I don't own Twilight.

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The sun blared over me as memories from the following day flooded back to me. I grunted, the ache in my heart throbbing. I felt movement beside me, like a ball of fire had been placed next to me. I opened my eyes then, the blinding light causing a headache to form as my eyes adjusted to the lighting. I looked down at myself noticing how the sheets had been completely ripped from my body, leaving me in nothing but my night-gown. It had been pulled up completely, exposing my entire bottom area. Why in hell I decided wearing this with nothing underneath was beyond me.

I pulled my gown down quickly, turning to make sure Jake hadn't noticed. Looking down on him, I noticed that he was still very much asleep. His mouth was slightly ajar as his hair hung loosely in his face. His eyes were closed tightly as he cuddled with the pillow. I was temped too push him off the bed, after all that he's put me through but I decided against it, knowing it wouldn't get me anywhere. I glanced at the digital clock, reading its numbers.

10:56 am

Wow, I'm up early. Quietly I slid down my bed and headed toward my closet door. In a sudden hurry, I grabbed a simple black, summer dress, with the usual bra and thong set, not wanting Jake to wake up and see me in this gown again. I was too the point were the thought of burning it sounded reasonable. Then again, what had the gown done that was so wrong. It's the person behind it that makes all the difference.

Quietly, I headed toward my bedroom door, unbolting the lock for stepping through, making sure the hall was clear. Seeing that it was empty, I quietly shut the door behind me, heading toward the bathroom.

Once I had reached it, I did the usual routine. First I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I then ran a comb through my slightly knotted hair, pulling it to the side as I wiped a quickly brush of mascara on my lashes. Happy with my face, I ripped the nightie from my body, not liking the memories that haunted me with it and tossed it into the dirty-bin. I quickly pulled the bra and thong on, then slide on the soft dress. I stared at my reflection, unsure of what else to do. Something caught my eye. There on the corner of my small neck was a bruise. A very big bruise. Memories from the night before overcame me as I pressed my fingers into the bruise. Holy shit, this thing was massive. I then remembered the bruises I had gotten when he had pushed my against the wall. I pulled down the sleeve of my dress in remembrance. Not as bad as the one on my neck, but defiantly there. I had two on the base of my shoulder-blades, both an icky green and blue. I pulled the dress back up, not wanting to remember anymore.

Walking out of the bathroom, I then noticed my bedroom door had been opened. Was Jake up already? Rushing toward it I peered inside, fear bubbling my insides at the sight I saw. There stood my sister, a hand covering her mouth as she stared wide-eyed at the man in my bed. Oh, shit!

My mind reeled at me as I cautiously opened the door to my bedroom, watching her every move. Her eyes shot up to mine in a panic. Obviously she hadn't seen his face just yet because she would've been screaming knowing that this man was indeed Jacob Black. Fear laced my insides as I watched him stir, opening his eyes slowly, his back facing her. He blocked the sun with his arm, his eyes landing on mine. My sister's eye were now bulging out of their socket as she realized that it was awaking. He grunted softly, obviously not getting the message I had sent him with my hazel eyes.

"Oh my God," Mariah's voice breathed, staring at the man before her. Jacob head whipped around at the sound of her voice, coming face to face with his biggest fan. My heart was beating frantically through my chest watching Mariah's eyes cast upon the familiar figure. Her face paled at the sight of him, grasping every inch of him with her eyes. Jacobs face paled as well, but a light tint of crimson remain on his cheeks. His eyes trailed down her, realization coming to him. She was his key.

At the sight of them, the pain within me lavished, pulling me under. I begged for a numbness to spread through me. To not feel the aching pain that throbbed within my chest. His voice spoke, pulling me from my daze and focusing in on them.

"Hi, I'm Jacob. Jacob Black," he spoke smoothly, looking up at her. Not one glance was share with me as he stared into her, completely forgetting of my existence. Mariah smiled toward him, color resurfacing upon her perfected features.

"Mariah. Mariah Clearwater," she spoke gently, smiling down on him. He sat up suddenly, not taking his eyes off her.

"Let me go wash up," he said hurriedly, heading toward my bedroom door, but he paused half-way through it and turned back to Mariah.

"Are you going to be here when I get back," he asked shyly, staring straight into her. As if a sharp knife had stabbed through me, I watched as she smiled brightly at his question, the frown growing upon my plump lips.

"For you, of course," she answered smiling towards him. He nodded at her before existing the room with a huge smile plastered to his features. Not one glance at me. Not one.

I struggled to breathe as I sat at the edge of my bed, the pain overwhelming me. Mariah looked down at me smiling.

"Oh my God, Leah. It's him. It's really him," she babbled excitingly.

"He-he looked at me and I mean he looked at me. Like I was the only one there. What if he imprinted on me, Leah? I mean, if that's even possible, with him having Nessie an all. But, the way he looked at me! It was as if I was the only one existing," she breathed, her eyes in a dream-like haze. I looked up at her, a sudden urge to escape overcoming me.

"That's great, Marie. I'm happy for you. You've finally gotten what you wanted. That's awesome," I spoke gently, a soft, but fake smiled glued to my lips. I sat up suddenly, heading toward my bedroom door.

"Wait, where are you going," Mariah's voice called as I existed my door. I turned back to her quickly, answering her question with one word.

"Out." She didn't ask anymore questions as she waited for her…Jacob, in my bedroom. Now its that just nice. My sister was waiting patiently for the man that I had fallen for, too sweep her off her feet in my bedroom. I'm burning the sheets.

I rushed quickly past the bathroom and down the staircase not sure where I was headed. By the time I had reached the bottom step, my vision was a blur as the harsh tears streamed down my cheeks. I ran hurriedly towards the front door. I was about ready to rip it open when suddenly a firm hand grasped my arm, stopping me from doing so. I looked down at my arm, trying to yank it away with all my strength, but his grip just got tighter.

"Where are you going," his firm voice asked harshly. I kept my eyes glued to the floor as I spoke blandly.

"Out." A growl rumbled through his chest at my answer.

"No your not," he answer roughly. My eyes whipped towards him at his answer, forgetting my tears.

"You have no say on where I go!" I stated with hatred lacing though my words as I continued to yank my arm away from his. His eyes softened at my tears, his hand still griped onto my arm. I glared up at him. Trying desperately to escape him. I needed to escape him.

"I have a good say on what you do, Leah. Most of the time, what you do involves me. This being a good example of that," he stated forcefully. Something within me broke. The world blurred as I stared up at him, yanking my arm out of his firm grip with a sudden strength that began to evolve within me. Before I knew it I was out the door, my thoughts a blur as I ran toward the one thing I knew deep down that would keep me sane. The forest.

My life flashed before me as sudden fire within me burned, over heating my cells to a crisp. Once I had reached the forest walls, I dashed within them, the heat inside of me becoming very much overbearing.

My heart rate accelerated profusely as a flaming pain spread through my veins. Suddenly, I felt the heat over rise from within me as the trees blurred past me at lightning speed. I screamed as I felt my skin break, a ragging pain jolted through my entire body. Suddenly, I felt my bone's break one by one, molding themselves together into a certain form. I yelped at the excruciating pain, a fire burning through my veins. I was still running, the trees still blurring past me, but something was different. Something was off. My senses were much clearer.

I slowed my sprint to a jog, still feeling a slight burn of fire spreading through me. Once I came to a complete stop, my breathed slowed, but my heart didn't. It continued to pulse quickly, spreading the blood through me at a faster rate. I looked down at my hand's, feeling them sting. I gasped in horror at what I saw. Paws? Very large paws? Fear spread though me as I took in my body. I had hair, everywhere. Horror filled within me as I watched its silky black threads shimmer a light gaze of gold as the suns soft rays escaped thought the forest trees. My body was bold, but much smaller than Jake's had been. I could hear, see, feel, and smell everything. I could even smell Mariah's perfume from miles away. Realization hit me then. I was a wolf. But why. What were my reason's? I didn't have any.

I glanced back down the trail I had taken, noticing my black, summer dress ripped to shreds on the forest flooring. Fear layered my insides once more. How in hell do I get back to…human-form? A sudden scent pulled me from my thoughts.

It was a very alluring, mouth watering smell. As if all thoughts of my sudden change had dissolved completely, I followed the scent in curiosity, not knowing where it would lead. From a distance, I noticed a small log cabin. Memories flooded my mind as I realized where I was. This was the girl that had brought Jake here. With that thought I was running toward the small cabin, now noticing the blonde beauty at the wooden steps. Jake had been right, not matter how badly the words tasted in my mouth, she was beautiful. Exotic looking, almost. Her purple-gold eyes blazed through me as she watched me approach with caution. She smiled gently towards me as she spoke.

"Hello, Leah," her voice was like a singing melody in my ears. I stared back at her, not knowing how she knew my name.

"Phase back, so I can talk to you in human-form. Here, I brought you a change of clothes," she spoke knowingly, guiding me toward the large oak tree that stood in front of here cabin. I took the clothes thankfully with my snout and trotted over to the large tree with my thoughts reeling. What the hell am I doing here? I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be a wolf. I shouldn't be any of this?

I tore myself from my thoughts, forcing myself to concentrate. Slowly, but painfully I phased back into human-form, my bones popping back into place. I glanced down at myself, noticing the sudden changes in my body. I was thinner and more muscular. My skin was a tone darker and I felt much taller. My breast were even a size larger, almost a large C cup. I then noticed the bruises that had, just minutes ago colored my neck and body, were now gone. Shock spread through me at this thought as my eyes widen. They had healed. How? Was that even possible? Apparently a lot of things are possible. Thankfully I'm a quick learner. A swirling breeze of cold wind kissed my soft skin. I waited for the goose bumps to rise from the cold breeze, waited for my arm to go numb by my lack of clothing. Nothing. It hadn't even affected me. I frowned noticing my change of body temperature. Realization hit me. I wasn't human. I would never be human. I would never feel the numbing cold of snow or watch a bruise slowly fade in stages. I felt myself wanting to sob and scream 'Why me?' I wanted too run. Run away from the sudden changes that life was throwing towards me. I wasn't ready for this. I had been completely fine just days ago. Before Jacob crawled into my window. Before I fell for him. Before my sister meet him. Before I turned into a wolf. Before my life completely turned upside down. I could handle my parents treating my like shit. I could handle my sister getting everything she wanted. But this? I wasn't sure I could handle.

Coming back to reality, I quickly slide the clothes on, noticing how they fit perfectly on my hourglass figure. I slowly stepped away from the tree, heading back toward the small cabin.

"Leah, I'm glad to see that the clothes fit nicely," her soft voice called to me. I stared at her before I spoke.

"Why am I like this," I questioned, my voice giving away my vulnerability. She smiled gently towards me, taking a step closer as she spoke.

"Leah, the reasons you are the way you are define your destiny," she spoke, her voice singing a peaceful lullaby. Confusion pulsed through me, not understanding her words.

"Did you make me like this?"

She continued to stare towards me before answering.

"Yes, I am the reason you are like this. But fate is the true reason. You do not belong here. Where you belong, you need to be like this," her voice spoke softly, staring at me with comforting eyes. I was still confused. What was my destiny, or fate? Where did I belong? As if reading my thoughts, she spoke once more with gentle words.

"In time you will know," the women spoke, before turning her back towards me and headed back towards her cabin. A question bubbled up inside me and just before she opened her door, I spoke.

"Wait," I yelled after her. She turned toward me, her face bright at she smiled for me to continue.

"Where is the key," I spoke, my voice was shaky as sweat began to glisten from my palms, my body trembling in nerves. She chuckled lightly, like wedding bells ringing in the distance.

"You're the key, Leah Clearwater," she sang before turning from my now pale features and closed her front door.

I was the key. No fucking way.

Jacob's P.O.V

"I can't believe it. She said that? That's like the worst thing someone could say," Mariah's voice gleamed in laughter at my story. I laughed with her as I remember one of my very first dates.

"I know, right. Then again, I was no better either. I was a stuttering idiot," I laughed at myself, smiling as she chuckled lightly.

"So was I! I couldn't stop smiling either. It was so embarrassing," she laughed, smiling up at me as we sat snugly on the living room couch. It's been two hours since Leah left and the guilt within me was still strong. When she had stormed out, I was about to chase after her, but then I remember Mariah and I couldn't just leave. I knew deep down Leah would come back, the question was when? Mariah didn't once ask about her, proving to me that she could really careless about her sister.

At first Mariah seemed to just brag on and on about how much she loved my character and how she loved the books. After a good hour, I was getting bored. So I guided the conversation towards dating. She didn't mind at all. She even asked me a couple of time's if I would ever be single. I never answered those questions.

"I think we all were, honestly. What was Leah like," I questioned her, bring the subject back on her sister. I had done that a couple times already, but I knew so little about her. I was just…curious. She stared blankly into space before answering me.

"I'm not really sure. I remember her once coming home with a huge smile on her face. I asked her what was up and she said she was 'in love' if those are the correct terms? I think that's the happiest I've ever seen her," she spoke silently, thinking back. I took in her word, a small string of jealousy streaked through me at the thought of Leah being 'in love' with someone. I shook my head at the thought as I focused myself back on Mariah. She glanced toward me knowingly, a sudden gaze of fire clear in her bright eyes. I stared at her, unsure of what she was about to do next.

Suddenly she was leaning into me, heading toward my lips. My body froze at her intentions as my mind fogged. I then felt her wet lips on mine as she gently moved her fingers in my hair. When had she gotten so close to me? I was sill frozen, unmoving. She pressed into me with more force, noticing my unmoving lips. She slid her tongue across my lower lip, begging for an invite. Its was rough and unwanted. A jolt of disgust welded inside me, causing my stomach to churn. Suddenly, the front door opened, causing a swirling breeze to escape from the doors opening. I ripped my lips away from Mariah, glancing up at the door thankfully. There stood Leah, in snug white shorts and a lime-green tank. I stared up at her in complete shock. Her body looked so…different. She wasn't as breakable in a sense. Though, her face seemed to have shared a different story. A flash of pain swarmed from within her eyes as she glanced between both Mariah and I.

"Hey Leah, where did you head out to," Mariah's voice questioned, staring at her sister in disgust, mad that she had interrupted our little…session. Leah glanced at her in hatred but then glued her eyes back to mine.

"I took a walk through the forest," she spoke harshly, her voice almost deeper- mature. I stared at her and stood, much to Mariah's dismay, noticing the height difference. She was a foot or two taller then she had been before. Looking down on her I then noticed how the muscle mass on her thin body had increased, causing her slightly darker skin-tone to bulge in all the right places. The lime-green tank hugged her perfect hourglass figure nicely as a large amount of heat radiated off of her causing a sudden wave of fire to flash through me. Taking another glance, I noticed how her breast had enlarged nicely, fitting her body well. What the hell happened to her. She looked…good. Really good. But she smelled, different. Not human.

"You went in the forest, with that outfit. Are you crazy, you know how dirty that thing could get. Look you even got mud on it," Mariah's voice rang out in disgust as she took in Leah's outfit. I glanced toward Mariah, surprised by her sudden outrage then turned my eyes back toward Leah. Leah glanced between bother Mariah and I, her eyes filled with hatred.

"Pathetic," she spoke blandly, heading for the stairs before disappearing into her room. I stared after her, hurt coating my insides.

"What's her problem," Mariah spoke harshly, huffing to herself.

I took one glance at her before quickly heading toward the stairs without a glance back.

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