Come Back To Steal My Heart Chapter 1
I do not own Twilight
"Peter! Wait stop!" The woman screamed as the man threw another chair into the wall. It fell to the floor in pieces and let a hole in the stained old wallpaper. He man screamed at the woman who was huddled in the corner clutching a newborn in a blanket to her chest.
"You *****! Don't deny it! You're cheating on me! Sleeping with any man that knocks on our door! I know it!" Peter bellowed as he overturned the old table and sent its contents crashing around the woman. She held the child closer and she shielded it with her body. Tears streamed down the woman's face and the baby cried.
"No! No I am not! Stop Peter Please!" the woman begged. Peter grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up. She bit her lip and cradled the baby closer.
"You ungrateful woman! I gave you a home and look how you repay me! By sneaking around climbing into other mans beds! "Peter screamed in her face" and he's the living proof!" he pointed at the small child cradled in the woman's arms.
"No I swear he's yours! He's yours Peter! Please don't hurt him!" the woman sobbed. Peter shoved her into the cabinet and something fell onto her head. The woman struggled to stay conscious but blacked out.
The woman woke to blazing heat. She blinked and tried to move. She pushed and found the table was overturned on her. Smoke filled the air and she could feel the blazing heat of a fire. She pushed on the table and heard her little boys cry. She pushed and the table shifted away from her. She stood and saw that the house was on fire. She couched and squatted down to see. Her son's cries could still be heard and she knew she didn't have much time before the fire would make the house collapse. She crawled along and followed the little boy's cries. She found him in the hallway. The boards had broken long ago making a hole in the floor. She reached inside and pulled the boy out. His blanket had ashes and burnt holes in it but her boy looked to be fine. She cradled him close and coughed. The beams above began to give way and one came down. She quickly ran to the door. Another gave way and another. She raced through the burning house and stumbled outside. The house crashed down. Outside it was raining and the woman stumbled sinking into the mud.
Edward looked up into the pouring sky and saw smoke rising. He quickly turned onto the road and gunned it. His truck sloshed down the dirt road. He saw the house then, it was burning and collapsed. I jumped out and saw no truck nearby. Doesn't Duncan live here? He thought as he raced to the house phone to his ear. He called the fire department and they were on their way. The last time he saw the place it was hardly standing up so it was good it burned. He saw fresh truck marks in the dirt and kept running to the burning pile of wood. He saw a muddy bundle lying in the rain not far from the house. He ran to it thinking it was a dog. As he got closer he saw long brown hair stretched out. It is a human! He leaned down and rolled it to the side. It was a woman holding a small bundle. Edward touched the woman's neck and felt a pulse. The breath he didn't realize he was holding rushed out of him. The bundle in her arms moving. Edward gently moved it away from her and gasped. There was a little baby boy wrapped in the blanket. He quickly made sure that the baby was alive and breathed sigh of relief when the boy whimpered. He heard the sirens of the fire truck and ambulance. They pulled up lights flashing and Edward waved. Men from the Ambulance came over and leaned down
"They are both alive. The baby look very young" he said and handed the baby over to a man. The others moved the woman onto a gurney and loaded her inside. They drove off to the hospital and left the Fire Truck to put out the fire. Edward shivered in the rain and helped. He wondered why a woman and child were here when only Peter lived in this shack or did he?
Sorry next chapter will be longer! please tell me what you think! i am really open to suggestions in plot and characters and stuff. this is my first Twilight Fic.