Jamaican Sunshower: Hey peeps! I'm here with yet another story to share with you all! This one I hope is to your liking will catch your interests. I've been reading a few stories about Jacob and all of them move too fast for me. It's like Jacob sees a girl, a girl sees Jacob, and BOOM! They're a couple just like that! So, I'm writing one to see if I can do a little bit better than that. Please read, review, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own anything from Twilight and you know what belongs to Twilight.

Save Me From Myself

Chapter One: A New Sanctuary

Light, rapid footsteps pounded against the pavement as her legs pumped up and down fiercely. She forced herself to go faster, run harder, sprinting down the cold, lonely streets towards her house. She flew past other homes, each one dark and gloomy and trashed in the dead of night, just like hers is, only her house has a story, a very loud and violent one.

"AAAAAHHHHH!"

A scream rang through the air four houses down from where she came to a screeching halt, fear making her heart beat a thousand times faster. She resumed her running, going towards the only house that had lights on while the sounds of glass breaking and chairs being thrown reached her ears. Just before she reached the chain linked fence that surrounded the single story shack that was called a house, another figure came running out, a young woman carrying two small children with bags on their backs in their arms.

"Tiana! Tiana, what's going? What are you doing?" the girl asked the woman, Tiana.

"Here, take the kids, Sian!" Tiana told the teen girl, handing the little boy and girl over to Sian while also giving her a duffle bag.

"Tiana, I don't understand! What's happening!" Sian cried frantically as Tiana directed her towards the street in haste as a black Explorer pulled up to the curb.

Another cry emitted from the house followed by more glass breaking as two figures were seen in the window, one a woman and the other a burly man. The figure of the woman was fighting the man as he continuously hit and kicked her. The woman threw things at him to protect herself. Tiana pushed Sian and the two children into the car, the younger of the two girls crying out in frantic alarm when she didn't join them.

"Tiana! Tiana, what are you doing! You can't stay here!" Sian begged her, tears forming in her eyes.

Tiana ignored the younger girl's cry and pulled out three plane tickets, shoving them in Sian's hands.

"Tiana!" Sian cried out in panic before she was silenced.

"Sian, enough!" Tiana said firmly with a hint of panic in her voice when the violence in the house grew louder.

Sian simply looked at her sister as Tiana continued in a softer voice, "Now, Sian, you are going to the airport, okay? You are going to take Samuel and Loretta and you all are going to board the 9 o'clock plane to Seattle, Washington. From there, you are going to meet a man by the name of Herb, he's our uncle okay? He's going to drive you from Seattle to Forks. I need you to do this for me, okay?"

Throughout the entire time she was talking, Sian only chanted, "No, no, no, no."

"Listen to me, Sian, listen!" Tiana demanded, grabbing the girl through the window and shaking her, "Listen. I need you to be strong, little sis, okay? I need you to be strong for Sammy and Letty. They need you now. YOU are the big sister. I need you to promise me that you will protect them and keep yourselves safe, okay? Promise?"

Sian was crying now, but she managed to nod her head and whimper out, "Promise."

Tiana smiled at her little sister as she kissed her forehead tenderly, "Good girl. I love you, okay? I love all three of you. I'm counting on you to keep your promise. Don't let me down."

Sian shook her head furiously, wiping her tears away to the best of her ability.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Both girls jumped at gunshots ringing through the air, both frozen with fear as the children began to cry.

"Go! Go! Go! Get them out of here!" Tiana said to the driver who floored it and took off down the street.

"TIANA!" Sian cried as her sister disappeared back into the house of violence, the sound of a gun going off the last thing Sian would hear.

She started in her sleep, jerking awake as the flashes in her memories filled her head. Sian rubbed her eyes blurrily with an ebony hand, strange, crystal blue orbs trying to focus on her surroundings.

"You okay, there, little girl?" a deep voice asked aloud, catching Sian's attention.

The girl turned her head to the man sitting in the driver's seat, his brown, leathery skin, graying hair, mustache, and worried brown eyes filling her vision. This was her uncle Herb, well, sort of. He was a friend of the family before…things went bad. Sian's older sister, Tiana, was the only one who actually kept in touch with him and had asked him for one favor: to drive Sian and her two little siblings to Forks, Washington. Herb, of course, agreed whole-heartedly.

"Um, yeah…yeah, I'm fine," Sian answered, her voice a little raspy from going unused for so long; they had been driving for hours.

"You sure? You looked like you were having a pretty restless dream there," Herb analyzed, his worried gaze flickering from Sian to the road.

"It was just a dream, nothing big. I'm fine," Sian replied, looking at her hands.

Herb looked at her once more, but said nothing as he continued driving. Sian was grateful for the silence as she looked behind her to the two smaller passengers in the car. Her little brother and sister, 4-year-old Samuel and 3-year-old Loretta, were fast asleep in the backseat, each completely oblivious to the time of day. Sian smiled, reaching back to gently stroke Loretta's baby soft, caramel colored cheek and pat Samuel's nicely cut hair. She then turned her attention back to the front, her eyes taking in the scenery as trees surrounded them and the skies were filled with clouds.

"Wasn't it…sunny an hour ago?" she asked slowly, wondering if clouds filling the skies like this was a good thing.

Herb chuckled and said, "It was, back in the last town, but now, we're in Forks, Washington and this place hardly gets any sun."

"So…it's cloudy like this…all the time?" Sian questioned again, not exactly sure she was okay with this permanent weather change.

"I know it's a little different than from California weather, but I'm sure you'll get used to it," Uncle Herb said in a playful manner, giving a small smile to his young niece.

"Did you get used to it?" Sian muttered, still staring at the clouds in the sky.

"Hehehe…no," Herb deadpanned as if giving it an afterthought, "That's why I live in Seattle."

Sian leaned back in her seat, giving Herb a dead look, before sighing and staring at the road ahead of them, giving up on trying to find the silver lining in this situation. Herb glanced at her for a moment before turning his eyes back to the road, covering her smaller, ebony hand with his larger, rougher one in a reassuring gesture.

"It's going to be okay, baby girl, I know it is. If you're anything like your sister, you'll do all right," he said gently, doing his best to make her feel better.

It didn't exactly work; the mention of Tiana made Sian's chest tighten, feeling worry starting to cloud her mind like the clouds were filling the sky. She wondered how her sister was doing, it's been two days since Sian and her younger siblings left California and went into Washington and the teenager hadn't heard a word from her older sister. Sian was almost sick with worry; if she wasn't busying herself with worrying about her little siblings, then she was worrying about Tiana and if she wasn't worrying about Tiana, then she was occupying herself with her little siblings. She's going to have gray hair before she's twenty, she can feel it.

They drove for about another hour in a half through the sleepy town of Forks, Washington, everything looking pretty dank and boring and…wet even. Did it rain all the time in Forks too? Sian felt some relief when she remembered that she wasn't going to be living in Forks, not according to the directions Herb was given by Tiana. Instead, Sian, Samuel, and Loretta were going to be residing with their grandmother on their mother's side, Margaret Jackson, on a Indian reservation called La Push.

"Why, exactly, does my grandmother live on an Indian reservation? She's black," Sian asked Herb, narrowing her eyes in concentration.

Herb chuckled before saying, "She liked the locals and she liked the house that she bought there. Said it made her feel comfortable and welcomed."

"But I thought Indians were hostile and territorial," Sian commented, feeling a little confused.

"Well, first off, times have changed since the Europeans have colonized, Sian," Herb replied jokingly, "And second off, I couldn't really tell you personally. I haven't even been to the reservation let alone met the locals and all that. This will be my first time too."

Sian simply looked at the man driving and said nothing more, feeling slightly nervous. She passed by the town that was in La Push, seeing small shops and little restaurants and the locals walking about with their friends and family. The people would stop and stare at the car as Herb drove by, probably wondering what new face was making an entrance in their town. Sian felt alone all of a sudden, like an alien about to land. What would they think of her and her siblings? Would they probe her for a reason as to why she came? Would they shun her if they knew the reason? Would they give Samuel and Loretta a hard time? All these questions and not a single answer to them.

Herb eventually drove past the town and continued on into more of a residential area. Sian saw a bunch of tiny houses, literally. They looked more like shacks with color than houses and a lot less comfortable. They made her wonder if her grandmother's house was just as small and if it was…oh crap.

'Well, it can't be any worse than when we were at home,' she thought to herself, letting her head drop back onto the seat and closing her eyes.

It felt like her eyes were barely closed for three minutes before she felt the car start to slow to a stop and Herb said, "Okay, we're here."

Sian opened her eyes again and looked out the window as Herb continued, "At least, I think this is the place."

The house, and I mean an actual structure that looked like a HOUSE, was beautiful. It was two story, built farther down a semi-long driveway surrounded by the trees of the forests. It was painted a pretty lilac color and had the whole Victorian Era feel to it, but not in a stuffy way. There were pretty flowers blooming on the edge of the house and the walkway and a spacious porch with a porch swing and there was a tire swing on the huge tree right outside the house as well. The leaves of the tree sort of hung over the house, shielding most of it from imaginary rays from the sun. It was huge, it was beautiful, and it was their new home.

Home.

Sian and Herb stepped out of the car just as an elderly lady came bounding out of the front door. She was about two inches taller than Sian with a head full of fluffy, gray hair that curled about her ears. Her eyes were a chocolaty brown, her skin the color of bark, and her smile bright and warm. This was Margaret Jackson, grandmother to Sian, Loretta, Samuel, and Tiana. The older woman let out a jubilant cry as she caught sight of three of her four grandchildren, running to Sian and embracing her warmly.

"Oh, my goodness, child! It is so good to see you again, Sian! I've been so excited to hear that you all were coming!" she said in excitement, holding the teenager close to her as if letting her go would be the end of her.

Sian felt a little awkward with this woman hugging her so tightly, as if they knew each other very well. The last time Sian saw her grandmother was when she was 10 years old, when things were a little better. She patted the older woman awkwardly, laughing with a strained voice.

"Um…it's good to see you too…grandma," she greeted slowly.

Grandma Margaret released her second eldest grand child and giggled happily, "Oh, oh, I'm sorry, baby! I know it's been a long time since you've seen me and the hug was probably a little awkward!"

Sian gave another uneasy laugh, "No…no, it was okay. I'm just not…that used to it."

"Oooooh! And this must be little Sammy and Letty!" Grandma Margaret continued, moving around Sian to see the little children who were starting to stir from their sleep.

She unstrapped Loretta from her car seat, the baby girl rubbing her eyes tiredly and blinking in confusion. Grandma Margaret raised Loretta above her head, smiling brightly at the little girl and making baby noises. She then brought her in for a hug as Loretta laid her head on Grandma Margaret's shoulder, still a little dazed from such a long sleep.

"Oh, she is so precious!" the elderly woman cooed as she played with Loretta's braids.

While she handled her sister, Sian moved to unstrap Samuel from his car seat as well, cradling him on her hip as she smiled and pinched his cheek. The little boy laid his head on her shoulder, moving his small hand to grab at her curly hair.

"Hey, little bro, time to wake up," she said softly, rocking him around, "We're at grandma's house now."

"Ooooh! He is just so adorable!" Grandma Margaret gushed as she moved to pinch Samuel's cheek as well.

The little boy simply stared at her before turning his face into Sian's neck, shyly hiding himself. The elderly woman laughed boisterously before beckoning Sian to follow her to the house.

"Well, I'm sure you all are tired and would like to get inside and freshen up, so let's go," she said as she started to make her way to the front door, cooing at little Loretta who was starting to wake up a little more and respond to her grandmother.

"I'll help you with some of those bags, Uncle Herb," Sian offered the man as she hauled her bag along with Samuel's and Loretta's bags in his arms.

The man grunted a little before saying, "No, no, that's alright, Sian, I got these. You just get inside with the kids, okay?"

Sian looked a little unsure but agreed reluctantly and followed her grandmother into the house. It was even more beautiful on the inside than on the out. There was an open space once you entered the house, showcasing a spiral staircase with blue, carpeted steps and a balcony on the top floor. If you go to the left, you find yourself in the living room, a very spacious place with very comfy, white, leather couches, a dark brown coffee table, blue carpeting like the stairs, a large fire place and cream colored walls. Right across from the living room through an adjoining door was the dining room with green colored walls, a lovely brown dining table, and a glass dish holder. And joining to the dining room was the kitchen complete with state of the art home appliances and warmly painted walls with a window over the sink that overlooked the backyard. On the other side of the staircase to the right was a completely separate room, the den, that held a black, comfy couch, a love seat, a single seat, and a dark brown coffee table complete with a large plasma screen TV.

Sian was completely amazed by the house, gawking in awe at the grandness of it; "You have a beautiful house, grandma," she said almost breathlessly.

"Thank you, child. I made sure to decorate it with a little more modern touch," Grandma Margaret said with pride as she made her way to the stairs, "Well, come on. Follow me, Sian and let me show you your rooms."

Sian did as she was told and followed her grandmother up the stairs with Samuel and Loretta in their arms. They made their way down the blue, carpeted hallway, stopping at the first door on the right. Grandma Margaret opened the door to reveal a little girl's room complete with pink wall paper, a twin sized bed with a pink comforter and pillows made in various shades of pink and white, pink curtains, and white furniture. In the corner was a pile of stuffed animals next to a little, makeup dresser perfect for a little girl to play with. Grandma Margaret put Loretta down on the floor as the little girl looked around her room in awe, the same look on Sian's face.

"This is Loretta's room," Grandma Margaret said jubilantly as little Loretta ran towards the pile of stuffed animals and jumped into the middle of it.

Sian laughed in amazement, looking around the room in wonder. Loretta actually had her own room; Sian was so happy for her.

"Well, looks like Letty likes it!" the elderly woman said before turning from the room to go further down the hall.

She went to the room right next to Loretta's and said, "And this, my dear children, is Samuel's room!"

She whisked the door open to reveal a room completely meant for the little boys. The walls were a dark blue, his twin-sized bed done up in a dark blue comforter with blue and green pillows. His furniture was black and the carpet was a print of a city with wide streets. In the corner right corner was a Hot Wheels Garage set with tons of little cars set up in it already. And in the left corner, just under the window, was a dinosaur play set. Sian set Samuel down, the little boy running around his room, throwing himself down on the soft carpet and laughing out gaily. She almost felt like crying, she was so astounded. So much done for her little siblings; they've never been treated so nicely before. They've always been deprived of life's leisures.

Before Sian could continue on her thought process, Grandma Margaret tapped her shoulder, the girl turning her crystal blue eyes to elderly woman. Grandma Margaret indicated for Sian to follow her as she moved to the last room down the hall on the left side. She stopped outside of the door, Sian stopping with her, and slowly opened the wooden barrier. Sian peered inside, her heart nearly stopping and tears springing to her eyes instantly. Her room was absolutely beautiful; the walls were painted a lovely lilac color, the curtains a deep purple. Her queen-sized bed was decorated with a thick light blue and purple comforter and various pillows that ranged from blue, purple, fluffy and soft. Her dressers were painted the same color as the walls, a desk in the corner next to her bed that had a brand new laptop sitting a top of it. On the opposite wall from her bed was a plasma screen TV with a DVD player hooked up to it and a variety of movies. Sian moved into the room, utterly speechless as she stared at her surroundings.

"I wasn't sure what colors you liked, but from what I had remembered Tiana telling me the last time I talked to her a few years ago, your favorite colors were purple and blue," Grandma Margaret voiced, gauging her granddaughters expression, "I hope it's to your liking."

Sian shook her head as she gently touched the comforter on her bed; "It's perfect," she managed to whisper, fighting the tears back, "Back home…none of us really had beds. Loretta and Samuel slept on a futon in the only other room in the house and Tiana and I slept on the couches."

She then turned her teary eyes to her grandmother and shook her head, "You didn't have to do this for us, you know. You didn't have to put yourself through all of this for our benefit."

Grandma Margaret smiled warmly at her granddaughter, moving towards her and gripping her shoulders gently while saying, "I know, baby girl. I WANTED to do this for you. You all are my grandchildren after all and…you've been mistreated long enough. As long as you live under this roof, I will take care of you to the best of my ability."

Sian nodded her head, biting her lip as the tears began to fall from her eyes. Grandma Margaret pulled her in for a warm hug, holding her granddaughter safely in her arms, telling her that everything was going to be okay now. They pulled away after a minute, both laughing at the sappy moment as Sian wiped her tears.

"Well, I'll let you get situated in here now, okay? I'll go downstairs and see if Herb needs any help and make us all some lunch," the elderly woman said, patting Sian's shoulders before moving to leave the room.

Sian watched the woman leave, taking deep breaths to calm her breathing pattern as she looked around her room once more.

"Sian?" an adorable, tiny voice called from the door.

The blue-eyed girl whipped around at the voice, her little brother and sister standing in her doorway holding hands coming into view.

"Hey, you guys," she said in a soft voice, the two small children running towards her as she sat on her bed.

She lifted them both into her lap, both laying their heads on her shoulders and cuddling close to her; "Do you two like your new rooms?" Sian asked them.

"Uh huh! My room is pwetty with pink walls and lots and lots of toys," little Loretta responded, making weird patterns in the air with her finger to describe to her sister her new room.

"Mine is blue with cool cars and dinosauws. They go 'rooooaarrr!'," Samuel replied, making a scary face as he made claws out of his tiny hands.

"Roar? Oh no! Will the dinosaurs get me?" Sian laughed, playing along with her little brother.

"No, they won't get'chyou if you are a nice pewson and, and you're a nice pewson, Sian. You're a good big sistah," Samuel answered, playing with the buttons on Sian's jacket.

Sian laughed at her little brother, hugging her two little siblings close to her. Samuel and Loretta wrapped their arms around Sian's neck in their own hug, all of them falling into a comfortable silence. It was only broken when Samuel spoke again.

"Sian?" his little voice asked.

"Hmm? Yes, Sammy?" Sian responded, looking down as Samuel lifted his head and looked back at her.

"Is this ouwa new home?" he asked her, his big, innocent brown eyes questioning.

Sian was silent for a moment before she smiled softly and nodded her head, "Yes, Sammy, for now, this is our new home."

"Will we see Tiana again?" he continued, little Loretta lifting her head as well.

"I want to see Tiana," the little girl added, pulling on one of her braids.

Sian took a deep breath and kept smiling, "We will see Tiana again, okay? It's just…going to take a little bit of time."

"What is Tiana doing?" Samuel pressed.

"She's taking care of some business," Sian answered simply.

"I miss Tiana," Loretta said, taking Sian's star necklace in her hand and playing with it.

Sian's eyes darkened a little bit as she thought about her sister, worry starting to ebb away at her mind again. But she put a smile back on her face and rubbed her little siblings' heads, giving them each a kiss on their foreheads.

"I miss her too, you guys, but I promise you, we will see her again," Loretta and Samuel looked up at her with innocent eyes, "We will be all right."

With that, Sian gave them both a warm hug, holding them as if that was the last time she was going to see them. She stayed that way for several long minutes, just basking in the realness of her little brother and sister and their safety.

"Kids! I've made you all some lunch!" Grandma Margaret said from downstairs, breaking the peace upstairs.

Sian reluctantly released her little brother and sister and set them on the ground; "Okay, you two, let's go and get something to eat," she said, pushing them towards the door.

The two toddlers ran towards the hallway, heading for downstairs as Sian warned, "No running!"

She smiled as they disappeared from out of her sight, sighing to herself as she looked around her room once more. She looked at the beauty, at the comfort, at her sanctuary…and smiled.

"Yup…we'll be all right," she whispered to the silence before she herself made her way downstairs.

End Chapter

Jamaican Sunshower: Well, there you go! The first chapter done! What do you guys think? I was trying to do something a little new, something that hasn't exactly been done before and I hope you guys liked it! Please review this because reviews make me happy and actually motivate me to keep going! See you guys next time! Hopefully.