This is my first Twilight story and begins towards the ending of Eclipse. I'd just like to say that the act of reading a novel is a persoanl experience. This is my interpretation of the characters and I realize there will be differences in opinion. This is my take on things. I hope you all enjoy this story and I will have more chapters up as soon as possible.

This story will be written first person and both Delilah and Jacob will have their own accounts.

Delilah Byrne is my character. I created her. The rest I do not own and are creations of Stephenie Meyer. Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think. Feedback is appreciated.

Jacob

Her name was Delilah Byrne. First and foremost, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt she was one of them. A leech. Secondly, she was one of the most fascinating beings I'd ever met in my entire life. She had long raven hair, flowing down to the middle of her back. It had been parted in half and looked as if she'd bleached the innermost bottom layer.

I suddenly shook my head violently, my hands gripping the steering wheel of my Rabbit as I attempted to remove the image of her questioning tawny eyes and small, slightly open, mouth out of my mind. The first and only moment I'd ever seen her.

//Flashback//

I had been at Bella's house to visit my best friend. The girl I'd so loved and missed. I parked my Rabbit a little ways away from her house noticing Charlie's cruiser was not yet there. I got out of my car and slammed the door maybe a little too hard as I stepped out.

Suddenly, with a whoosh of air an unfamiliar car pulled up in front of the house. With my hands in my pockets I stopped in my tracks, knitting my brows together. I'd sensed him and wasn't exactly surprised when he emerged.

Bella and her vampire came out of the car and he as immediately by her side, arm wrapped protectively around her waist.

"Bella!" I cupped my hands around my mouth and shouted at her.

She quickly glanced around, followed by that bloodsucker of hers. I read the distaste in his face and managed a sneer right back at him. Bella furrowed her brows then shook her head, eyes apologetic.

Before I could do anything, he'd guided her away into the house. That selfish jerk! I glanced in their direction then slowly turned around, kicking at a rock in frustration. I really didn't get to see Bella anymore because of him. A deep, exasperated sigh escaped my lips and I frowned.

It was then that I saw her. Standing right next to the passenger side door of my Rabbit was the vampire, with her perfectly straightened hair waving around in the wind. She acted as if I was the only person in the world and it was unnerving. I stared back at her, my fists clenched and muscles stiffened. What the hell? First Edward and now her. Today had already been bad enough, but whatever.

I narrowed my eyes at the tiny bloodsucker. It was true she was small, couldn't have been over 5'2", yet she continued to stare at me, blinking inquisitively. Nothing about her expression gave off fear and it was obvious she knew what I was. Her audacity was infuriating me to the point where I felt my whole body begin to tremble. The whole while, that curious look on her face only deepened. I took in several deep breaths to try and calm myself.

"Is this your car?" She spoke, placing both hands on her hips as she eyed my car with intrigue. Her voice had been just as small as she was, but was just as clear as a bell.

I gave the tiny leech my most incredulous stare and marched right in front of her. Her golden hues shot straight up at my own black ones, still wondering, still unafraid. She let out a soft sigh then took a step forward into me and the proximity was nearly unbearable. My left nostril twitched and my fingernails dug deeply into my palms.

"I was just wondering…'cause it's a great car." She nodded with a shrug.

Her gaze was suddenly fixated on my car again and I felt my expression change from that of fury to confusion. What was her deal? Was she messing with me? I stared down hard at the ground for a second before looking up only to realize I'd been ditched.

As quickly as she'd appeared she'd disappeared. It was as if she'd never even been there in the first place. I frowned and shook my head a little. Had I imagined her? A vision induced by my anger and well…sadness. I heaved a deep sigh and proceeded to get into my car, hoping this tiny girl had really not been real and I'd never see her again.

//End Flashback//

I pushed back into the seat and frowned. It'd just hit me. The others probably already knew everything. It had only happened maybe an hour ago, but it was inevitable anyhow.

Slumped into the seat, I stared idly out the windshield and at my garage with the driver's side door halfway open. I was debating whether or not to get out just yet, but was being interrupted every so often by an annoying mosquito of sorts. Why couldn't I get the freak off my mind?

There wasn't anything particularly memorable about her. She wore a pair of tight dark jeans that clung complimentarily to her legs. Her shirt wasn't anything fancy, just a plain black tee that sported a recycling supportive logo. Even her black and white Adidas shoes matched how casual she'd seemed with her ever so annoying laid-back attitude.

Why was I even thinking about her? I didn't want to go into the house now. My dad would probably ask about my day and I really didn't feel like talking about it just yet, besides I really didn't want to move from my spot any time soon. I had a lot to think about.

Delilah

His scent, his appearance, even the expression on his face told me it really wouldn't be worth it to bother with him. However, I went against my "better" judgment and approached the werewolf. It's funny, being a vampire you'd think I'd be repulsed the closer I got to him, but when I neared him and took in the entirety of his looks I was entranced.

His dark skin emanating heat like a warm fire made him that much more beautiful. The threat of danger pulled me closer as well. It went against all that I was, but the moment my eyes met his dark angry orbs I knew I had to find out more about him.

Thinking back on it now I have no idea why I'd followed Edward and his human girlfriend, Bella, home from school. But let me back up a bit…after the change I'd never been an entirely social person and had rejected the idea of drinking human blood, so when I met the Cullens in Forks I thought I'd struck gold. They seemed perfect for me and welcomed me with open arms, even letting me stay with them for a while.

Though I could never thank Carlisle and Esme enough, I had to decline on their offer to have me come live with them. It just didn't feel exactly right to me, but I still talked with the family. Edward was especially interesting because his mind-reading capability did not work on me and it confused him.

He had been the most fun to play around with because of his inability to take anything with a grain of salt. He was so sensitive, especially about his precious Bella. His overly-protective nature toward her gave me the giggles. Perhaps it was because I hadn't quite grasped the intense feelings of love he had for the girl. Either way, I rather enjoyed watching the two.

When I spotted the beautiful Rabbit coming to a halt near the house, I knew this was my chance. I know it might sound stalker-ish hiding out behind trees in the forest and behind cars, but I admired Edward and Bella's relationship so much. It was the sort of thing a girl like me could only dream about having. They were my little research project. My goal.

So when the owner stepped out of his perfect automobile I quickly dashed to hide behind the front bumper to spy. I hadn't counted on him being a werewolf and along with that a friend of Bella's. Strange turn of events and bad planning on my part, so being the girl I am, instead of running away fast as a flash I darted out from hiding and pretended to be admiring his car.

Admittedly, it was quite the dumb plan. However, I don't regret it. I had been given the chance to meet a beautiful creature. One I didn't quite understand and by just one glance found him completely and utterly fascinating. After speaking with him briefly I disappeared from the scene, taking in, from the few moments, his distaste for me. I couldn't exactly blame him. It wasn't like werewolves and vampires were the best of friends anyhow.

I watched from my previous spot in the trees as he sped off, imagining the mixture of emotions that were probably playing across his exquisite face right about now. Anger, confusion, frustration. None of them exactly good, but still he had to have been the loveliest man I'd ever come across. Bad temper or not.

At that moment I knew I had to see him again, even if it cost me my life. The rest of eternity would seem pretty dull and rather pointless to live out if I at least didn't get one more glance at his dazzling eyes and possibly hear that gloriously husky voice once again.

Could it be possible? Had I fallen for a werewolf? I shook my head, unwilling to accept such an idea. Though it would be just like me to go and get myself into something completely off-the-wall like that.