with her hand pressing against my skin.
"You're really burning up." She said, whilst touching my cheeks, "I'm going to get Carlisle." She turned to leave but I called out to stop her.
"No!" She stopped and turned around to face me, "look I'm fine." I got up to show I was alright, "I'm just cooped up in here and I've got a bit warm, that's all." Again she looked wary but she nodded and went to walk out the door, when a small blur ran past and nearly knocked mum over.
"Sorry Ness," Alice called, but her voice was getting more distant as she carried on running, "Emmett…Caitlin…" My ears could no longer hear her but mum obviously could, and her face changed to worry as she ran out of the room to go downstairs and see whatever it was that was happening.
I rolled over again and sighed. They all rush to Caitlin's help but ignore me because I don't mean anything.
* * * * * * * * *
It was moving day, and I still hadn't completely packed. During the previous day, I had avoided everyone but mum and dad. I wanted to pack, but I didn't have the energy. Some of my boxes were done, but they were filled with simple things that were done in a few minutes. Bella and Edward and some of the others offered to help me but I didn't want to be around all the talented people, I could bear with my family.
Eventually, I had to give in seeing as some of them were getting impatient to move, with me – the slow human – keeping them behind. I didn't want anyone to help me still, so I settled with Caitlin. At least she was a bit worse on the emotional state than I was.
I had laid all my things in accordance with some sort of category, so they would be easier to find when I was unpacking. "Caitlin, put my guitar books in with my other books and CD's." I told her. I was currently lying on my bed ordering Caitlin to put the right things in the right boxes.
"Why can't I put it in there, there's some room at the top so I could stick the books in and then that box would be done." She answered, holding some of the guitar books in her hand.
"Just do it please." I asked nicely, so she shrugged her shoulders and threw the books in with the other books.
Everyone else had left except for me, Caitlin, mum and Bella. I knew if we didn't hurry up Bella would just come in here and pack everything with her 'super' speed.
"Caitlin. Jordan. Hurry up, we need to go." Mum shouted from outside. I know we were taking ages, but I was in serious pain, I could barely lift myself off of my bed, and mum was right about me being ill. I had some sort of fever and right now I hated it.
"Hold up a minute mum, Jordan has still got a few more things." Caitlin replied frustrated, whilst placing a couple more things in another wrong box.
"Well if you would just put the things in the right boxes like I told you to we would be gone by now. How hard is it to just put something in a box?"
Caitlin was lifting a box to take it downstairs but when she heard me say that she threw it down onto the floor in front of me, and I was positive I heard something smash.
"Well why don't you do it yourself then?" Caitlin exclaimed, pointing to the various open boxes around the room. I ignored her and was currently looking down onto the box she had thrown down, and recognised it as having some fragile things.
"You idiot, that's got fragile things in! Pick it up and make sure nothing's broken." I shouted.
"Do it yourself. I'm not helping you anymore if I can't do anything right!"
"Well you don't. Why didn't you just put the things I wanted in the right boxes? I had it all organised so it would be easier when I unpack. But nooo, you had to argue with my decisions"
"Yeah but it was lame. You could just stick some things in a box, seal it and then it would be done, without having it all perfect and organised. Mine aren't, and guess what? I've finished!"
"So what if I want to be a bit organised. You should have just listened to me like I asked. But you can't even to that right."
"Well if I can't even listen right I'll just go downstairs and wait with mum and Bella."
"Caitlin, you will help your brother." Mum called out.
"But mum he's getting on my nerves. Tell him to just let me pack my own way!" She shouted, her head turned towards the window.
"I'm getting on your nerves? You're getting on mine!" I shouted at her.
"You two stop arguing and hurry up, we have to get going. Caitlin, just do what your brother asks, and Jordan, stop annoying your sister."
"Just do it Caitlin, I want to go." I muttered and lay back on the bed, with my back leaning against the headboard. She didn't respond, but complied and started putting different things into different boxes as she made her way around the room. I didn't bother telling her to do it properly otherwise she would probably argue with me again.
She crossed the room and headed towards my guitar that was standing up on it's stand. I got up quickly ignoring my body's protests and stood up towards the guitar. She noticed and with a smile continued reaching for it.
"Don't touch my guitar!"
"What? We have to pack that as well you know!" She answered smartly.
"I'll carry it down myself."
"Oh, you can carry a guitar around but you can't put a couple of things in a box!"
"It's different."
"How?!"
"It just is!"
"I don't see what's so special about it; it's just a stupid guitar." She muttered as she turned away from the guitar and walked to the other side of the room. I don't think she meant for me to hear it, but I heard all of it.
"What did you just say? This is a limited edition guitar, a Les Paul, how is it not special. And it is not stupid; I'd like to see you play something."
"Oh I would, except no one is allowed to touch your precious guitar." Caitlin exclaimed. I didn't like the tone she was talking to me with, so I went against what I usually do and picked up my guitar. Caitlin turned around after not hearing a response, and her eyes widened as she saw me unwillingly offer my guitar to her. It was hard, very hard to give it up.
"Are you being serious?" She asked. Everyone knew I didn't let anybody touch my guitar, it was too precious to me, and it may sound stupid as it is an inanimate object, but this was my most prized possession…ever.
"Go on." I pressed, "Let's see if you can even hold the guitar correctly, never mind playing a song."
Caitlin scowled and put her hand forward and took the guitar out of my hand. I glared at her when she nearly wrenched it out, and not being overly careful in holding the guitar.
I winced as she held the guitar in an awkward position; one hand was gripped far down on the neck, the body dangling without complete support. The way she was holding it looked like she was holding something infectious, not a guitar, so I stepped forward before she could drop it.
"No Caitlin, you're going to drop it!" She rolled her eyes but I continued, "Put the strap on." I ordered, holding the strap out infront of her face. She grabbed it and put it over her head whilst I held the guitar carefully. The strap was not adjusted to her height so it dangled low on her.
"How the hell am I supposed to play this?" Caitlin asked whilst looking down to the guitar which was dangling past her thighs.
"Adjust the strap." I said irritated.
She looked at the strap and tugged on a part of it. I immediately noticed she was about to pull on the wrong part, but before I could mention it, she tugged on the part that made the strap loosen and the guitar dropped slightly. My eyes widened in terror as I watched the guitar fall, but I felt slightly relieved to see Caitlin still have hold of it.
"Give me a break Jord, it's not as though it would break if I dropped it."
"Just leave the strap, it's adjusted to my height, just play something quickly. I don't like you abusing my guitar."
She rolled her eyes again but fixed her arm to strum, and then stopped. "Do you have one of those egg shaped thingies that I use to play?"
"A plectrum." I corrected, "It's at the top of the neck there." I pointed to were I normally put my plectrums; interlaced with the strings at the top of the neck. I went over to plug in the guitar to the amp as she pulled it out roughly and strummed the guitar, placing her hands in random positions creating non-existent chords with her left hand. The sound that was coming out of the amp hurt my ears, and I moved my hands to protect them. It was definitely not music she was playing, never mind a tune!
Thankfully, she finished and looked up at me with a smile on her face. I carefully freed my ears to the welcoming sound of silence that filled the room.
"That was not a song, not even music. You just physically abused my guitar."
"It was a song."
"No it wasn't, it was just noise."
"Yes it was. I just composed one on the spot then. It's called… 'Caitlin's song'. Looks like I proved you wrong."
She smiled smugly at me, and I couldn't help but be angry with her. She was still proud with her achievement and she didn't do much to hide it. She lifted the guitar over her head, so I stepped forward to take it from her but she ignored me and turned to the bed a few feet away from her.
I watched in shock as she threw – threw – my guitar onto the bed, and if that wasn't enough, the force she had used sent the guitar bouncing off of the bed, and onto the floor on the other side. My jaw was most likely on the ground my mouth was so far open in shock.
I managed to close my mouth, and said through clenched teeth, "Why did you just throw the guitar?" I was really angry now, my breathing had changed and my body was tense, my fists clenched at my sides.
"Oh for God's sake Jordan you're overreacting, it's not like I broke your stupid guitar."
My anger continued building, and I my body shook involuntarily from the anger. I must be really close to hitting her that my body was reacting towards it.
"So I might be overreacting, but you don't just throw around other people's things Caitlin, other people know to not do that. Oh I forgot, you don't act like everyone else do you? You can't do anything right at all! You can't listen properly or even follow simple orders. You get on everybody's nerves because you can't even keep yourself safe at something as simple as a party."
I took a step forward as I was intimidating her, and I knew it was having an effect. She was visibly upset, and I was elated that someone like me, a human, had caused this reaction out of someone who was part vampire. This new feeling just fuelled me to continue my attack, my anger never subsiding.
"You've ruined a life here so we have to move again. You killed a human being Caitlin, you killed someone on purpose and nothing will bring him back, you ruined someone's life! You're a murderer." I said cruelly.
"Jordan Black apologise to her right now." Bella said as she stepped into the room, I didn't even hear her come up the stairs. Her tone told me not to argue or disagree with her so I stepped back away from her. But this new feeling never went away, and I wanted to get as much out of it as I could.
"Why? It's all true."
Bella opened her mouth to scold me again, I was sure, but she turned her head to Caitlin as she was about to speak. I myself turned and looked at Caitlin who I didn't really pay attention to completely once Bella entered the room.
Her body was tense and the expression she had on her face made me slightly scared. Tears were running down her cheeks, but her previously brown eyes had darkened, and were now completely black. Her fists were clenched at her sides and I was suddenly even more fearful of my sister. I stopped stepping backwards, my body completely frozen from a new fear. I had never seen her like this before and I didn't want to see it again.
My eyes were glued to her darks ones, but they moved to her fist when I saw she unclenched one of them, revealing an orange coloured, orb-shaped thing in the palm of her hand. Sparks flew out of the orb and connected with her hand, but from what I could see it didn't harm her, but from what I knew it would totally destroy whatever was in it's path.
I took a nerving step towards Bella, who I knew would probably be safe to be close to and hopefully Caitlin wouldn't try to hit me if I was close to Bella. I continued making small steps towards Bella, afraid that any large ones would make her release the death orb.
"Caitlin," Bella said calmly, "Stop this, you don't want to harm anyone."
Caitlin's black eyes bored into my own terrified ones and I was now shaking with fear.
"I bet you regret those things now huh?" She said unnaturally calmly, ignoring Bella's previous plea. I nodded slowly, my body still tense from fear that I forced myself to nod to make her happy.
"If I'm so different then what does that make you. You're just a tiny little human being. You're boringly human. You probably won't even become a wolf that's how normal you are." She mocked.
I tensed besides Bella at what she said, and before I could comment, Caitlin done something at high speed my eyes missed it. I looked carefully and realised that the orange spark was no longer in her hand and I was suddenly afraid if it was heading towards me, and my life would be coming to an end.
Bella pulled me quickly next to her to avoid the spark from making contact with me, and I fell to the floor I was pulled so quickly. I looked down to my hands to see if I was still alive and released a breath knowing I was still alive.
I looked up to Caitlin expecting to see her upset that she didn't hit her target, or that she prepared herself to aim for me again, but instead she was smiling at something. I sat there confused as what she was smiling so happily about, when she said to me, "Maybe in your free time now you can make some friends rather than Les Paul." I was still confused. But realisation dawned within my mind, and once she said 'Les Paul' I didn't want to see if my assumption would be correct, but I turned my head slowly towards the guitar stand were my guitar stood, or rather, it had been there a few seconds ago. I turned back to Caitlin who had a look of achievement on her face and then I realised she purposely aimed for my guitar.
The muscles in my body and face tensed again, "What have you done to my guitar?" I growled through clenched teeth, lifting myself up and facing Caitlin, a murderous glare fixed upon my face.
"I didn't touch your guitar, in all honesty I never done anything but made a decision."
"Which was what?" I asked, my teeth still clenched in anger.
"To destroy your guitar." She answered simply.
My resolve weakened and I lunged for her, forgetting that she was stronger than me, but I didn't get far when a pair of cold, strong arms stopped me from getting close to her. "Jordan stop it right now, you too Caitlin. Nessie get up here now."
I tried to free myself from Bella's grip to reach Caitlin. She was standing there, taunting me with her arms crossed and a smile still on her lips. Her smug expression just made me angrier, and more determined to wipe that grin from her face. I continued struggling against Bella, the anger building up inside me, threatening to overflow.
I shuddered involuntarily again like earlier, and I knew these shakes were related to my emotions.
"Let him go Bella, let him have a swing, he won't have a chance against me, after all he is human."
An animalistic growl ripped through my throat, surprising me, but still urging me on to struggle in Bella's arms, even though it was a hopeless attempt. Another tremor rippled through my body more visibly, and I saw Caitlin's mood change as she watched me try and attack her.
She started stepping away from me as my body shook more violently and uncontrollably, that I was now scared at what was happening to me.
"Caitlin, leave now, and go tell Ness that we need Jacob now." Bella ordered, and Caitlin left the room quickly. My body was aching and still shaking, I cry of pain left my lips.
"Arghh, what's happening to me?" I screamed as Bella released her grip on me and I fell to the floor, "It hurts everywhere." My muscles were killing me all over, my body was changing somehow and I didn't understand what was happening to me.
Bella started backing towards the door and I was even more afraid now that someone as strong as Bella was scared of something, she knew what was happening to me. "I'm sorry Jordan, you're going to change."
I lay on the floor in shock, but nodded in acceptance. It was finally happening to me, right now.
I heard my mum wondering what was happening and all I wanted was for her to comfort me and tell me everything would be alright, that the pain would go. I let out another cry of pain and curled my body into a ball to relieve the pain somehow.
My body shook one final time before I felt my body changing. My body grew larger and bulkier, more muscles building up on my arms and legs. My eyesight became clearer; I could hear the sounds of my mother wanting to be with me, I could smell individual scents, so much stronger from my original sense of smell. My clothes ripped from my body and my body knocked over some of the boxes in close proximately sending the objects scattering across the floor.
New sounds were emerging from my new mouth, I was growling. I was afraid of these new things and suddenly I whimpered; it was as though I was representing my feelings. I started breathing through my nose and the scent that filled my senses had me on high-alert. My body wanted to attack something impulsively, but something in my mind told me that it was most likely Bella, so I fought to not follow my instincts.
Everything dad had told me about the history of the wolves and the transforming aspect came rushing back to me.
I had learnt that the transformation starts around sixteen, and also depends on whether there are vampires within the region you are living in. That's why I always thought there might be something wrong with me, as I live with vampires on a daily business.
Even though I was positive it would never happen to me, my father still focused on me, and believed that it would happen. Something he had said came to my mind in that moment.
Jordan, you will eventually change, but there may be a chance I might not be there to help you. If this ever happens make sure you remember this- at first you may be scared, angry, and filled with loads of emotions, but control yourself, will yourself to calm down. The key to transforming back is to be calm and in control of the situation…
I took a calming breath but that just filled me with the scent that wanted me to attack. I shut my eyes as I concentrated on calming myself down, focusing on individual muscles and relaxing them one by one until I believed I was in control. Now just transform back.
I didn't know what to do. I tried asking my brain to turn back, or re-calming myself again, but it didn't work. My breathing picked up pace again as I panicked over the situation. Be calm Jordan. I controlled my breathing again as I realised what Bella had mentioned before. Dad was coming to help me. But he wasn't here yet so I had to do this alone…for now.
"Do you reckon he can hear us?" I surprisingly heard Caitlin's voice as I was positive she whispered it. She sounded like she had calmed down herself – well that makes one of us.
"Yes, he is just like your dad with all the wolf aspects…I think, so yes he can hear us." Mum replied. I started edging my way towards the small window that was in my room. My body was too big though to get past everything, so I adjusted myself to get a better glimpse out of the window.
I couldn't see everyone, but I saw Bella just besides mum who was looking at the window. I was looking straight back at her, but I wondered whether she could actually see me.
"I feel horrible for doing this to him. It is my fault for setting him off prematurely." She was apologising, blaming it on herself. I adjusted my head and saw that she was standing on the other side of Bella. She looked so sad, and I just wanted to speak and tell her that it was my fault for getting her worked up. But I couldn't. Not yet.
"Don't take the blame for this hun, it was inevitable, just a matter of time before he would have transformed." Mum believed in me too, huh, guess I was the only one.
Jordan, I'm surprised you didn't believe in yourself.
I jumped, startled by the voice I heard, that I howled in response.
"Please let me go see him mum, he's so scared." I looked back out to the window to see mum speaking back to Bella. I didn't want to make her upset; I wanted to show her that I was fine.
Jordan, listen to me, don't worry about her, focus on yourself.
I jumped again startled. The voice was inside my head, that I was sure. It sounded familiar, yet I didn't know how it was inside my head.
What the hell is going on? I mentally asked myself, and I felt quite stupid. It could have been my inner conscience talking to me for all I knew.
No, it's not your inner conscience Jordan. It's me son. I immediately realised the voice was my father's, and I felt stupid again for not remembering earlier that the members of the pack can talk to each other telepathically.
Dad? Even in my head I sounded really scared.
That's right Jord it's me.
Where are you?
We're not that far. Edward is with me. Are you okay?
Sorta. Dad, I can't transform back. I tried, I really tried but I couldn't, and I'm scared I'm going to hurt someone because of it…
Jordan, you will not hurt anyone, you understand.
I nodded and then realised he couldn't see me, but somehow he knew.
Just keep trying, and if you really can't then don't panic because we're not that far away.
"I'm sorry I can't Ness, not yet. I can't let you go up to him, but if you want just talk to him out here. I'm sure he can hear you. It won't be long before Jake arrives." I heard Bella say, and I remembered they were still outside.
What's happened with everyone else?
There all outside. Bella won't let anybody up here just incase.
Up there? Are you in your room?
Yeah. My mind seemed to reply what happened in my room when dad interrupted me.
We'll talk about that later.
"Jordan I don't know if you can hear me, can you do something that shows you are listening?" Mum's question pulled me out of my conversation with dad, and I quickly thought of a way to respond. I wanted to talk to her, respond to her normally, but instead I settled for a little yelp.
"Don't worry baby, dad will be here soon. Just try and stay calm, mummy's here." Tears started to form in my eyes from my mother's words, and I was grateful that she was comforting me the best way she could, and although I would have preferred a big hug, I was happy that she was looking after her child.
"Tell him I'm sorry. Tell him I'm sorry for setting him off and that I'll somehow buy another guitar for him."
Guitar? Guess you both need to tell us what happened.
Not now dad, anyway, can you hear them?
In a way you are thinking about what they are saying, and because we can hear each others thoughts, I can basically hear what they are saying. Edward too.
"Caitlin says she's sorry Jordan, and also, use her offer to your advantage." Mum joked, and I certainly plan on doing that now she's mentioned it.
I heard someone's phone go off, and then I realised it was Bella with someone that was most likely Edward. I heard him mention that he was near the house and I was suddenly nervous incase this didn't work.
Don't worry about it Jordan.
I listened carefully as the sound of two feet and four paws came into the front yard. My heart was beating hard within my chest and my breathing quickened again.
Is it okay if I can go inside? I heard dad ask, and I was confused as to why he was asking me if he can go inside the house. But then I heard Edward say, "If you can fit." And I realised he was talking to him.
Damn, I can't fit inside. I'll just have to barge through. The house doesn't really belong to us now anyways.
After that I heard a loud crash from downstairs, and then the soft padding of paws up the stairs.
You really broke down the door?
Had to didn't I. Didn't want you jumping out of the window.
I looked to the door as I heard is footsteps stop outside. The large russet coloured wolf stood outside my room door, and as I looked into the caring eyes of my father, I felt more comforted at knowing he was here, and that he was helping me through this.
Okay Jord, let's give it a shot. I want you to remember it's not so easy the first time, and I want to congratulate you on doing so well by yourself. Other members would have freaked out, but you kept your calm. I'm proud of you.
I was elated at his words, and I had new found courage and determination to do this for him.
So what should I do first?
Calm down, but try and let your natural instincts take over.
I suddenly stiffened, remembering that Bella, and now Edward were outside. If I let my instincts take over, would I want to attack them.
Nothing will happen Jordan, you care too much. Anyways you'll never get past me. He joked and I believed what he said.
I closed my eyes and relaxed, focusing on turning back. I tried to block everything out as I calmed myself down, when I heard Edward explaining to the others what was happening. I reopened my eyes and remembering what was said earlier, I said to Edward mentally, Edward, if you can hear me, can you please tell Caitlin that she is forgiven about the situation, and she shouldn't worry over it. But then again I am pretty upset over the guitar so I will be taking her up on her offer.
Edward relayed what I had said to Caitlin, and knowing that was out of the way I refocused on the task in hand. I closed my eyes, allowing my body to relax, and my mind to follow my instincts. My breathing was slow and calm, and my heart beat was beating at an even pace within my chest. Eventually, my heart beat became even slower, and my breathing was also at a slower pace.
I opened my eyes, and watched as my body transformed back into human form, my senses still heightened from the experience but my body completely normal. I instinctively checked to see if I still had paws or a tail and then smiled to myself. I was able to do it.
I watched dad step away from the doorway for a few seconds before he reappeared with his trousers on, suddenly being reminded that I was naked. I turned around and found a picked a pair of trousers that I had left on the floor. Picking them up I put them on whilst saying, "You make it look easy." He just smiled and opened his arms for me to hug him. I stepped over to him and hugged him.
"Come on," he said whilst pulling away, "let's go." He walked away but I stopped again worried. I might have been worrying too much over the situation, but I was still worried I would be unable to control myself and perhaps attack someone. Dad noticed the change and he looked back to me, "Jordan, I promise you everything will be ok." I nodded in response, but I mentally asked Edward if I could have some space just incase something might happen.
I followed dad down the stairs, and he walked out, what should have been, the front door. I stepped out timidly and walked out into the yard, stopping on the front step and taking in a breath of fresh air. All the new smells were so different to me, yet pleasant. I recognised the smells from the different plants and I could even smell my father's own scent. I continued until I smelt a sickly-sweet smell and I almost tensed in preparation for some sort of attack.
I relaxed again knowing nothing would happen, and my nose scrunched up in reaction to the smell. I looked over to Bella and Edward who were standing a few meters further back than the others, but the scent was still extremely strong from were I was standing.
"Man, you two stink. I feel sorry for you dad, you've lasted this long with this smell. How did you do it?" I said, no longer worrying over any 'what ifs', but lifting the mood and allowing myself to enjoy the situation rather than hate it.
"We could say the same about you Jordan. Now we have to get used to another stench." Bella responded, her nose scrunching up slightly as well.
"Well get used to it Grandma" I teased, knowing she hated being called that "'cos I'm not leaving."
After I said that I was hugged by my mum. I was so happy to be comforted by her that it made me feel so wanted, and all my assumptions of them caring for Caitlin more than me went out of the window as I knew she cared for us both equally and by a huge amount also.
After a while I pulled away and looked over to where Caitlin was standing. She wasn't looking at me, but focusing on a stone that she was kicking with her shoe. She looked up to me as if she knew I was looking at her, and the air was filled with tension as we both looked at each and individually thought back to what happened.
But she had apologised, and I had forgiven, so there was no reason for us to ignore each other. I opened my arms out and she stepped forward and hugged me. "I'm sorry." She whispered to me, again.
"S'okay, besides," I pulled away from her as she looked at me as a huge grin appeared on my face, I can fight with you properly now." She pushed me lightly on the chest in a playful manner then looked at me seriously.
"So you don't mind?"
I couldn't believe she was still blaming herself, so I answered with the truth, in hopes that it would make her feel better.
"No, it's awesome. I mean it is a bit irritating to have people in your head and see anything you see and then comment on it. Dad's already shouted at me for fighting with you. I can't wait to have a proper go at it though, without being trapped in my bedroom. Also I can sort of take part in some of the activities you lot do without being a possible injury threat."
"Don't let your Uncle Emmett hear that otherwise you won't have any time to rest after the wrestling matches he'll do." Bella mentioned with a smile on her face.
"That will be so fun; I've been dying to fight with him! Once I have this phasing thing sorted I'm going to ask for a match."
"Oh don't worry Jord, everyone was there when Nessie called. I wouldn't be surprised if he is outlining an area behind the house as we speak." Edward said from besides Bella.
"We better head to the new house now." Mum said, and I was now excited to get back to the new house, as it would be the start of a new life. I smiled and then looked over to the car in which we were going to drive in, and then my body tensed in fear again as I knew Bella would be the driver. Sure, outside I could handle it, but in the small confines of a car, with people I could hurt, I'm not so sure.
"Jordan, if you're worried about being too close to us right now it's fine and we understand, just remember you'll be filled in a house full of us when we get home." Edward said to me understanding my dilemma, but he was right. If I can't handle this now, what am I going to do in a house full of them? I can't exactly live outside until I get myself sorted.
"Don't worry Jordan, you won't hurt us. We all know you can do it, if something happens I'll pull over." Bella said, believing that I was capable of doing it, even if it was simple.
I nodded and made my way towards the cars, taking in a breath as I walked past Bella to see how my reactions would be, and was happy to find I was ok.
"That's if you can fit." She said, looking up at me and referring to my size, and as I was looking down to Bella, just realised how tall I had grew.
I climbed into the back seat of the car with mum, and I watched as dad transformed back into a wolf and ran off into the woods with Edward. I couldn't wait till I was able to run at their sides.
"You're stinking up my car." Bella said looking at me through the rear-view mirror and I laughed, content with the lightened mood, and able to get used to everyone' scent.
The drive wasn't too long to the new house. I do admit that Bella's driving had affected the time in which we arrived, but I had time to sleep off the events of the day in the car. It wasn't until I heard the ignition being turned off and doors closing that I realised we had arrived.
I stepped out of the car and stretched, amazed at how my muscles felt different, at how much stronger I seemed to be. I helped carry some of the boxes, and smiled as I carried about three boxes full of heavy things. I did strain a bit but I had never been able to do anything like this when I was completely human, and as I stepped through the door and was welcomed with six new scents, and six pairs of golden eyes, I was happy to be home, and I looked forward to what was to come with my new discovery.
AN: Next chap will also be Jordan's POV
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