Sam Uley's Sister

2. Changes

~Lexi's P.O.V~
So, the rest of the school past in a blur, English, blah, blah, make out in a closet with Mason, Orchestra, blah, make out some more, zone out the rest of the day.
Anyway, now I'm climbing into Sam's old Chevy to go home. Don't fall, Don't fall. I repeatedly chant over and over in my head. It sucks being clumsy. And of course you just fall at the most awkward of moments. At least I do, and it sucks.
Once I get home, I go in through the back door, because I lost my key to the front and the back always has a spare. Sam was dropping me off at home and then said he had to run some "errands" probably goofing off with his friends, getting drunk all night.
Whatever. I stormed up to my room, then froze in my tracks. Something was wrong. I could feel it. No, that's stupid. I shrugged off the thought and walked up to my room to go do some homework.
After about 45 minutes, I got hungry. Not like the slowly progressing gnawing at your side, hungry, but like the, I can't think about anything until I eat something. And another weird thing was that I was craving meat even though I'm almost a vegetarian, I was never a big fan of meat.
So, I walked downstairs and into the kitchen to heat up some chicken strips from the freezer and ate one in less than 3 bites, then grabbed another one and started chewing. I stopped when I heard a clanging. I didn't trust my voice, but I had to use it. "S-Sam?! Mom?" I hesitantly called. Then came the scream.

+Sam's P.O.V+
I was on my way, racing through the woods, not paying attention, as the colors blurred together, from the trees, flowers, and animals, showing how fast I was going. I couldn't even appreciate the fact that I had amazing speed and nearly perfect senses. The thing that bothered me was the lonliness. I hated it. It was like a dark void, concealing everyone I loved. Lexi doesn't even talk, my mother is scared of me,my father is gone, and I have no friends. It sucks.
Then I stopped dead in my tracks, not paying attention to the fact that I almost broke my skull by crashing into a tree, actually it probably would have given me a bruise at the very least, that would have healed in less then a second.
I had heard something. A scream. And not a happy one. A despairing, bloodcurdling, full of terror, scream.
I raced to the direction it was coming from. Please not another one. I can't live without my mom or Lexi. Please don't take them from me, I prayed.

~Lexi's P.O.V~
I walked hesitantly towards the place where the scream sounded, the sharpest kitchen knife in my hand. I walked, until I was near the front door which was in the living room. I jumped as the front door opened and without thinking, I flung the knife towards the doorway. I heard a groan and looked at the person who was standing in the doorway, pulling a knife out of his side. "SAM?!" I screeched. He flinched at the sound of my voice and nodded, then rushed forward to hug me. I didn't even shrug it away until I remembered the knife. "The knife." I gasped in horror. "What?" Sam asked me, looking confused and not in pain at all as if a knife hadn't just enter his abdomen. "T-The knife in y-y-your side.. H-How??" My voice got smaller, each word I said. "I-I heal fast, I'll explain later. But we need to find out where that scream came from." He said pointing towards the couch.
I nodded and walked toward it, my shoes squeaking against the floor.
I peered over the couch. I slammed my hands over my mouth and let out a small squeak. I felt warm, wet, tears trail down my face as I looked my mothers dead lifeless eyes stare unseeingly at the ceiling, never to land on me or my brother ever again.
   Instead of feeling and onslaught of sadness and regret, I felt angry, angry at my father for abandoning us, angry at the person or thing that killed my mother, and last of all, angry at my brother for ignoring both of us when we needed him too.
  I let the anger flow free and felt myself start shaking. It started in my hands, then, my whole body was shuddering, I felt a wave of uncontrollable heat and pain inside of me, as if I was being burned to death from the inside out. I was so lost in it that I didn't notice, Sam take me outside or the fact that I was suddenly on four legs.