I do not own Twilight.
Chapter 1.
As I walked out of the terminal, I looked around for my sister and her fiancé. I immediately saw them, as Sam was at least a head taller than everyone else here. I walked towards slowly, anything requiring any amount of physical labor took me an extreme amount of time these days. When I walked into her line of sight my sister Emily rushed to me. She smiled like she was happy to see me but I could see the tears in her eyes when she saw my condition. After she engulfed me into a hug Sam moved over and wrapped his giant arms around me too. I knew that next to Emily I looked small, her being 5'7, and me being 5' foot even, but next to Sam I looked like a small child, not even reaching his shoulder or upper chest.
Once all the pleasantries were exchanged we went to grab my luggage. I only had 1 bag, and when Emily went so far as to ask why I had packed so light I told her that it wasn't like I'd be needing it where I'd be going. She looked like she was ready to burst into tears, but calmed down after Sam patted her back. I smiled faintly. I knew that Sam was perfect for Emily and would console her when I would be gone. When I saw my bag coming down the conveyer belt, I tried to grab it but it was too heavy for my twig thin arms to handle and it was pulling me with it instead of the other way around. Sam saw my futile attempts and bent over me and snatched it up like it was no more than a feather. I said my thanks and we were off.
The car ride was mostly silent and began to think about why I was here. 1 year ago I was diagnosed with brain cancer, it was too late to operate by the time we had it checked out and I was told that I had a limited amount of time to live. As the months went by with only my Mom to keep me company I began to get depressed. She was acting like I was already dead, and only a burden to her, so I left. I went to live with my older sister Emily; she was five years my elder and had always been there for me. I had met Sam a few times, back when life was simpler, and I was the happy little girl that everyone knew me to be. I had known, even then, that they were good for each other and I viewed his as a kind of brother.
I knew that I was going to die soon. I was getting thinner and thinner, my body no longer able to process foods. I used to be a healthy 125 whereas now I couldn't even be sure if I was even 100 pounds. I got frequent headaches, the sign that the tumors were causing further damage. Now the only thing to help with the pain was the pills I took at least 3 times a day.
I was snapped out of my thoughts as we pulled up to their house. It was succluded and surrounded by forest, I loved it.