Author's Note/Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga, or anything affiliated it. I am paranoid so this story is rated T, could change because of language...don't know yet. I am back by the way and unlike the others this story has been stewing for years so I will never run out of ideas.
Red is the Only Thing between Us Chapter 1I always feared death; I guess that is a pretty stupid thing to say considering most people do fear death. No one wants to die. I even used to joke with my mom that if I she was ever given the chance to become immortal she wouldn't do it. Her life was already miserable so why would she want to prolong this misery. I can see her point...but to someone who doesn't have the belief that there is something after this life, that when we take our final bow and that's it; my mom does not offer any comfort. I never want to leave...not really because I fear death completely. It is because I knew that I would never have children and that would mean that eventually everyone would forget me...I would become truly invisible.
I felt invisible all through my life. No one ever really seemed to see me...the true me. Though I suppose that is my fault; I never let anyone in. Not that they would like what they saw if they knew everything about me. I was afraid...ugh here we go again with fear.
My only true friend was Cassadee Reignheart, and even she didn't notice everything. At least when I was feeling low she was like a bolt of lightning hitting me to energize me again (or how she put it, "a transfer of hyper"). Well, I guess someone would remember Amethyst McClaire...one person...great.
"Ame, come on they're going think that we aren't leaving. Hurry up!" Cassadee called from the bottom of the stairs.
I had planned to stay with my grandmother in Washington for a year before going off to University (my parents didn't quite have enough money saved to shell out that much cash). I would go to work there for my aunt's book store and earn my money while I lived with my grandmother (who really could use the help). Cassadee was going to live with us after her visit to British Columbia...don't ask me why she was going there. First, we both had to settle in.
"The century is over, you missed it already" she said with a smile when I finally made it down stairs.
"Dee, remind me again...Why are you site seeing in British Columbia when we are going to live in Washington?" I asked dragging the last big box to the door to get her help to lift it.
"Because you can't get the same feel in Washington that you do in B.C., come on Ame wouldn't you want to see the Rockies?" Cassadee said picking up the other side of the box.
"No, unlike you I don't want to even move to Washington I am happy wherever I live. I don't need to explore. Remember in high school how miserable I was on that trip to France and Italy?" I said sliding the box into the side of the car.
"How could I forget? The first night you had a plan on how to murder all of the others and not get caught. Which was fun to plan by the way" she said with a sigh then a slight giggle at the memory.
"I would have if you weren't there. Some of them were quite disrespectful towards me" I said with a huff.
"Yeah, because everyone is as politically correct as us" she said rolling her eyes, which caused me to roll mine in response. "So, your parent's didn't want to see you off?"
"There are too busy...so they say. It's fine though, it's been like that for what five years?" I said.
"Yeah, I guess so" she said getting into the driver's seat. I raised an eyebrow.
"Who said that you can drive, huh?" I said slamming the back passenger door.
"Because you slam the doors all the time. Who knows what your driving would inflict on it" she said rubbing the dash board.
"Sometimes I wonder who you love more the car or you" I said climbing in the passenger door, and shutting it with a loud resonating slam.
"That's easy if it was my life or the car; I would choose the car...wait no I would choose me, then buy a new and better car" she said turning the ignition.
"Good to know..." I said rubbing my temples. This was going to be a very, very long car ride...
"Time for driving songs" she said in a chipper tone, as she drove down the street.
"No Dee. No, driving songs you are going to give me a headache from Oregon all the way to Washington" I said putting my face in my hands.
"Fine, but I pick the station" she said in a matter-of –fact tone.
After hours of driving I was ready to kill her. She just had to put on a station with country music, really what was the appeal?
"Stop being such a stick in the mud. We're here, and look Grands is waiting outside to meet us" she said pulling into the drive way.
"Never mind that, it's raining" I said with a smile. I always felt so free in the rain; of course it also helped that rain meant no burning of my permanently pale skin.
"Whatever, pale kid" she said getting out of the car.
"Gee thanks..." I said getting out as well. I could get used to living here. Everything was green, and breathtaking. Best of all, the normally barely-there smell was pungent here; crisp and clean.
"There they are my lovely granddaughter and her alien friend" my grandmother said with a smile that showed the crinkles in her face.
"I am not an alien Mrs. McClaire, I have told you before. I am just exuberant" Cassadee said with a cheeky grin.
"I know, but allow an old woman some fun. Heaven knows I need it" grandma said with a smile. She had aged a lot since I last saw her, but as always a little of her hair in the back was still dark brown.
"You have certainly grown young lady. You look more like your mom, and my mother every day. Good thing too because you don't want your father's nose" grandma laughed.
"No, that would be terrible. I think my mother would have sent me back if I had been cursed with that" I said.
"I always thought that it was a good nose to party in...Plenty of room" Cassadee said, making my grandma snort.
"Dee..." I said in a warring tone that had no real anger behind it.
"What? I'm just saying..." Cassadee said raising her hands.
"And quite right you are too. The problem with my Amethyst is that she doesn't have a man. My only grandchild and I'll never see kids out of her. Too modern to need a man" grandma said shaking her head.
"She can pass them my way...if she ever has anyone that is interested in her. I think that they are too scared that she'll drop kick them if they come within a 2-mile radius" Cassadee said.
"You are standing closer than that and I haven't drop kicked you yet" I said sarcastically.
"Key word is yet, there Ame" she said pointing a finger.
"I would never do that even if I knew how" I said plainly.
"I know, but it doesn't mean that you don't think about it sweetie. Even I do" grandma said ushering us upstairs to our rooms.
"That's true, good night grandma" I said going into my room. Glad that we had sent our stuff up in stages so that it was all here before we even arrived.
"Good night," Cassadee said walking into her room opposite mine.
"Don't let the bed bugs and mountain lions bite" grandma said jokingly.
"If they do it would be amazing to find a mountain lion had climbed into a two-story house surrounded by nothing" I called through the door.
"Always the practical one," Cassadee called from her room.
New day, new place...doubt anything exciting will happen.