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Hola! I've finally updated, I've given you a bit of hint from the chapter title that someone is going to reveal something…
I've already said enough! On with the chapter, then.
Enjoy.
-Miss Prag

Chapter 13- Revelation

"NO! No, get away from me!" I saw a dark figure out in the forest and saw that it was creeping toward me. My heart raced, knowing that the large animal was dangerous and had the potential to kill me. I don't know why I had went for a walk in the forest in the middle of the night, what had compelled me to, and now here I was, regretting every bit of it. As I saw the creature slowly fastening its step toward me, I fled from the scene. I ran as fast as I could and tripped on a root, landing flat on my face in the earthy mud. I felt a bone weaken and crack, I slowly turned my head around and saw that the creature was on top of me, its horrible scary face leaping for mine. Its paws were about to cover my eyes when I fluttered my eyes open, falling off the floor.

"AHHHHHHH!" Blinded by sunlight, I looked around me, sighing in relief as I realized it was just a dream. My mom was by me in an instant.

"Aisha, sweetie, it's okay, it was only a dream." She said softly, stroking my hair, like she did when I was little. The tears had escaped me and they just wouldn't stop. I looked at the clock and realized I'd already missed half of period one. If I missed period two, that would mean I missed seeing Jake. I stood up and started getting my things ready for school.

"You're planning on going to school?" My mother asked me. I was too embarrassed to tell her why I was so eager on going.

"Well, yeah. I only missed period one. Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

She nodded, "I was, but they called in and told me they didn't need me for today."

She worked as a clerk in an office. Since when did they call to verify her when she could come and when she couldn't? I knew that wasn't the real reason, but I let it slide as time was flying by.

"Can you drop me off today?" I asked, my voice muffled. I never really asked her for favors, that's why it was tough for me to.

She smiled, "Well, of course, dear."

I pulled out track pants, a hoodie, and I headed for the bathroom. When I got back from the shower, I realized that I should dress more-ugh, kill me for saying this- girly. I now had a boyfriend, and I had to stop and think that I now had a reason to look pretty for someone. I decided to wear the loose top, but wear skinny jeans instead. I turned to the digital clock and saw that I had twenty minutes, so I decided to wear some makeup as well. In ten minutes, I looked presentable, and then I was headed for school.

On the way, though, I really did get to think about our relationship, where it was headed. The one thing that kept boggling my mind was Jake's "secret". What was so confidential about it that he couldn't even tell me, the person he's known all his life? He used to tell me his secrets all the time, so why not this one? I obviously wasn't going to tell anyone, if he had trust issues with me. And then it hit me. What exactly I had to do for him to spill it out. And what solution was: nothing. I would stop communicating with him, stop talking to him, until he told me what was wrong, until he confessed it all.

I was ten minutes late to English class, and again everyone stared at me when I walked in. Some people kept on staring because of my new style. I blushed and quickly went to my seat. I was hyper-aware of the person sitting next to me, smiling at me warmly. Don't look him in the eye, Aish. Do anything but look him in the eye. Ignoring starts: now.

When the teacher was done with his lecture and gave us sheets to work on, Jacob finally spoke. "Hey, Aish."

I pretended not to hear and flipped through the essay package assignment Mr. Gales had given us to do… hmmm, if I could only find the due date…

"Aisha?"

Ah! Found it. So, it's due an exact two weeks from now, I should finish this a week before it's due just so I can-The bell rang, interrupting Jake's curiosity and my thoughts. I shuffled my papers, shoving them in my binder and hurrying up so I could get to lunch. I then stupidly realized that Jacob was going to be hanging out with me at lunch, after school, and for the rest of forever. This was going to be tougher than I thought. I walked extra fast so he'd get the hint, but he didn't. Like a lost puppy, he followed me, easily keeping up with me, while I was already starting to sweat from walking so fast. How could he look so restful while I was sweating buckets walking this fast? Dammit Aisha, you've done it again. You're thinking about him again. Thinking stops: now.

"Aisha, have I done something wrong?" I couldn't take it. I could feel the worry and hurt in his tone, like I was the only reason he came to school. When I didn't respond and quickened my pace, he grabbed me by the hand fiercely.

"Can you at least tell me why you're not talking to me?" he said angrily. I finally looked up at him. His face was literally on fire, his skin burning as usual. I decided I would only tell him the reason.

"I've made my mind up about this, so don't try to talk me out of it." I said, my eyes meeting with his.

"I will not talk to you until you've told me your secret. You know which secret I'm talking about, the one you and Leah won't tell me. If she's more important to you than I am then that's fi-"

He stopped me by putting his hand on my mouth. Typical of him.

"What if I told you that she knew because she has to, that it wasn't for me to tell her? It wasn't a choice for her to know. It just… look, I can't explain this to you…"

"Then fine. I'm going to stop talking to you from now on. If you can't trust me enough, then there's no purpose of continuing this relationship."

After I said that, I did the mistake of looking into his eyes. He looked like he'd been crushed. It almost looked like he was about to tear up. He let go of me, and then bolted as fast as lightning. He went out the school doors, into the cold, leaving me feeling like shit.

The rest of the day was a blur. I still played basketball in the gym with the rest of the gang at lunch, trying to pretend like everything was normal. It worked for awhile, but then at the end of the day, I needed my Jake. I guess I'd have to get used to not talking to him until he told me what I needed to hear… that secret. I knew I was stubborn, and I didn't care. If he still wasn't willing to tell me, then I had my answer toward this relationship, if you could even call it that. I walked back home, and shut the door close soon as I got home. How was I going to cope without Jacob? I saw him every day, every hour of my life, and now ignoring him? I was secretly hoping that he would tell me whatever it was he hid from me as soon as possible so I wouldn't have to do this stupid ignoring strategy. Selfish me, I know.

I felt pathetic for myself. I was letting this get to my head, messing around and playing with it. I had to keep busy, I told myself. I'd finished all of my homework, my essay that was due in two weeks, and did all my chores, watched a bit of TV, and it was only six in the evening. This time right now, I would be with Jake. I wondered what he was doing, who he was with. Probably that Sam Uley guy agai-Ugh, there you go again! You're really pathetic, Aisha.

"LEAAAAAAAAH!" I exclaimed into the phone. I decided to call Leah to chill, plus she was a big distraction.

"Whoa, whoa, is this the same Aisha I talked to not long ago?"

I sighed into the phone. Was I always this depressed whenever I talked to her? Even she seemed surprised to see me happy.

"Yes, Leah, it's me. Wanna hang out?" I said, getting my ears ready for another outburst.

"Um, Aisha, I'm kind of a little busy right no-Jimmy, stop that! Uuuurrgggh, Aish, I'll have to call you later-" The phone line got cut off. Great. She was having fun with her love life, too. Was I the only one lonely right now?

I had another idea. Maybe I could call Chris and we could shoot some hoops. He was always friendly, and he was the closest friend I had after Jacob and Leah.

I called him up. He picked up on the first ring.

"Hullo?" he sounded busy.

"Hey, Chris. It's me, Aisha. Wanna shoot some hoops? Or play anything else, for that matter."

There was silence on the phone, what sounded like muffled whispers and awkward eye contact.

"Um, I'm sort of about to do that with Jake right now. But, it's cool, if you want me to hang with you instead, it's fine…" ugh, listening to him was making my head hurt. He sounded so uncomfortable, like Jake was right beside him, which he probably was.

"No, no. It's okay, I'll play ball with the two of you." I said, unable to back out of this now even if I tried. I heard some noises on the other end and then heard the line cut off. What was with people hanging up on me? First Leah, and now Chris. Oh well, I guess I'd have to put up with Jake being there. I looked at the time, it was six-thirty. An hour more until mom got home. That's all I needed. I changed into sweatpants and tied my hair in a bun, grabbed my basketball and was out the door, sprinting towards Chris's house.

When I got there, I rang the doorbell, and there Jake appeared first, shirtless, with only shorts on. I did never quite get used to that. I blushed, admiring his smooth, shiny skin with such sculpted lines, like he was made from porcelain, except he was brown. Aisha, you're doing it again. You're distracting yourself. But…I couldn't help it; this was Jake we were talking about!

"Hey, Aisha." He said softly, examining my face to see if I was still mad. He thought I wasn't, that I was back to being old Aisha. Well, he was in for a surprise.

"Where's Chris?" I asked coldly, ignoring his greeting.

For some reason, this pissed him off. He rolled his hands into a fist. It looked like the flesh was about to detach from his bones. Boy, did he have a temper.

Right then, Chris emerged from the door. Thank god, I was starting to think he'd ditched us.

"Alright, guys, I have to go and pick up my mom from the airport as she just flew in from Florida, but you guys carry on, play one on one. If we have time, we'll play when we get back."

He smiled warmly at me, and gave Jake a pat on the back before leaving. So he was ditching us. Why had he agreed to play in the first place if he was busy?

It was silent for about ten minutes, neither of us saying a word. He kept on giving me side glances and I kept my eyes on the ground. He finally spoke up.

"SO, uh, you want to start with the ball or should I?"

I, again, ignored that question and instead said, "It's getting late. My mom must be waiting for me, I'm going home." I started walking the same way I'd came here when he reached for my hand.

"Wait, Aisha, can't we just talk about this?" he said, now fully turning me around with both his hands. Damn, he was strong. I was shaken all over.

"I'm done talking with you unless you tell me what I'm waiting for." I said, crossing my arms. I started tapping my feet, waiting quietly.

He took a step back, contemplating on this. I finally lost my patience.

"I see you've taken your decision. I'm leaving now, bye."

He once again grabbed my hand and twisted me around, this time with a bit force.

"Stop touching me! Just let me go!" I yelled.

"You don't think I want to tell you? That it's not killing me that my girl isn't talking to me over something like this? Think about it, Aisha. If I'm not telling you this, then obviously there has to be a valid reason. I'm not doing this for fun, thinking oh I'm not going to tell Aisha just cause I don't feel like it. It's hard, I can't just blurt it out loud and expect for you to feel the same way about me." He said, a little more tenderly this time.

I took a step closer. "What makes you think my feelings would change for you about this? I've known you ever since we were little, Jake. Nothing can break us apart. You have to trust me on this."

He looked like he was considering this. A few minutes later, he nodded.

"Fine, but the simplest way for you to know is if I can show you. If I tell this to you, you'll think this is a twisted joke and probably think I offended you. Take ten steps back, Aisha." He said calmly, watching me intently. I did as I was told. After I'd moved back a couple of spaces, he pressed his eyes close. He was now thinking very hard, lines starting to form on his forehead. Before I knew what was happening, he started to shake. The shaking increased, and then he started shaking violently, like he was some sort of monster. He started running like wild thunder and then it became a little blurry. Holy crap. Standing right in front of me, two steps away, was a large sized wolf, breathing heavily. It was the same one I saw outside my window those nights. The same one I'd confronted and talked to. The same one I called "Jakie". And then it all started to make sense. Why Leah didn't want to tell me. Why that evening when he came into my room, why Leah was talking to him. Why he was so friendly to me, why he wasn't eating away at me from that first meeting. Why he'd missed school, why he was a whole new person. Why his appearance changed. I was starting to connect the pieces.

Jake was a werewolf. That was his secret. And it terrified me, but excited me at the exact same time.

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-Miss Prag