Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight if I did I wouldn't write fanfiction.
Moonlight Monster
Prologue
I couldn't sleep.
The voices in my head continued to echo, forcing gruesome images to the forefront of my mind. My feet, acting against my consciousness, carried me to the mirror resting against my wall.
My hand reached out to pull away from the curtain that hung over my mirror, and with my eyes open wide, I pulled it away.
As soon as her bright blue eyes met mine, my breath became shallow. Her skin pale and smooth, her hair arranged in perfect curls, hung like a crown for a queen. She smiled at me, but I couldn't smile back.
She was beautiful, but her eyes were too sharp, her eyes held horror within them. Her eyes were the eyes of a killer, and she would kill me too.
Chapter 1- Home
"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, it isn't too late to change your minds, is it?", Renee asked as we headed off to board our plane.
"Mom! You know I'd follow Bella to the end of the world, not to mention, I love Forks!", I exclaimed loudly as we gave our final hugs.
Bella and I may have been twins, but we were almost polar opposites. While she had always been the quiet, clumsy, pale brunette, I was talkative, jumpy and unapologetically blonde. I could also be pretty mean. Throughout most of the middle school, I pretended that Bella was my cousin because I didn't want to be labelled the weird, 'bookworm', as we had been during elementary. By the time we were high school freshmen, we had formed newer friend circles and I had matured, so I came clean about being sisters.
The plane ride started out pretty boring, but halfway through, Bella grew tired of my excessive banter and glued her eyes to one of the most boring classics known to the English language, Wuthering Heights. I then pulled out my most favourite book in the universe, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Bella loved poking fun at how obsessed and protective I was with the entire Harry Potter series, but I could usually get her to shut up after I started bad-mouthing Jane Austen unless our mother was listening of course. Renee loved Austen stories, just as much as Bella. My sister and I both enjoyed reading, I just enjoyed the outdoors a bit more.
By the time our flight landed in Port Angeles, I was snoring like a pig, according to the pleasant old man, who had been forced to enjoy the window seat on my left, while Bella had to tug me a various amount of times to get me awake.
Several slow moments later, we were standing before a police cruiser, hauling our bags into the trunk and shoving whatever we couldn't fit, into the back seat. To be honest, more than sixty percent of the luggage belonged to me.
Just as Charlie and Bella had passed their awkward definition of a hug, and she had quickly slid away to the passenger seat, I jumped up and engulfed my father in a bone-crushing bear hug.
Half surprised at the abruptness and half relieved with the familiarity, he quickly hugged me back before setting me back on my feet and turning to the driver's seat of the car.
I loved Forks. I loved the greenery and the soothing rain the storm clouds would bring. I adored the peaceful small-town life it offered.
When my mom moved away from Forks with my four-year-old sister and myself, I missed Charlie the most and would cry for him and my home almost every night. That was when it was settled that I would visit Charlie every holiday and school break we had, while Bella would join me during the summer. When Bella decided that she didn't want to spend her summer in Forks anymore, when we were fourteen, it was all on her. From then on, Charlie vacationed in California with us for two weeks instead, while I went back with him to Forks for the rest of my summer.
"So, Dad, how have you been? How have Billy and Harry been doing? By the way, Leah hasn't been returning any of my calls since she broke up with Sam two years ago, so what's the one-oh-one on her life? Not to mention, Seth's emails were way too vague. By the way, Jake-", I started to speed interrogate Charlie when the car jerked to a stop. We were lucky that we were on a pretty empty road.
"Roxanne! Slow down kiddo, let me answer before you jump to the next question", my dad stated before starting the engine again, while Bella just sat there, she hated making any sort of conversation and always preferred the awkward silence. She had hoped Charlie would be like that, but around me, they were both usually warmer.
"I've been doing great sweetie, thanks for asking. Harry's recently gotten into some heart issue, but it shouldn't be that big of a deal as long as he exercises and maintains his diet according to the doctors and since Billy got into a wheelchair he sold me his car for Bella as a homecoming present-", Charlie began saying before I interrupted.
"The Chevy?", I asked.
"Wait, you got me car Charlie? You didn't need to do that, I was going to buy my own car!", Bella protested in her usual selfless ways. It was one of those qualities in my sister that I both adored and detested.
"Don't worry Bella, the thing runs great and I'm sure Jake probably worked some magic to give it a boost", I said assuredly to my sister.
"But you guys know how bad I am with car stuff, if something ever happened I wouldn't be able to afford a mechanic", Bella said nervously, trying to find a way out of accepting the car.
"Bella, Jake is great with cars, I'm sure he'd be prepared to help you with the car whenever you need it", Charlie reassured Bella.
Bella said thank you and Charlie turned slightly red before the conversation turned to me.
"Anyways, Leah's been doing a bit better I suppose, she's busied herself with a load of school committees, seeing as it is her senior year and she appears to want to make the most of it. I think Jacob is working on rebuilding some old car and I heard that his collecting parts", Charlie said to me.
Hearing about how my friends had changed made me feel as though I had missed out on a great part of their lives but knowing that I would be closer for at least the next two years, comforted me.
When we arrived in Forks, the sky already looked like a grey carpet with uneven patches. My head rushed with adrenaline as I imagined how I would spend my time in the rain and how staying in Forks with a degree of permanence suddenly made me feel as though I had finally returned home.
Once Charlie had helped me haul my bags into my room since Bella had such little amounts of belongings that she made it all by herself in one trip, I fell back onto my bed with a heavy sigh.
It was several moments before I finally got up and started unpacking.
My room was across the hallway from Bella's, it was the east bedroom that overlooked our backyard. It would have been identical to Bella's bedroom, with the wooden floor, peaked ceiling and yellow laced curtains, had Charlie and I not painted the walls a deep shade of forest green during my first summer back. Throughout the years, my crib turned into a twin bed, the rocking chair into a comfy armchair, the kitchen set Renee had bought Bella and I, replaced by a spacious Oakwood desk while my closet was rebuilt to include more space and mirrored doors. Charlie had also brought in a mahogany bookshelf when my interest in books became clear and a matching mahogany bedside table, which housed a lamp with intricate Native American designs, a birthday gift from Leah Clearwater, one of my best friends. The walls of my bedroom were also decorated with charts of Japanese alphabet characters (hiragana, katakana and kanji), a map of the world and photo frames with pictures of my friends and family.
Once I had finally managed to organise my additional clothing into my wardrobe, stowed my novels and non-fiction books (I know, they were boring- but I was a HUGE science enthusiast most of the time) into my already tight bookshelf, unloaded my accessories into my drawers, put my school necessities away in the drawers with my desk and plastered a few posters with quotes from some of my favourite books, mainly Harry Potter as well as a few other singular books, I was feeling elated.
I happily skipped down the stairs, to find that Charlie had ordered pizza and Bella was already occupying herself with doodling across the shopping list.
"Dad, Bella and I are going grocery shopping tomorrow afternoon so don't worry if we're not home by the time you get back and are you sure my bicycle is still ok to ride?", I asked Charlie.
Bella didn't seem to mind that I volunteered her services to go buy food, she must have been thinking the same thing, while Charlie appeared relieved.
"Sure, I checked the chains and the brakes this morning, it should be fine", Charlie said casually.
"Wait? Are you riding your bike to school? Won't you get wet? You know you could always ride with me", Bella said, taken aback by the sudden revelation.
"Don't worry Bells, Roxanne has been riding her bike around Forks and La Push since she was fourteen, the school isn't even that far away", our dad reassured Bella, but I knew that Bella was too much of a caring sister to let this go without an argument, so I stepped in.
"Bella, it'll be okay, I really enjoy riding my bike, especially in the rain, not to mention, my bag is waterproof, I'll be wearing a raincoat and my basket will hold anything else", I said to my sister.
I could see Bella wanted to say more, probably something about safety and cars on the road, but she was cut off by the sound of the doorbell when the pizza arrived.
After a dinner of pizza, mashed potatoes and gravy, I quickly brushed my teeth before heading off to my bedroom, since I knew Bella and Charlie would both be needing to use the bathroom soon.
Once again in the familiar and comfortable presence of my bedroom, I changed into my pyjamas, which consisted of an electric blue tank top and purple shorts.
I flipped onto my bed and snuggled under my blanket. Slowly the soothing lullaby of the rain rocked me into a deep slumber.
I was finally home.
Author's Note: Thank you very much for reading this, I plan to update this story every Wednesday and Friday night (In accordance with the Australian Eastern Standard time zone). I really hope you enjoyed it, I appreciate constructive criticism and am open to ideas you guys may have to suggest. Leave a review and follow (if you want me to keep going)!
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