***NOTE- This is my first ever fan fic. I hope you all like it, but please give me all the positive criticism you can. I want nothing more than to satisfy the readers as much as I've been satisfied with so many of the stories that I have read. So without further delay, I give you "My Angel, My Demon."
**PROLOGUE**
They say ignorance is bliss. That sometimes being outside of the loop is somehow beneficial. Whoever said it, they may be right. No one can really argue with a comment like that. But I refuse to agree. Through and through, I believe honesty in all things is the only way. That, and I don't think that I could live not knowing the truth about him. No matter how many times my life is put on the line by knowing that piece of information, I could never live without it.
Without him...
**CHAPTER 1 – First Fright**
As the plane began its decent into the clouds, I sadly waved goodbye to the sun. I knew how little it would shine in Forks. I was warned ahead of time that most of the clothes I had in California wouldn't be appropriate in this sad excuse for a puddle. But it's not like I had a choice. I made the mistake that landed me here, and I could blame nobody but myself. That's why I was being sent to live my Uncle Charlie and my cousin Isabella.
After dragging my two large suitcases off of the carousel, I fished my phone out of my backpack so I could try and find my Uncle. By the third ring a soft female voice answered.
"Hey Angie, we got caught up in traffic. We're almost to the airport now. Where are you at?" the voice asked.
"Um... I just grabbed my bags, if you wanna just pick me up on the arrivals level," I replied. "Is this Isabella?" I felt kind of dumb for asking, but who knew, maybe Charlie brought his girlfriend.
"Yea it is. Ok, well were pulling up now. Can you see us?" she asked with a slight sound of apology in her voice, and I immediately realized why. Charlie had driven his police cruiser. He's the Police Chief of the small town of Forks, WA.
I dropped my head as I raised my free hand and starting waving it. "Yea, I'm right here." As the cruiser pulled to a stop, a beautiful young brunette bounced out of the passenger seat and wrapped me up in a quick hug.
"Hey Angela, You look great. How long has been, 8 years?" Isabella blurted out while sizing me up, head to toe. It had actually been closer to 10 years, but whatever.
"Yea, something like that. You look great too Isabella," I half mumbled. I was dumbfounded by how much she had grown. The last time I had seen her, we were both 7, and it was at the last family reunion that my family had joined her family for. We weren't technically cousins, but my dad and Charlie had always been best friends and I had always known Charlie as Uncle. But back then, she was a scrawny little tomboy, with wiry brown hair always flying about and covered in dirt or mud.
"Just Bella," I heard her say, though I was lost in thought. She now stood before me at 5' 7" with all the right curves, nice plump breasts, and beautiful brunette hair flowing to the small of her back. As I focused on her face, I couldn't find a single flaw. She had the clearest skin I had ever seen, looking soft, rosy and smooth. And she had the most gorgeous brown pools of chocolate for eyes. I was losing myself in her beautiful eyes when my Uncle brought me back to reality.
"Hey kiddo, how ya doing?" Charlie asked as he took me into an awkward half hug. His touch told me he felt uncomfortable, but the grin on his face was warming enough for me to forget about the awkwardness of it.
"Hey Uncle Charlie. I'm good, all things considered. You're looking pretty good there," I said with a half smile.
"Yea, well the 'Just for Men' is doing its job!" he said with a smirk. "The grays were starting to take over, but I seemed to have fought 'em back for now."
"Yea, you and my dad both. Though I'm sure I'm the cause for a lot of them," I said as I dropped my head slightly.
"Well, we should probably get going before me miss the last ferry. I hate taking the long route, and Bella suggested that you might enjoy the boat ride." Charlie said.
The ride to the piers was a flash of traffic, gray skies, gray buildings, more traffic, and more gray skies. Once loaded onto the ferry, Bella and I walked to the front upper deck of the boat while Charlie took a seat inside with a news paper. As we leaned against the railing, staring out across the water in silence, the weight of the truth finally hit me full force. I had fucked up and now I was being sent to this rainy hell for the rest of my young adult life. None of my friends would be here. None of my acquaintances would be here. And worst of all... David wouldn't be here. As the tears began to fall, Bella began to speak.
"We got you all registered for school. You have 5 out of 7 classes with me, so at least you'll know somebody," she said with a smile as she turned my way. The smile disappeared the instant she saw my tears. "Oh God, Angie, what's wrong?" she asked in a panic. "Are you ok?" She looked like she was about to bolt for her father when I grabbed the sleeve of her jacket.
"I'm fine Isabella. It's just... The reality of being here is just starting to set in, and I really miss my friends." I said, barely above a whisper. "I just need to get the tears out," I added with a slight smile as I wiped my eyes.
"Oh," she replied thoughtfully. "Well if you need anything here, whether it be a friend to talk to, or a shoulder to cry on... Anything you need Angela, you can ask me, ok?" I quickly wrapped my arms around her tightly as I pulled her into me, nodding into her shoulder. "And please, stop calling me Isabella. Just Bella is fine," she said with a smile in her voice.
"Ok," I choked out between the sobs. "Thank you Bella."
By the time we got back to their house in Forks, it was pitch black outside. As we pulled up to the house, I noticed an ancient red pickup truck sitting against the curb. Just like when I spotted the cruiser, I felt a wave of dread pass over me as I realized it had to be Bella's, which also meant it was my ride to school.
"Don't worry," Bella said while eyeing my expression, "it runs great. It's not even that loud. And no matter what you do, everybody is going to notice you tomorrow. You're like a shiny new toy that everyone can't wait to play with." I could hear the significance of the statement and turned to her with a grin.
"Been there before, huh?" I asked.
"Yea, but thankfully my time has come and gone." Bella had moved back to Forks from Phoenix just 2 years prior to me, after her mother remarried to a baseball player. She had been the shiny new toy once, and if anybody could give me comfort in their past experiences, it was her. "Don't worry," she said again, "everything will be ok." She patted me on the head before turning to get out of the car.
Charlie tried to carry both of my suitcases, but I eventually pulled one from his grip as we made our way to the front door. It was a small 2-story house, white with green trim, and settled right up against the trees of the surrounding forest. After making our way through the door, Charlie led me upstairs to the guest bedroom before depositing my bag and running for the bathroom. I looked after him, puzzled, until Bella answered my unspoken thought.
"His stomach doesn't like my lasagna very much, but it can't argue with his taste buds," she said proudly.
"Nice. What else should I avoid eating?" I asked jokingly.
"Very funny," she shot back, and then stuck her tongue out at me. I walked over to the window and peered out into the trees. "Kinda creepy, isn't it?" Bella asked from behind me.
"Yea, a little bit. I'm used to open beaches and fields of grass. This is like a whole new world," I mumbled back to her.
"Well I'm spent. I'm gonna hit the showers and head to bed. There are towels in the closet hallway, and Charlie can get you anything else you might need. My room is at the end of the hall on the left if you need anything Charlie can't get you. School starts at 7:30, I usually leave about 7, ok? And feel free to anything in the kitchen," she rattled off as she exited, leaving me alone in the guest room. My room. My prison.
The next morning I awoke at 6 am. It didn't take me nearly as long to get ready for school as it did Bella. I ended up sitting around for 35 minutes until she was ready to go before we headed out to her truck.
Ok, so Bella was right about her truck. It was only loud when she first fired it up, but as we huddled in the cab waiting for the heater to kick in, the engine quieted to a medium roar. And it felt quite stable as we drove along the puddle ridden streets towards the local high school.
"How did you come across this beast?" I asked her as we pulled into the student parking lot of Forks High.
"Charlie bought it for me as a "home coming" present when I moved back," she said while making air quotations with her fingers. "He got it from an old friend of his, Billy Black. And his son, Jacob, completely rebuilt the engine. He's great, you'll have to meet him soon," she said with a giggle.
"Meet who, Billy or Jacob?" I asked. I knew she meant Jacob. The lust dripping from her lips when she mentioned Jacob Black was painfully obvious.
"Meet Jacob," she said with a smile.
"Oh... is he your boyfriend?" I asked. I figured I should get that out in the open before I said anything that might piss her off.
"No... Jacob doesn't really date. He likes to fool around, but I'm not down with that. I think a physical relationship must first be built on a romantic friendship. And lust is not romantic," she said, sounding almost hurt by her own words.
Before I could think about what she was saying, I noticed a shiny silver Volvo pull into the lot, followed by an enormous jeep. My gaze followed the two cars until they parked on the far side of the lot from the main building, right past Bella, who seemed to notice my distraction. A smile was already forming on her lips as her gaze followed mine.
"The Cullens," she stated, her gaze still following mine.
"What?" I asked, glancing at her before shifting my gaze back to the two cars. The doors started opening right as the bell rang. Bella turned back towards me before speaking again.
"They're the Cullens." I looked back at her as she lifted her hand and pointed in the direction of the two cars. "You'll learn plenty about them today. Just ask around," she said with a smile. "But were going to be late if you don't stop staring and start moving," she added as she grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the school.
Our first three classes flew by. It was a repeat of being introduced to the class, given my supplies, and trying to focus as every set of eyes in the room was focused on me. By the time I had to leave Bella to head to my 4th period, I already had a few acquaintances making sure I didn't get lost. After 4th period, Bella met me outside of my class to show me to my locker.
"So how is your first day going so far?" Bella asked me as I tried the combination lock.
"Not as bad as I thought it would be," I answered honestly. After my third try, Bella smack my hands away and undid the lock in a matter of 3 seconds. "Thanks," I said as I threw my bag into the locker and closed the door. We began walking towards the cafeteria before I spoke again. "Everybody here seems really nice, but the staring kinda bothers me. I feel like I have something on my face," I said while watching my feet.
"Don't worry, the feeling will pass. Trust me, I would know," she said a smile.
As I raised my head to look at her, I collided with something as hard and cold as a statue, knocking myself to the floor. I closed my eyes and tried to gather my thoughts as I felt the blood rush into my cheeks. How could I be so blind? As I opened my eyes and glanced up to see what I had run into, I froze in terror. Staring down at me was the most gorgeous being I had ever laid my eyes on. Standing a good 6 feet, dressed immaculately, was a boy that looked more like a god. His pale skin did nothing to obscure the delicately chiseled features of his beautiful face. His hair was a dark brown with a lot of bronze highlighting throughout it. But what scared me was the murderous glare of his pitch black eyes as they stared at the twisted shape of my body on the floor. I swear I even heard a deep growl escape his through before he spun on his heel and bolted in the opposite direction.
"What the fuck is your problem Edward?" Bella yelled after him as he ran. "What a fucking dick. How hard is it to help someone up after you just knocked them down?" she steamed as she gave me her hand and pulled me back to my feet.
"Its ok, I ran into him. I should've been watching where I was going," I said, still dazed by his beauty, and terrified of his menacing glare.
"Don't blame yourself Angie, he could try being a little less rude. Fucking dick." I glanced at her and saw the look of disgust crossing her face. "Edward Cullen is an asshole. I tried talking to him on his first day last year, and he pretty much ran in the opposite direction. Every time I cross paths with him, he plugs his nose and makes a face like I stink. And I know I don't stink," she said defensively, as we turned into the cafeteria. Immediately, all eyes locked on me. I groaned and turned to Bella as she smiled. "It'll pass," she said again.
After standing through the food line, Bella and I sat at a table with a few people I had met in class. Of the 7 sitting there, I knew Mike Newton, Erik Yorkie, Tyler Crowley, Jessica Stanley, and Ben Cheney. The other two girls, Lauren and Tanya Moore, were twins, and their faces immediately told me I was not welcome. After a few minutes, Lauren and Tanya abruptly jumped up and stomped off with their trays. Ben followed after them seconds later.
"I don't think they like me," I said aloud to Bella.
"Who, Laur..." she stared to ask before being interrupted.
"They don't like anybody, Angela. They're jealous because Ben and Tyler were focused on you and not them," Mike shot across the table.
Tyler snapped his head around to look where Lauren had been sitting before saying, "Shit." He jumped up and ran off after them as Mike, Erik, Jessica and Bella started laughing. I guess Ben and Tyler are taken, I thought to myself. As my eyes were making their way from Tyler's retreating figure back to the table, my eyes locked onto a familiar set of black eyes. They were staring straight back at me, the same murderous glare still present on his face.
I quickly looked away and placed my head on the table. How could someone who had never met me before give me such a mean look? How could anybody be that mean? Especially someone so... gorgeous. I was shook from my daze by Bella.
"Wake up Ang, were gonna be late to 5th period," she said.
"Actually I'm not feeling well. I think I'm gonna head to the nurse's office," I said while trying to sound ill. How well I did is debatable.
"Ok, do you want me to walk with you?" Bella asked. She was really sweet, and I was lucky to have her.
"No I think I'll be ok. You go ahead and go to class," I said with a weak smile. Maybe I could go lay down in there until the end of the day. I just didn't feel like dealing with anymore stares, or murderous glares. She gave me a quick hug and told me that she hoped I would feel better soon. I gave her a quick wave as she departed the cafeteria. I scooped myself up and slowly made my way to the Nurse's office.
As I rounded the last corner before the administration offices, I could hear silent shouting coming from a group of 5 kids near the main doors heading back outside.
"I have to leave," I heard a velvety soft voice state. "If I don't, I'm gonna end up killing her and ruining everything we have here." I froze as I heard the words and recognized the figure from which they came.
"Edward, please. You don't have to go. I haven't seen you kill her yet," a female pixie looking figure pleaded.
"Cuz I haven't decided how I want to do it yet!" Edward practically yelled back as the five of them disappeared through the doors.
I'm not sure how long I stood there, frozen in place from over hearing people talk about killing someone. As the notion that I was who they were talking about came to me, I fell to the floor and vomited. I'm not really sure why I did it. Maybe it was the fear. Maybe I really was sick. Who knew? All that really mattered was the fact that the most gorgeous guy I had ever laid my eyes on wanted me dead.
And I thought it was a life sentence in this prison... not a death sentence...
***NOTE- So, what did you all think? Please don't be shy with the reviews and criticism, I welcome all of it. Help me to make this story the best it can be for you. Looking forward to hearing from you.
-Squally22
