Preface
It was never the way I would have imagined it. My home town of Queens, New York, would be where my death would take place. I always imagined a soft death. Like passing in your sleep, or when you are very old. But not like this. I could tell that I was going to die in a lot of pain. Right behind my parents old house. The woods smelled of almost dried blood. The tracker wanted to inflict as much pain as he could on me. Letting my blood dry, filming my agony on his video camera. So the most beautiful man, my true love, a deadly "creature" ( as he would probably call himself), could find the tape, and probably go looking for this horrid tracker. Go looking, and maybe fall right into his death.
My mind was racing. Thoughts that I had forogtten about, suddenly crossed my mind, along with the new thoughts that were crossing my mind at this very moment. The tracker, with his beautifully pale skin, skin that I may never get to have, closed up to my face.
"You smell wonderful...absolutely delicious. Liza, I have to give your boyfriend credit. He really knows how to pick a great meal." The tracker said, his voice sounding like it belonged in a luxury car commercial instead of here.
"He won't come for you!" I answered, my voice breaking. So much for wanting to sound in control of my emotions. So much for wanting to sound like I wasn't scared. "He won't come, and I hope he doesn't! Just don't!" As I said his name, my heart stuttered abit. I still wasn't used to his perfection. But now, was not the time to think of what I could have had, if I hadn't had come here. If I hadn't had come to Forks, Washington.
"Tell him to avenge you! Tell him that you want him, to come and hurt me! Tell him, that I want it...Go ahead Liza! Do it!" The tracker said.
He crunched down his leg onto mine, his strong, stone like body crushing my bone. I felt it break. Not shatter-luckily-but break. I knew that I was going to face my end right here. In this old little forest. Behind my parent's old house. In a lot of pain. Just because I came to the little town of Forks. Just because I fell in love, with something most people would call a monster.