ONLY BY THE NIGHT
Yes, two posts in one day! Imagine that! Lol.
This is one of those stories that just couldn't get out of my head, but never had the time to write it down. So now, I finally am.
And no, this will not be one of those Carlisle/Bella stories. I write E/B stories only!
The movie Welcome to the Riley's gave me the inspiration to write it.
Hope you'll like it.
As usual, Stephenie own Twilight and all her characters. All the usual mistakes are mine.
Carlisle
As I was getting out of the gas station, I couldn't not recognize the girl that was standing all alone on the other side of the road. At first I thought she was probably lost, until I took another good look at whatever she was wearing. I couldn't see quite well, but it looked like she was wearing those clothes for only one purpose; to attract attention. The wind suddenly picked up and I knew with thin clothes like that, she couldn't have been doing this out of pleasure, or just something she wanted, she enjoyed. She was doing this because it was the only thing she could do to survive. So she wouldn't starve to death. Just then did I see a car approaching. I quickly got in the car, not really knowing what my plans were, but only knowing that I didn't want her to get in that car with a stranger.
And what are you? Her uncle?
I ignored the thought.
Just as I made a turn, I saw she was still standing there, the car quickly speeding away. She made a disgusted face, holding her thin jacket tightly between her chest.
I sighed out of relief when I saw she was still there. And just when I rolled down the window, stopping my car right next to her did I finally see how young she was. She didn't look a day older than 16.
She leaned on to the car, giving me a smile.
As I took a good look at her, I could see the similarities—how they both shared the same hair color—dark brown— the same eye color, the color of warm chocolate, the same shape of the nose,(if you don't include the little bump) lips—and yet as they looked similar, they were both different in so many ways—and this girl, she looked anything but sweet or innocent. Her posture was rigid- and not just because she was freezing, because it was obvious she had no one in her life to take care of her. She was an island. The current look in her eyes wasn't warm, but distant and cold. Even her smile was cold. Fake.
"Well, hello there handsome. Wanna have some fun?"
I didn't know what to say. What to do? Why was I even here, in the first place?
You know exactly why you're here.
Her smile shrank a little. "Well? What's it gonna be? I don't have all night here, you know?"
So I said the only thing that was left to do. "Get in."
So, what do you think? Love it? Hate it? Tell me. Don't be shy. ;)