Love in La Push

Changing

So, like I've mentioned before, this fic doesn't follow all of Twilights rules. If it's something you're confused about or just curious, comment and I'll try to explain.

Anyways, here is chapter 3

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2 days later

(Still Jacob's P.O.V)

I slumped to the floor against my bedroom door, breathing heavily. The last couple of days, I had been feeling warm like I had a fever. I easily got angry and got in many fights with the rest of my family. But this, was nothing like the last couple of days. Today in school, I felt like yelling, snarling and biting the head of my maths teacher, literally.

It freaked me out so I hurried home and now I'm sitting here.

I can't breath. It's so hot, I feel like I'm on fire. My blood is pumping and the room feels too small. I get up on shaky legs. 'I have to get out, I have to get out before I suffocate'. It's my only thought as I stumble out the door and into the backyard. I managed to get to the forest, in hope of some fresh air, but I ended up leaning against a tree trunk, breathing raggedly as my body grew even warmer than before. I was sweating, my skin was hurting like a thousand needles was striking me over and over again.

My mind was whirling as everything grew intense. My body wasn't burning, it was exploding, and the thousand needles grew intense, before with a scream, I fall forward on all four. I watch in horror as my hands change, and brown fur grows out on them. I can feel my bones cracking, and my whole body changing. With a cry I take off into the woods, my self and family forgotten. The last thing my mind strives to is only one word:

'Edward'.

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Edward's P.O.V

It's been three weeks since I last saw Jacob. He hasn't been to school, and he's been ignoring my calls. The one time I mustered up enough courage to call his home, his dad answered and told me he had glandular fever. I checked it on the internet in the school library, and apparently you get it from kissing. I don't know why, but that fact irritated me greatly.

The first two weeks I could handle, but the third week was torture. I had gotten so used to hanging out with Jacob, that it was hard not to end up in his workshop at the end of every day. I missed him, awfully, and it was annoying that I couldn't stop thinking about him.

It's monday morning and I got out from the car with my siblings. I have been hitching a ride from them the last two weeks when Jake was gone. I picked up my books from my locker and walked down the hall, trying to ignore the annoying thoughts of everyone around me.

I stopped walking and looked with wide eyes at the person a few feet away. He had changed, a lot, but I'd recognise him anywhere.

Jake!" I called and grabbed his shoulder. He turned around and looked at me with stonehard eyes. I flinched and took an unwilling step back. He looked so distant. His hair, it's cut short, he's got more muscles than before, and, is that a tattoo, I see peeking from under the tee-shirt?

"Jake, what happened?" I asked with a weak voice. He didn't meet my eyes, instead he shook off my hand and looked down on the floor. When he looked up again, I saw a glimpse of the old Jake, the one I had become friends with. But then he was gone, and the coldhearted Jake was back. This time he met my eyes and when he spoke, his voice was cold and hard.

"Edward, leave me alone." I stared at him unable to comprehend what he was saying. He turned to leave again, but I grabbed him and dragged him into the nearest empty classroom. When I turned around, I saw a pained expression crossing Jake's face, but it was soon gone again, and replaced by the horrible look he wore before. Something told me, this wasn't what Jacob wanted to say, but somehow he was forced to. I stepped up to him again and put my hand on his shoulder.