Shapeshifters

○●○ Shapeshifters ○●○

Hey Jasper,

Thank you for that gorgeous swan. I'm very impressed with how incredible it was. I never expected you to be the origami type. I do feel really awful though, me and Jacob got into an arguement and unfortunately the swan did not make it out alive. I really am sorry.

On that note, you will no longer have to worry about me being near Jake. I have no desire to be around him anymore. We exchanged some heated words, and something about him has changed. He isn't my childhood friend anymore. He's someone else.

I feel like I've been betrayed yet again, and honestly it's hard to bear. I'm sorry for complaining, and I just want you to know how grateful I am for our friendship. Without you I don't know how I would survive. I've had a really rough day, and you are the only thing that seems to keep my spirits up.

So thanks for that.

Best wishes,

Bella Swan

I tried to rub the tears from off my paper before they could soak in, but I couldn't. My paper was slightly damp in some places, and torn in a corner were I had rubbed a little too hard. It looked like the letter had suffered just about as much as I had today.

I set the letter on my desk. I would take it to the post office in the morning, and then I planned on going to the Quileute library.

The night was difficult, I woke up screaming three times. I don't know why my nightmares were so bad. I thought that I had been getting better. At about four in the morning, after my third nightmare, I decided to just stay awake. I didn't want to torture Charlie anymore.

I got up and walked around my room. I searched through my closet and picked out an outfit for the day. I did some homework, and cleaned up my room a little. I did anything to keep my mind occupied. Once the sun had risen, it was one of the rare sunny days in Forks, I made Charlie breakfast. I didn't eat and instead got in my truck, going straight to the post office to mail my letter. After, I was finished with that I went to find the Quileute library.

The library was small, with a dingy wooden interior. The books were all old and covered in dust, and there wasn't anything from the year 1990 onwards. Why on Earth would Jasper direct me here?

I walked up to the leathery woman sitting behind the front desk. She had gray hair that had pulled up into a tight bun on her head. I tried to be polite and smile, but she kept a blank expression on her face.

"Hello, I'm looking for a book on Quileute legends. Do you have anything like that?" I questioned. She nodded once and left into what I assumed was the back room. I stood awkwardly in the empty library for about twenty minutes. The woman came in and placed a thick book on the counter. The title read, Quileute Stories and Legends: Tales to Remember.

"This what you're lookin for?" The lady asked in a gravelly voice.

"Yes. This will do great, thanks." I said with a smile. I checked out the book and soon I was on my way home. I walked up into my room and closed my door, setting the large book down on my bed.

I flipped through the pages, and tried to find something useful. I came across the story of the Cold Ones. The story Jacob had told me on the beach last year, when I had first learned about vampires. Back when Edward was with me.

I finished reading the story, I was completely shocked. Of course. Why hadn't I seen it before? Jacob was a shapeshifter, like the Quileute elders. That would make sense. Vampires were wolves sworn enemy. No wonder they would be so furious with the Cullens for exposing their secret. Now it made sense that Jasper warned me that they were dangerous. That was why they knew that the Cullens were vampires. This was all making sense. I stuffed my keys in my pocket and ran out of my room with the book still in my hand.

Thank you Jasper for the suggestion, you just made my life a whole lot easier.

I got into my truck, after telling Charlie that I was going for a little visit down to La Push. I pushed my truck as fast as it would go. I was determined to let Jacob know that I figured him out, and it wasn't even that hard. I was going to give him a piece of my mind.

I pulled up to his house and got out. I jumped out of my truck and ran up to his porch. I pounded on his door. Billy opened the door with a look of surprise in his face.

"Hello Bella." He greeted.

"Hey, where's Jacob?" I asked quickly.

"He's out with some friends in Port Angeles for the day. He won't be back until later tonight I'm afraid." Billy said casually. I nodded my head and tried to hide my disappointment.

"Will you tell him that I stopped by?" I asked.

"Sure Bella."

"Um.. thanks Billy." I mumbled. He smiled slightly and I waved goodbye. I walked back to my truck and sat down.

Damn it.

What would it take to get my friend back?

My truck roared to life and I started to drive back home. What was I going to do now? I felt so alone, more so than usual.

I spotted the small dirt road that me and him would normally pull on to, from there we would go up into our meadow. I wondered how the meadow was. It would never be the same without his sparkling body lying in the wild flowers. I wondered if it still felt like a special, magical space. How would it feel if I went up there again? I doubted that I would even be able to find it. It had to be somewhere. I wondered how long it would take for me to discover it. That would provide a distraction for my lonely mind. Yes, this could be perfect.

I started making a plan in my head. I made a list of the supplies I would need, and planned on when would be the best time for my search. I would have to make the most out of my time because the temperature was dropping as winter approached. Maybe this was the connection to his world that I was looking for.