Shadows of Love
Prologue
JPOV
Why is my life so bizarre and fucked up? Can anyone tell me what I did in a previous life to deserve any of this shit? I was a normal,
teenage boy. Well, mostly normal. I lost my mom when I was pretty young and I take care of my Dad now, pretty much by myself.
He's in a wheelchair and my older twin sisters have both left home for greener pastures. So it's all on me, ya know? My best buds
and I used to hang out and do teenage boy stuff. We'd go to the beach and toss around a football. There was a bonfire to attend
nearly every weekend in the summer. Those were great, lotsa food and drink, music and dancing, and girls even. Sometimes we'd
just hang out in my garage tinkering around with a car or something. Then sometime during my 15th year on this earth, the girl of
my dreams shows up at my doorstep. Things got real good, real interesting and then real freaky, real fast. Then it all went down the
crapper in a big, noisy swirling rush.
I'll try to make a long story short. I knew Bella Swan from when I was a little squirt and her dad and my dad would go fishing together
and stuff. She was older than me but younger than my older sisters and we gravitated to each other like peanut butter and jelly. She
was really cool, for a girl. She was pretty, too, and I was crushing on her hard from the time I was like, five. Her parents split up and
she moved away with her mom when we were still young, but she would come to visit on holidays and during the summers. Then when
she was a junior in high school, she moved back to her dad's for good. She had a boyfriend for a short time and then he dumped her
and she was real messed up about it. I mean REAL messed up. Her dad told my dad she was like a zombie. One day out of the blue
she showed up at my house with a couple of junk motorcycles asking me if I could rebuild 'em and then teach her how to ride. She
said she'd pay for the parts herself and give me one of the bikes in exchange for the riding lessons. Sah-WEET! I said sure, no prob.
By the time the bikes were halfway done, I was head over heels, hopelessly and forever in love with Bella Swan. This last part goes
fast, so pay attention.
Her boyfriend got back into her good graces. She strung me along with the "best friend, I love you" line for a while. I was always
available, like a little kicked puppy dog, cause I was in love with her, and I'm an idiot. She married the guy after telling me she loved
me but it wasn't enough. She comes back from her honeymoon and she's preggers. A month later she's havin' the kid and it's killin'
her. Oh, and by the way, the reason it's killing her and showing up in just one month is her hubby is a vampire and the baby is some
demon spawn hybrid something. Oh yeah, and I'm a werewolf. Did ya get all that?
The problem for me in this is, of course, I'm still in love with her and for some reason, she wants me around still and I can't tell her
no. So here I am, hanging out in a house full of vampires, trying to convince Bella not to die trying to have the demon baby, and
offering, at HER HUSBAND'S REQUEST(!) to let her have babies with me instead, cause half-werewolf babies are way better than
half-vampire babies. Everybody knows that.
Then the moment comes when the demon spawn hybrid has decided, IT'S TIME!
Bella screamed.