Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters (except for my own whom I love to pieces!)
Rating: T (language)
Pairing: SC/OC, JB/EC (and the other standard pairings).
Warnings: Slash, fluff, worrying parents...Edward :]
Happy New Year! This is the sequel to Rising Tides! I do hope you enjoy it as much as I think you will! I posted chapter one along with this prologue so read both and tell me what you think! Leave it to the birds or continue on? P.S. there is more of an author's note in chapter one!!!
Enjoy!
Prologue: Five Years Later
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"Your son--"
"My son? He's your son too."
Edward let out a sigh, ran his hand through his already-messy hair, then trained his golden eyes on me. I waited, not pissed enough to forget my manners and punch him in his jaw for being so thoughtless and selfish…and moody, and depressing, and stupid, and heartless, and--
"I'm sorry Jake," he mumbled against the top of my head, pulling me close into his body and holding me there like his life depended on it. It didn't really phase me that in less than a second he wasn't standing by the bedroom window anymore, brooding and whatnot. I wasn't convinced though.
"You're right about all of those things. I'm thoughtless, selfish, moody, depressing, stupid, heartless--" "Fucking fucker," I added, making sure I got that one in. I felt him nod before he sighed again.
I groaned, pulling away slightly to look at his face, "I forgive you Edward, but moping about August's future won't change anything. He's growing up and you have to accept it. I do."
Whenever Edward doesn't believe a word that I say, he does this weird thing with his eyes…as if he's trying to see through me. Or convince me to tell him the truth…he can already read my mind so I don't know why the extra trouble is necessary.
"You accept it but you're not happy," he finally let on and I had to admit…he was right. My shoulders slumped a little and I moved away from him to stand by the window he'd just moved away from. Looking outside into the area we'd cleared some time ago for him, I could see him sitting under a tree reading a thick book of some sort.
I shook my head at how much he reminded me of Edward with his head bent down and his knees bent towards his chest. I felt said vampire come up behind me and rest his hands on my hips. "Look at him Jacob…it's so surreal to see how quickly he's grown up in the last four years," he breathed into my ear.
And I did look….He had dark, wavy hair that nearly matched Edward's if it were a shade lighter and that hung loosely down his back, I'd never bothered cutting it and he'd never bothered either. His skin, which had lightened over time, was nearly as pale as the Cullens' but not quite so much. He tanned surprisingly well in the summer…. And his eyes. His eyes were much different than they'd been the first time I'd ever seen them--green when he was born, now, hazel with flecks of emerald green.
"He's going to be trouble."
"He's growing up," Edward agreed.
(A/N: Leave your thoughts my lovelies!)