Prologue-
I was laying in bed silently tossing and turning trying not to drift into my nightmares, they were bad enough when I was awake. I was twelve years old and my mother and father couldn't do anything but fight and scream at each other. My big brother wasn't hardly here enough to protect me from my father's rages after him and my mother argued. I guess being married to someone who was obsessed with vampires, werewolves, and jack Daniels was starting to where on her. It scared me when they got mad at each other.
I could hear them screaming at each other from here. Just laying here with nothing to drown out there screaming, wanting so badly to run away. To call and tell Sam that I was leaving and never coming back, to tell him not to come looking for me like I knew he would. He was the only person in this world who cared about me except for a girl I met a couple years back when we went to Mississippi. She was really nice. Her name was Alice and she was my best friend.
Suddenly I heard a crashing and I could just make out what they were saying. "I used to love you! You were my husband! We have two children together! But your drunk nights and you obsession with mythical creatures has gone too far Joseph! I'm leaving!" Then i heard the front door open and slam shut. I started to cry. I didn't even realize I was doing it until they began pouring out of my eyes.
My mother was gone. I was going to be here with no protection from my dad. I was horrified. She wasn't even a very good mom but she was still mine. I still loved her just as much as I should. I layed there for a minute and cried then, when I was sure my father was in his room, I got up out of bed and found my jeans and a t-shirt that was once Sam's, and slipped on my tennis shoes. When I was done getting dressed I left. With nothing but the clothes on my back I left. I opened my bedroom window stood up on the window Ceil and jumped.
I thought about closing my eyes because even though Sam had thrown me into this tree multiple times I didn't know if I could make it, but I did. I hit the tree and wrapped my arms around the branch swinging myself up into it to avoid falling. I had a few scratches on my face and arms but that was nothing compared to what I would have looked like it I would have missed the jump. I looked across and realized that it really wasn't that far of a space that I had cleared.
I might have been an athletic child but I had still doubted my abilities to hit the tree. I placed my feet in the foot holds that Sam had once made and started my decent down the tree. It was easier then I had expected to get through without my big bother showing me how to get down but I still did it. I made it to the bottom of the tree without much further harm and started running. I didn't know where I was headed and I didn't care, I just ran. I dashed through the trees of the thick forest that surrounded the La Push reservation.
When I hit the park it started to rain. I mean a torrential downpour of water falling on me out of the sky. I sat down on the swing, not afraid of getting wet or struck by lightning and started to cry. My life had been so easy until I had turned 10 and then it all moved downhill. My parents started fighting my dad started to drink even more often than he had been and I was scared. I heard something move behind me and jumped up. I was ready to fight even though I knew it was probably smarter for my safety to run it didn't matter. I didn't care about my safety at that point. My dad was a drunk my big brother was in college and I was never going to see my mom again.
"What do you want?" I shouted into the darkness. I shook my head from side to side to get the wet hair out of my eyes.
"Calm down tiger I don't bite." The figure was a male. He stood up and walked towards me. I was on edge already but being approached by a strange man didn't make my night better. I wanted to die but I didn't want to die like this.
"Are you sure?" I asked."I might." I smiled fiercely ready to kick some ass.
"Well then in that case I would have to bite back." His smile was menacing yet kind. As he got closer I realized that he was not much older then I.
"Who are you?" I asked
."Someone here to help you get home. You look lost. I saw you were crying and its storming you should get home."
"What if I don't want to go home? What if that was why I was crying and why I'm here in the first place? What do you know about me?"
"I know that you're going to get sick."
"So are you!" I retaliated.
"I don't get sick very easily besides if I get sick I have my dad and sisters to care for me and from what you said earlier you don't have anyone to care for you if you get sick or hurt."
"How do you know that?"
"That would have to be one of the only reasons that you left home. Now come on. Let's get you home. Tell me everything and I can talk to my dad and maybe we can call the sheriff or the child protective people or something."
"Why do you care so much?"
"Because I'm a nice person and you're a pretty girl," He smiled, "Besides I'm sure there's someone you know that would miss you if you ran away or got lost."
"Yeah, I guess but he's not hereā¦"
"Where is he?"
"He's been off at college for the last year now I haven't seen him since he left. Then again who would want to see me or my parents?" It was a rhetorical question.
"Well I'm glad you have someone. Come on lets go this storm shaping into a nasty one."
"So how old are you anyway?" I asked as we started walking.
"Just turned fourteen what about you?"
"I'm twelve." That was the last thing we said to each other for a short while. We walked along the side of the road trying to get a little cover from the trees when a car honked loudly behind us. I jumped a good fifteen feet in the air. The boy that had walked with me turned to see who it was first. But I knew. Already in my heart I knew. The window of the truck rolled down as it pulled up beside us.
"Hey kids need a ride." I started laughing and crying all at once. It was Sam! He had come home from Washington State! I was ecstatic.
"SAM!"I screeched running up to the car and pulling open the door.
"Hey Cloe'. What are you doing out here? Its twelve thirty in the morning and its pouring down ra-"He cut himself off when he saw the look on my face. "Mom and dad?" He asked. I nodded afraid to speak.
"If it isn't Sam Uley!" The boy I was with exclaimed. Sam looked out the other side of the truck.
"Jacob black?" He asked curiously.
"You know each other?" I finally spat out.
"Actually we do." Jake smiled.
"Need a ride? Climb in." Sam said. I scooted in closer to my big brother feeling the welcoming warmth of his skin. This was where I was happy. Right here next to my big brother the only person who ever loved me.
-Sam P.O.V-
I couldn't have asked for a better kid to escort my younger sister home, then Jacob Black.
