Hey everyone! I am SO SO sorry it has been awhile sense I've posted. However, I am giving you this meaty long chapter as a way to make up to everyone. I swear I will NOT give up on this story. It's way too dear to my heart. I really hope you all enjoy these chapters. I had so much fun writing it. Also, please leave me comments it gives me the will power to write more! Oh, everyone stay warm its so cold outside!

I could feel myself falling, backwards in darkness, it's the weirdest feeling. It's like you're soaring through space. However, there's no stars or glimpses of light to remind you of your identity. In the darkness you are lost and sometimes it's easy to forget exactly who you are.

I fall deeper

deeper

Deeper…

and for a moment I feel as if I will lose myself completely. That the only speck of humanity will disintegrate from my bones as if I have been scorched in a fire. Then I hear his voice and it's like a lighthouse guiding me home from a rough night at sea.

Leah…leah…leah…

His words are getting louder and louder and I swear it feels like he's close to my ear. I want to open my eyes, to get away from this darkness, but I cannot. I am fighting. I'm fighting with the human side of myself and the carnal instinct that begs me to give in. Yes, giving in is so much easier. It whispers in my ear give up. It tries to make me believe that this is who I am now. But, it's wrong. I am the person who decides my own destiny and I am the person who decides to open my eyes.

The first thing I notice as my eyes creeps open is the slight specks of dust wafting through room. They're so beautiful and angelic. They glide softly like fairies as they dance against the wind. I squint and I can see the clock towards the farthest back corner of the wall. It reads seven p.m. Before this occurrence my vision would have never permitted me to see such a thing.

Then I turn my head softly towards the left and I see Jake. He's knelling down beside me looking at me anxiously. His lips are pursed into a straight o. My throat is dry as I open my lips to speak. I can slightly see my reflection inside his eyes and I know my appearance is a terror.

"What is happening to me?" I murmur out. My throat hurts so badly and I can faintly taste blood inside my mouth. It makes me nauseous. Jake sighs as he rubs the side of his face.

"You're changing faster than I thought." I lift my eye brow slightly.

"What do you mean?" Jake is silent for a moment then he gets up and begins to pace around the small living room area. He seems so preoccupied in his thoughts. I know it's hard for him to talk and for a moment I feel bad. I want to dig inside his brain and just read his mind. Then I begin to hear bits and pieces of his voice and as I look up he's not talking. He's simply lost in thought. How is this possible? He turns towards me and snarls.

"You need to stop doing that Leah," I look at him with confusion as I lift myself up slightly. I still feel dizzy but not as bad as before. I touch the side of my head.

"Do what? Why can I hear you?" He is silent. I can feel the rage build inside me again. He can see it and he throws his arms out into the air with haste.

"Okay, no more getting upset. I will tell you everything. Just please calm down." I take a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

"Tell, me everything," There is a sense of finality in my voice as if there is no way he could bounce around the topic. I wouldn't let him. With all these occurrences happening around me I had the right to know what was happening to my body. I had the right to know what I was becoming.

Jacob comes closer and kneels down beside me again taking my hands into his. My small hands dissolve into the large flesh of his hands. He stares at me and for a moment I can see the sadness plague his glare. What he is about to tell me isn't easy for him.

"You're turning Leah, the prophecy is being fulfilled just like it was for me."

"Turning?" I ask shaking my head. "Turning into what?" He lets out a sigh his jaw clenches in anger.

"A werewolf." I look at him and laugh as I snatch my hand away.

"Really Jake, of all the bull you could have told me. A werewolf really? What next you're going to say that the Cullens are zombies?"

"Well, close enough to it. Worse actually," He murmurs under his breath. I become so enraged would he really expect me to believe this load of crap?

"Why are you lying to me?"

"I'm not Leah. You can feel the change yourself. You simply choose to ignore it. You're parents called my dad a year ago. They said you were starting your reformation process. You would be talking in your sleep. They found your diary about your dreams and about the bloodsucker."

"They read my diary?" My voice is flat and annoyed.

"That's not irrelevant. They knew you were changing. Around this time fate had claimed me as well. Haven't you noticed how different I've looked?"

"Steroids?" I deflect. "You are a teenage boy you guys seem to beef up quickly."

"It's not a joking matter Leah," Jacob's tone seeps annoyance. I immediately become silent. "That's really why they shipped you here this summer. Because you were showing the symptoms of the change. We all knew it was a matter of time before it claimed you. But, we didn't think it would be this soon. I tried to stay around you to always protect you from the bloodsuckers. But, it seems like they too can smell your change. Plus, they know your prophecy with them as well."

"Wait," I shake my head and blow out a tone of air, "who are the bloodsuckers? All I know is that word is giving me a real bad headache and not a good mental picture." Jacob scratches his temple and sighs as well.

"They're vampires."

"Vampires," I cannot help it I choke out a laugh. How could Jacob expect me to believe that everything I read about in my fairy tales were real. Stuff like this didn't exist. It couldn't exist.

"Now you see why I didn't tell you before." He snorts.

"I'm sorry," I say trying to catch my breath and regain my composure. "But vampires really? I mean sure the Cullens are pretty white and oddly perfect. But aren't vampires supposed to, you know, be all creepy looking with long capes and not come out into the sun…." I trail off as I think about the day at the beach when Bella and Jacob said Edward didn't come out much. I swallow hard. Okay, this cannot be real. My mind is simply playing tricks on me right? "Okay, if Edward and the Cullens are vampires then what about Bella? Is she one too?"

"No, I'd rather die than see her turn into one of those monsters." Jake snarls.

"Okay, sorry I asked. You said they knew about my prophecy and that is?" I want to go along with his joke maybe if he thought I believed I'd get more answers.

"It's not my job to explain your destiny. Only you will be able to figure it out."

"Jake, really! So everyone else can know but me! How is that fair." Jacob stands up and runs his hands along his jeans,

"Life, Leah, is not fair." He turns to walk towards the kitchen. I stand up abruptly and stumble after him. I want to go for a walk and clear my mind. I cannot handle all this information. It's making me feel like my air is being slowly ripped from my lungs.

"I want to be alone for awhile. I want to take a walk." Jake turns around on his heel and points his thumb at me.

"Absolutely not. Do you want another mishap to happen?"

"Mishap?" I ask my eye brows scrunching together. His eyes slowly go down towards my hands and I lift them up so that I can see them. I scream as I see the blood dried along the inside of my hands. How had I not noticed that before? I slowly pace backwards towards the wall as I shake my head in realization. Everything flies back to me all the thoughts that I wanted to keep inside the darkest corners of my mind. I had killed someone.

Me. A killer.

I cry the tears fall from my eyes down towards my cheeks. I fall down against the wall and cover my blood covered hands against my face sobbing. The blood slowly begins to trickle down my hands onto my arms. Why couldn't the sin of my transgressions be that easily washed away? Jake comes down next to me and slowly rubs my head.

"This is why you will be housebound. Only until you can control your gift. I had to go through it too. It will never happen again I promise. Remember you always have the will to control it. You always have free will."

I have been inside this house for what seems like two weeks now. The definition of insanity: not seeing the outside world. Being stuck in the same place for multiple hours on end will start to drive you crazy. I wanted to pull my hair out or kick the walls in that held me bound. However, I knew that would only make things worse. I had done the most awful crime imaginable and I couldn't take that back. This is my punishment and I would gladly take many more if it would take back the awful deed that I had done.

During these couple of weeks I had known these things for sure. 1. I was indeed a werewolf. No not a hairy beast that looked like a giant flea magnet. Well, only when I get angry I turn into that. Jacob has taught me to control my emotions. He's given me a necklace with a crescent moon attached at the bottom on the chain. He explained that whenever I get mad I must grasp this chain and count to ten. The counting makes the anger boil down. I had tried it for one of our trainings and I was elated to know it actually worked. 2. The Cullens were indeed vampires. Or as Jake and the rest of my people referred to them, bloodsuckers. This actually made a lot of sense. I mean, this is why I was so drawn to Edward because in reality he was different, just like me. I guess people who are weird in their own way crave to find others like them. Apparently the wolves and vampires have never gotten along. I mean do you blame them? Jake told me it started way before any of us could remember. However, the Cullens were different because they don't you know, feed on people. That was a relief to know. A part of me found some sense of respect for them after I heard that because so far they were holier than me. I had already messed up and I couldn't imagine the thirst that they had. 3. We had a truce with the Cullens and it bound us together in tranquility. They couldn't cross our turf and we there's. I chuckle as I think about Edward coming to visit me. I didn't dare tell Jacob that he would have flipped out.

A part of me thinks about Edward frequently, while I'm stuck in my own prison, I wonder if he's stuck someplace too. We are both inmates battling our own demons. I want to know what he's thinking. I want to be able to understand what the prophecy is that made him hate me so much. Of course before I couldn't understand why he hated me so much. But now a part of me wanted to tell him that the blindfold has been lifted off my eyes. Literally, I could see everything so much clearer now. I was slowly beginning to control my powers. Couldn't he give me another chance?

Jacob knocks on my bedroom door and I slowly get out of bed and look towards him. He's dressed in a nice white dress shirt and tight blue jeans. I smile,

"Hello mr. fancy. Where are you going tonight?" He smirks.

"You mean where are we going?" I raise an eyebrow.

"You mean…" he nods his head.

"You've been doing really well. I think it's time you get some fresh air. Besides, you've done better than me. During my transformation I escaped about three times."

"I wish I knew I probably would have done the same," I tease. Jacob rolls his eyes.

"Don't make me change my mind Leah." I get up and walk towards him.

"No, really, I am ready! I want to have some sense of normal again." He nods his head. He knows more than anyone that we craved to be normal to fit in like normal teenagers. Couldn't we just have the regular problems that average teenagers had? Like not finding a date to prom? Or getting a pimple that was way too big for its own good? No instead, I had to be afraid that I would sprout hair from odd places and bay at the moon.

"Okay, get dressed, we're going to the movies with Bella."

It has been awhile sense I've laid eyes on the big fat cry baby that is Bella Swan. Okay, maybe big and fat are the wrong synonyms to describe her because she is indeed very tiny. In fact, I kind of hate her for being so skinny. Her long lean body is covered with a baggy brown hoody and blue jeans. If I had the slimness of her hips I would show it off to the world. There is something different about her, I notice it as I stare at her. Jacob is ahead of us gathering our tickets and I stand next to her awkwardly quiet. Bella has never been the chatterbox, and something about the silence, is comforting. She never asked me too many questions or judged me for being different. She accepted me for everything that I am and everything that I cannot be. She never forced me to speak with her or to dress a certain way. In fact, she seems just as weird as the rest of us. She craves to fit into our world just like I craved to have my old normal life back and fit back into hers.

"Here are your tickets ladies." I grab my ticket from Jake and stuff it into my white shorts back pocket. I'm wearing a purple crop top that fringes out in the back. The crescent necklace glitters under the light of the moon. Bella smiles as she takes her ticket. Jacob grabs her hand and to my surprise she doesn't wince away or roll her eyes. She grabs onto his back as if he's her gravity. Maybe that's the difference that I feel about her. Her willingness to have Jacob around to be okay with letting him comfort her.

I feel like the third wheel as we sit down and the movie starts to play. I want to literally puke as Jacob scratches the top of her russet hair and she chuckles in satisfaction. This in itself is worse than being alone. He's literally throwing this awkward romance on me. He's reminding me of the one thing I don't have! I sink lower into my seat as I sigh. Even the movie he picked is a sappy one. Bella had wanted to see it thinking it was a slasher film. Of course it was a horror but they had to have a love scene inside of it. Bella looks away as the two characters kiss each other. It repulses her just as much as their awkward cuddling repulses me. She buries the side of her face against the crook of Jacob's neck. I think I'm going to be sick.

"I have to use the washroom," I whisper to Jake and Bella. Bella nods her head and Jacob looks in my direction. He mouths sorry. I don't quite understand what he means. Then I realize how sometimes if I contemplate on something hard enough he could read my thoughts. I instantly blush crimson and stand up. A part of me is proud and happy though. Maybe he would stop being such a love sick puppy around her.

I walk out of the theater into the lobby. It smells of fresh popped popcorn and it makes my stomach curl. Of course I didn't really have to go to the bathroom but a part of me needed some fresh air. I walk outside the movie theater and take in the fresh night air. I look up at the stars as they twinkle brightly like diamonds. My hair is up in a pony tail, but, as the night wind blows strands of my hair tickle the side of my face.

"You seem different," My heart freezes inside my chest at the mere utterance of that musical voice. For a moment I believe I am merely imagining his voice conjuring it because it brings me some type of pleasure. I turn around and my eyes prove me wrong. He really is standing in front of me. His eyes take on a milkier hue and there aren't any more dark circles under his eyes. His tousled hair still falls perfectly draping his face like a sculpture. His skin still milky white like the moon itself. He's wearing a button up blue shirt and dark brown khaki pants. "You seem surprised," his voice is so soft like a wind chime. I shake my head and blink rapidly.

"Do you blame me I thought you were gone forever…"I instantly feel weird for saying it but I don't care. This new realization of myself has made me quite bold. I don't second guess myself anymore because I realized that life is way more important that my insecurities. He places his hands inside his pants pockets.

"I was going to be gone forever but I heard about your…" He trails off.

"My what?"

"You're little mishap." I cross my arms around my chest.

"It was a mistake-"

"One that seriously cannot happen again, you understand this?" I instantly feel so stupid for being excited to see him. He only came back to warn me. He's only here to remind me of the bad that I had done.

"Who are you to judge me? I know exactly what you are and let's face it, you are NOT perfect either." He growls low under his breath.

"I'm not claiming to be." I can feel the rage boiling inside of me like a wild fire my eyes dancing with anger. His presence always gets me so flustered. Why does he have this affect on me?

"How dare you come back here just to yell at me!" My voice cracks "how dare you!" He comes closer his arms softly spread out in front of him.

"Leah, calm down. You must control yourself-"

"Control myself!" I scream, "Don't tell me what to do!" I'm getting angrier I can feel my body trembling and I know it's about to happen. I can feel the blood inside my body tinge with fire. I reach for my necklace I have to start counting but his presence his sensation is driving me mad.

"Leah, please I don't want to hurt you." Edward whispers. This only makes me madder. He hurt me? No no, he should be afraid that I would hurt him.

"I'm stronger than you think." I growl back at him. With a very fast movement he is against me and I am backed against the movie theater wall. He is so close to me. His face inches away from mine. His eyes digging into the depths of my eyes.

"You have the control. Prove everything wrong. Prove to me that you're not what everyone says you are." My breathing is still ragged but his gaze on me makes me want to calm down.

He brings out the human in me.

My hands goes towards his mid drift and I slowly trail upwards. I can feel the lean skin of his muscle. He's so cold. It's like he's an icebox but it feels so nice against the heat of my touch. I don't know what's come over me. The real human me would have never even thought about doing this besides in my dreams. Maybe it's the way he's looking at me as if he truly does believe in me. Or maybe it's my craving of feeling appreciated that causes me to want to touch him…to taste him… to feel his body against mine. I lean in a little closer to him our noses touch each other.

"Leah," he whispers so softly. If my ears weren't as heightened as they were I could have misplaced it as a whistle in the wind. "You should stop."I smile softly my hands trailing across his chest,

"Is that a warning?" I tilt my head softly to the side. "Because I tend to do the opposite of what people tell me to do."

"Leah?" I hear Jacob's voice and my heart literally stops in my chest.

"Edward…" Bella's voice slowly comes afterwards. Edward and I let go of each other immediately and turn to face our judges. Jacob has a look of anger on his face and Bella is starting to tear up. Figures she would cry she always cries!

Jacob growls as he races towards Edward ready to pounce. I jump in front.

"Jake….let me explain."

"No" Jacob screams trying to claw past me. "Let me kick his ass. How dare you come back! Then try and get with my cousin! Seriously!" I push Jacob backwards and he flies towards the far side of the parking lot. He catches himself on his heel and his eyes burn with rage. "How could you try and protect him Leah! This doesn't make any sense!"

"Edward…How could you?" It's Bella her voice is shaking.

Neither of us expects what occurs next. Bella falls backwards and we all rush to her side.