Hey guys, here is chapter four to "When the Water's Not So Clear". Actually it's like about 1/4th of chapter four, but I wanted to submit this cause I liked it a lot and I'm kinda sick so I stopped writing after this haha I'll probably update again today once this headache subsides =(
Once again sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors that spell check didn't pick up haha I'm a lazy reviser/editor.
Btw, does anyone know if your supposed to like put a disclaimer on every chapter or just the first one? I've read some stories who do and some that don't, but I'm going to put another one just to be safe :]
DISCLAIMER: I don't own twilight, it's characters, or the this title :( If I did though the books would have been slashy :D haha
Jake's POV
Owww what a head ache…
I thought, slowly sitting up in bed, squinting my eyes at the invading sunlight streaming through my blinds.
What the hell…happened?
My arms were sore, my back hurt, and I was hotter than hell. My bed was soaked, and I could smell my own body odor invade my nostrils. I must have stunk up the whole house with this massive BO, its not that big anyway and I'm probably about to dehydrate at the rate I been sweating. I tried swinging my legs over the side of my too small bed, trying to get out of these sheets that were sticking to my shirtless back. Each tiny movement caused me to hiss in pain, why the hell was I so sore?
I musta got hit by a truck…
Finally I was able to stand, but my legs gave out underneath me and I went crashing to the floor. That hurt. My whole body shivered in pain and my headache increased ten fold.
A big truck…
I cradled my head in pain, pulling my knees up to my chest painfully in a fetal position but managing some comfort. I was scared. Was anyone even in the house…was I alone?
Am I dying….?
I heard footsteps running through the small house, each thump causing my head to thump in pain and my body to flinch. I released a breath I didn't even realize I was holding…I wasn't alone…someone's coming to help. But it wasn't dad, he wouldn't be running…
"Jake, are you okay?" came the frantic voice of Sam Uley as he burst through my door. I let out a small whimper that fought to escape as I flinched once again in pain. Did he have to scream at me? I'd rather die alone then have him yelling at me.
"N….*cough* …no." came a raspy voice. Was that mine? It sounded old, sickly, and I realized my throat hurt whenever I spoke and the cough only made my whole body wrack in pain.
That bastard Sam jus stood there looking strange…was that sympathy? Why the hell was he even here? What time was it even? What the fuck is going on?
I closed my eyes again as I heard him take a few steps forward. "Let me help you up." he said. "Actually let me change these sheets first. They're soaked."
I didn't have the strength to reply…fresh sheets sounded nice anyway, but I wish I was able to stand and take a long cold shower.
Sam left with the sheets in hand, and soon returned with a new set. I noticed it hurt to keep my eyes open too long, everything seemed so…so clear. It was like my eyesight was…better? But this change just hurt my eyes. How could this be? I feel like shit but my eyes just got better? And everything…everything was so LOUD. I could hear Sam's breathing as if he was breathing in my ear, I swear…I even heard his pulse. Was that his pulse? It was faint, but I could hear it…
Next I heard my father call from the kitchen, "Is he alright Sam?" he asked, no, yelled and I cringed in pain, holding my head in my hands again until the pain subsided.
"Yea he's fine." Sam poked his head out the door and tried to whisper, but I heard him plain as day. "Try not to be so loud though, his hearing is sensitive right now. He's just getting used to his new hearing."
New hearing? What the fuck? How did he even know that I heard everything much louder? I never said that. I'm the sick one, not him, he's not feeling anything like I am.
"Jake," he whispered again, crouching down to me on the floor. He tried to touch my arm but I jerked away, groaning in pain at my sudden movement. His light touch hurt…like I had a huge bruise on my arm.
Sure enough, I looked over at my arm through squinted eyes and my arm was practically blue underneath my dark skin tone. My eyes widened at that, only causing myself to shut them once again.
Jesus…did I really get his by a truck? I was only kidding…
"Sam…" I choked out his name through a cracking voice. It was like the words would shatter once escaping my mouth, falling to the floor in broken pieces. "What's…*cough* wrong wi-wi-with…me?" I finally managed, wincing in pain as it felt like I'd swallowed razorblades.
"Nothing Jake," He said low with a soft smile. Creepy motherfucker, there is something wrong with me. I'm fucking dying! "Just concentrate on getting some rest, I'll bring you some water, you have to be thirsty."
How the hell did he know? It's like he's been through this before. I doubt it, cause I don't see myself surviving.
I let out a howl of pain when he stood. He flinched, like he did something to cause it, but it was my body. I hadn't moved, but it felt like I was shaking. I was. Hard too. My muscles were all tense despite their soreness and I couldn't relax them. My head was hitting the floor repeatedly and my whole body shook in what I assumed was a massive seizure. My eyes opened wide, I couldn't speak. Tears streamed down my face in a massive amount. It hurt so damn bad.
My body continued to rock involuntarily, and I heard my joints cracking, snapping…or was that the bone itself? I grew even hotter as it seemed a fire started and spread through my insides. I caught a glimpse of Sam who did nothing to help, just stepped back, as if to protect himself? Selfish motherfucker, I'm dying here, on the floor and he's just watching. I wanted to kill him when a slow smile appeared on his face.
Then all of a sudden, something happened, I don't know what, but I stopped shaking, It felt like I exploded, every bone in my body broke only to reform…and then everything went dark. I was no longer in my room, I don't know where I was, but it was dark, and I was on my hands and knees in this dark room. Or was those my knees? What the hell was I? All the pain had stopped, and I felt strong, I felt good. I was no longer hot, but my head still held a dull ache in the back of my skull.
Then everything became clear. My vision blurred, and I was no longer staring into a black abyss but at the blurred black and white Sam Uley. I was looking up at him, I assumed I was still on the floor…and I was…I was panting? Like a dog…my tongue was stuck out and I tried to look down…and I saw…what the fuck. My face had changed, I had a long…I don't know what it was. But I could see my nose, and it was black and I had fur…
Then my vision cleared even more…and I could see everything. Color invaded my eyes and it was as if I'd never seen anything before. The blue paint on the walls of my room were such a vivid color, I questioned my memory of it. The dark skin of Sam Uley was a brown I'd never seen in any woods or forest before. The floor felt…felt odd, like my feet were now padded. I didn't dare look down…not just yet. I was scared of what might be there, and my sanity was slowly cracking now, I didn't want to completely shatter it.
I could smell… I could smell everything. I could distinguish scent trails, the scent of Sam from my father. I could close my eyes and still feel as if I could see only by smell.
Then…I opened my eyes…and saw Sam smiling, then looked down…at my…my paws!
That's it, I've gone insane, I've lost my grasp on reality. I can already see my room, the rubber walls. I wonder when they are coming to get me…for I am surely mental.
My body…my animal body…shook once again, I heard the snapping and breaking of before, but felt it less, the shaking didn't last as long, and I exploded again.
I raised my hands to my face, back to human, for what had happened to me surely wasn't. I felt so much better, I was no longer sore, and the bruises on my arms were dulled to a yellow and no longer hurt to touch. I was still hot and sweaty, but it was a more comfortable temperature now.
I looked down, there were shredded blue pieces of material on the floor…my pants.
I was completely naked. Here in front…of Sam Uley…I had just turned into an animal…and my body was healing rapidly…Fuck me and call me stupid…I'm goddamn insane.
Then…I passed out before my heart could give out, if it could now at least. I felt strong but scared, and gladly welcomed the sanity of darkness…
Hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it :D My fave part of the story so far!!!
-DaringReality
