NOTE: Finally here is the full chapter, im sooooooo sorry it took so long. ive just had sooo much work to do. i hope you enjoy. and please review, i like to hear what u have to say. PS i have a new stroy up, called Dusk Stars, check it out.

Megan C

Chapter 14

Edward still couldn't pull his words together. He seemed to be in shock from what had just happened. Frankly so was I. That was very bold. "Gill I… I just… can't," he said this with some difficulty. "Bella. She needs me. I love her. I can't be with you. After all these years… I still care but not in that way. It's just not the same as before. Gill I'm-"

I didn't let him finish. My whole world ended; he didn't love me. He never did. I thought he did. I couldn't stand it. I wanted more than ever to be human, to be able to cry. I would have cried so much. I ran from him, into the woods. I didn't really know where I was going as long as it was away I didn't care.

Trees rushed by, I was going as fast as possible. It may have been the fastest I had ever run. I kept going aimlessly through the plants, swerving to avoid obstacles. I hardly turned in time a few times because I wasn't paying attention. I was struggling for breath and sobbing without tears. I was not having trouble breathing for the reasons a human would though. I concentrated on only my pounding footsteps. The rhythm of it was quite soothing. After a few minutes I began to slow down. I began to wonder where I was. I came to a halt under a short tree. He didn't even get to tell me how I was changed. I took deep breaths of forest air. Something smelled disgusting but I ignored it. I couldn't smell Edward which meant he hadn't followed. I couldn't bear to see him now. He didn't. I shouldn't have. I wish I could die, but that's too fucking hard to do.

I swallowed hard, trying to suppress the sobs and, I soon realized, thirst. I smelt the air more searching for a meal. My nostrils stung. There was a faint but repulsing smell in the air that had the effect. I tried to ignore it. There, that smells good enough for now. A deer isn't very fun but it's easy. It's good thing for today. I began to track the deer. I moved quickly and stealthily through the branches but wasn't feeling motivated. My body was trying to sob. Shit, who am I kidding I can't keep my mind on the deer.

I plopped down on the dirt and rotting leaves. I sniffed the air once more. The horrible, stinging smell was not too far off. It was slightly familiar and my instincts told me to either run or attack what ever gave it off. I dreaded confronting what ever was giving off the stench. I raked through my mind trying to place the awful scent. A particular vampire? I thought on that for a moment. No, couldn't smell that bad. No way it's human; they all smell too good... It's… No! It's a werewolf! I must have wandered into their territory! This was not good; the power balance was very precarious. I didn't know much but they would not be happy to have a vampire on their land. We were mortal enemies, we just couldn't get along. Even if the Cullen's had a treaty they wouldn't allow this. I had never come face-to-face with a werewolf; I had come close here before. I was starting to panic. I didn't know what to do about a werewolf. Should I make myself known? I don't really want a fight. Did it know what I was and that I was there? Would it attack or should I? I can't break the treaty. Maybe I should let it kill me; it would be better that way.

I didn't have much time to react; I could hear it getting closer. I saw the silhouette of a large creature moving quickly towards me through the thick woods. It must have caught my scent. Dread filled me and made me forget about Edward. I began to walk carefully backwards, away from the beast. I was trying not to startle it and at the same time get back to Cullen land. I didn't know how far on werewolf land I was but the smell gave it away. It was revolting, almost like something rotting. The werewolf was being very careful now because I could barely hear it getting closer. I went a few more steps back when the stench overwhelmed me. The huge wolf-like beast suddenly charged at me. I wasn't in the mood for a fight but really had no choice. I turned and ran, I was faster but it had an advantage. I realized it was pointless. I slowed and turned and continued to jog backwards. The werewolf slowed as well, which I found odd. We must be near Cullen land. Shit this won't be good if I don't make it in time. I could start a war. But werewolves are so horrible. It sped up once more and caught up with me. It must have figured we weren't close enough to vampire land. I wanted to fight it, to be rid of the stench, but I couldn't break the treaty. I stopped moving completely because it now circled me, it was ready to strike. The werewolf was examining me, trying to guess my strength, or identify me. I strangely felt self-conscious as it eyed me. I decided to talk to it, though I wasn't sure if werewolves could understand in their wolf form. I had never talked to one.

"I don't want to fight," I told it hesitantly. It was obviously confused as to why I hadn't attempted to kill it. "I didn't mean to trespass on your land." His concentration broke, there was an opening. I could have struck right there and have been done with it. I shook this thought away. Can he, it, communicate? Can it even understand me? It didn't strike so I took this as it wanted the full explanation. "Please. Please don't attack. I won't hurt you; I just want to get off your territory."

He seemed to understand and be considering. It continued pacing around me. I followed its every move with my eyes. Seconds passed. Without warning it lunged at me. I had almost no time to move. I only took a step back when the werewolf collided with me. We both hit the ground with tremendous force. The shaggy werewolf's paws held my writs to the ground. I could see his piercing eyes and all the matted fir as he stood over me, his claws dug into my wrists. I squirmed for a moment and then kicked the beast hard in the stomach. He staggered off me and let out a yelp of pain. I quickly jumped to my feet. I growled and charged at it but stopped short. I thought about what I was doing and just held the werewolf where it was. He struggled against my ability and tried to move but found it impossible. It growled angrily at me. It had a confused look on its face as well. I growled back, mainly out of disgust and instinct. I glared at the beast for a moment before doing anything else.

"Look, I'm sorry I have to do this to you. What the hell was that though? You have to calm down or I can't let you go." Its eyes widened when it realized that it was me not letting it move. Its mind stopped struggling against my control and he looked as if concentrating. As this happened a small breeze blew the foul scent my way again and I wrinkled my nose. I then took a few steps back without really realizing it, his eyes followed my movement. I should get out of here while I still can.

"I really didn't mean to come on your territory. I'm a guest of the Cullen's and just don't know the boundaries. When I'm gone you'll be able to move again," I explained. I looked at the beast a bit longer. I didn't expect anything but it interested me and my thoughts toward it were not friendly, by instinct. I turned and began to walk away, I was about to run when a strange sensation reached me. It was coming from the wolf, it was something I couldn't control. I heard a pop from him and I swiveled around. There he stood, a tall, muscular, and naked man where there had been a wolf seconds before. He had apparently changed back to human form.

"I'll talk to you. Only if you turn around and answer some of my questions as well," the werewolf said.

"O right, sorry," I said, understanding that standing in front of me in

the nude would be very embarrassing. I turned, hoping he wouldn't get mad anymore. He did not speak. I had the feeling he was glaring at me.

"Look I'm sorry but I can't let you go. Not even to get clothes. You might attack or something." It was very obvious he was angry. I tried to get him to calm down, to be less angry. "I really mean no harm. I sort of just wandered over here." He snorted.

"If you are a guest of the Cullens' you should know the boundaries. I had every right to attack. It is part of our agreement. I will be telling my pack about this," He said.

"I would expect you too." The smell was even more disgusting because the wind was blowing my way. I wanted to get out.

"What's your name? If you're a guest of those bloodsuckers then how did you get over here?" He asked rudely.

"Hey look that's really none of your business," I paused and thought about it for another moment and told him, "My name is Gill, short for Gillian. What's yours?"

"Well Gill you should go and let me go. You can't stay on this land, the other pack members will be furious." I started to disagree and press for more answers but thought better of it. I left, gradually gaining speed as I ran through the forest. When I was a little over a mile away I lost my hold on the wolf. I continued running, my hair whipped around my face. What will the Cullens say about this? I wondered.