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Chapter 1:

Driving past the beautiful forests was almost unbearable. All I wanted to do was to jump out of the taxi and walk bare-foot through the woodland, smelling the pinewood and feeling the moist grass under my feet. It was something that seemed completely perfect to me. I was pretty sure it seemed perfect to Finn, he wagged his tail as he pressed his nose up against the window panting in anticipation. I couldn't imagine Aiden liking it though; he would easily be bored within five minutes of walking. I glanced over at him in the front seat next to the driver; he was obliviously playing some game on his phone. We would shortly be arriving at his cousin's house in a small town called Forks in Washington, where he told me we would have the best summer of our lives. I highly doubted that, remembering the best summer of my life when I was 6 and nothing seemed to matter, but I smiled and agreed in a fake eagerness. Keeping Aiden happy was my main priority; I didn't know what I'd do without him. In high school I used to be the quiet girl with no friends until he took me under his wing, now I could hang round with his friends and have someone to be with all the time.

We pulled up to the gorgeous white house after a long drive from the airport; I stared in awe at its magnificence. Aiden however seemed un-phased; he'd lived in luxury his whole life so material things didn't really seem to impress him. To be honest nothing did.

"Aiden!" chimed a woman's voice, just as we had unloaded our bags from the car. She had thick brown hair and skin as pale and smooth as a china dolls. She wore a simple pair of jeans and a navy blue sweatshirt.

"Um hey Bella," Aiden smiled at her, looking almost surprised to see her.

"Come inside please, meet my new family!" she said cheerfully, her golden eyes sparkling as she spoke. She asked if she could help with my bags and I politely refused, dragging my suitcase along behind me. Finn followed, looking quite cautious and staying close by my feet, although Bella had smiled at him friendlily. We followed Bella into the house, it was truly magnificent, with huge glass windows meaning you could look out over the forest, and it all seemed so open and light. As we made our way through the door we were greeted by what seemed to be her entire family.

"It's so nice to finally meet you, Cassandra is it?" a man who I'd been introduced to as Carlisle smiled kindly at me. He looked like a supermodel, just like the entire family did. I felt like I'd just walked into some sort of cult for beautiful people. I felt self conscious and nervous around new people, especially people as downright gorgeous as them, but I knew that when I acted awkwardly Aiden didn't like it, so I put on a brave face and smiled back.

"It's nice to meet you all too, you can call me Cassie," I tried to sound confident but I could hear my voice shaking slightly. It didn't help that I'd just been on a twelve hour journey from London, without sleeping at all on the flight.

"Would you both like to see your rooms? I'm sure you're tired after your journey," said Bella's husband, Edward, as if reading my mind. We agreed, and were led up a spiralling wooden staircase to our rooms. I dumped my suitcase onto the floor and lay out on the fresh white bed sheets, my long white-blond hair spread out next to my face in a tangled mess. Finn jumped onto the bed to join me, resting his head on my legs. It felt so nice to be alone at last, to get to lie down and maybe sleep for a while...

"Cassie," Aiden barged into my room without knocking, "did you pack an adapter? I need to charge my phone." I nodded, silently rummaged through my suitcase and handed it to him.

"It's stupid how they've put us in separate rooms isn't it? I mean that won't stop us," he snorted, I smiled weakly at him, feeling disappointed realising that even at night I wouldn't have the room to myself.

"Were going out tonight, Bella was telling me that people from the local high school have bonfires on the beach. I'm betting there's going to be alcohol," he added, smiling wickedly. His smile faded when I didn't reply. "Well answer me then?"

"Sounds fun," I tried to sound optimistic, failing dreadfully, but Aiden didn't seem to notice, or maybe care.

"So be ready by 7, and make yourself look pretty," he gestured at my clothes, now crumpled, "We don't want to make a bad impression do we," he winked from the doorway, then made his way back to his own room. I lay back on the bed and stroked my hand over Finn's black fur, he whined when he saw the sad look on my face. I'd always had this weird connection with Finn. Well with all dogs actually; they just seemed to understand me more, and I understood them.

"We'll be fine," I assured him, tenderly stroking the fur around his face, and almost assuring myself too. I put on a strappy summer dress with a pair of sandals and a denim jacket, brushed out my hair until it was in soft waves down my back and reapplied my make-up. I definitely didn't feel like getting dressed up, I was tired and groggy, but I didn't want to make Aiden unhappy.

Aiden came into my room about half an hour later, while Finn was curled up fast asleep on the bed. He looked me up and down then smiled, pulling off my denim jacket.

"You won't need that," he said carelessly flinging it onto the bed.

"It might be cold though," I said in a quiet voice. He looked up at me clearly annoyed so I quickly shut my mouth. We then went downstairs where the Cullen's kindly told us they hoped we would have a good night and that they'd see us he next morning.

"It gets quite cold on the beach, even at this time of year," warned Esme, glancing down at my bare arms. I opened my mouth to reply.

"She'll be fine, won't you Cassie?" Aiden interrupted, looking over at me expectantly. I nodded, putting on a fake smile at Esme. She returned the smile, looking almost sympathetic.

We hopped into a taxi which drove us down to first beach in La Push. When we got there the beach was already crowded with people sat on logs drinking and laughing, or dropping firewood onto large piles all along the beach. There was already a chilly breeze and the sun hadn't even fully set yet, I shivered hugging my arms to my chest. Aiden confidently made his way over to a large group of boys and girls and introduced us, asking if we could sit with them. After about ten minutes it seemed as though they'd been friends for years, Aiden was always good at making friends wherever he was.

By the time it was dark there were fires all along the beach, it was filled with the sound of drunken yelling and music blasting from speakers. There were already beer bottles and cans scattered on the floor. The night seemed to last forever, as I sat there on the log drinking slowly from a bottle of beer, bored out of my mind. Aiden seemed to be having a good time with his new friends and I thought he had forgotten me, until I felt a firm grasp on my arm as I was pulled out of my seat.

"Aiden what are you doing?" I asked breathlessly.

"Were going somewhere more private," he grunted, aggressively yanking at my arm and pulling me along the beach. I tried to pull my arm away but he was too strong. A group of boys, more like men by the looks of their height and bulging muscles, stared at us intensely as he continued to drag me into the secluded forest.

"Aiden stop it," I almost begged, as he pushed me up against a tree, crushing his mouth onto mine. His arms had a tight grip on my wrists. Aiden could be difficult like this when he was drunk; it was just part of who he was. Even so, I felt panicked when I couldn't escape from his grasp, eventually kneeing him in the crotch. He doubled over in pain, giving me the chance to escape into the forest.

"You stupid bitch!" he yelled, making me run faster. The sound of the music and laughter faded the deeper into the forest I got, but I kept running, terrified he would catch up to me. I was pretty sure he wouldn't remember this tomorrow. Soon I couldn't hear anything from the beach, I could only hear the sound of rustling leaves and branches snapping as I ran further. Soon I couldn't run anymore and my breath came out in gasps. I sat down on the damp floor; my back slumped against a tree, gasping to get my breath back. Once I'd regained my breath, I suddenly realised something. I was lost. Looking around me all I could see where the dark outlines of trees and a small opening where the moonlight crept through the leaves. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself down, but surprisingly I wasn't too panicked. What would it matter if I didn't go back? All of a sudden I heard a rustling in the darkness, my blood turned cold and my eyes widened as a huge wolf, more the size of a bear, halted in the opening. The moonlight showed me his sandy coloured fur, his strong muscular legs and claws, yet for some reason I wasn't afraid. The wolf stared at me, something kind and startled in his brown eyes. We both were completely still, just staring at each other for a minute. Before I knew what I was doing I reached forward, hand shaking, and tenderly stroked the wolf's soft fur. This seemed to trigger something in him; he yelped then abruptly turned around and disappeared into the night. Once he was gone I strangely felt less safe. I was officially going crazy.