A/N: New story :) Enjoy. Please review! They encourage writers to continue and show that they aren't just writing for their own pleasure! This story starts during Breaking Dawn, and should continue throughout it. It was inspired by the movie, but I may be referring to the book for some scenes. The beginning may be a little slow, but I promise it gets better. Will probably be M for later scenes, but until then, T for language and sexual innuendos :D
Short, I know, but it will be longer as I get more into it.
Every day I sit here waiting, Everyday just seems so long - Heavily Broken, The Varonicas
Madeline's hand was tight in mine, squeezing as she launched herself into the air and over a puddle. On the Quilette beach, where no one was this time of year, it was actually kind of calming. Of course, her boots were getting muddy, and she kept splashing mud on my jeans, but it was still nice that we weren't completely hating each other right then. I closed my eyes as Hollywood Undead blasted on my ipod. Even with the beach empty, and nothing in sight, it was still annoying to hear the twittering of birds or the stream babbling a mile away. And so, my ipod was the only thing keeping me sane.
I closed my eyes as Madeline ran off in her bright pink raincoat, the rain boots squelching the wet sand. After pulling my blue cardigan closer to my body, I tilted my face up to the sky and stood still, breathing in the salty air.
"KALEIGH!" I heard Maddi scream. I instinctively ran in the direction of my little sister's voice, on top of a pile of logs, a black wolf growling at her. I bared my teeth in response, sprinting to grab Maddie's jacket and yank her back into my arms. She squealed as she fell into my arms, and I backed away from the wolf slowly. I kept my eyes solely on him, not risking glancing around as I backed away, Maddie held tight in my arms as she squirmed. Once I felt it was safe enough to turn, I dropped Maddie to her feet and began yanking her through the woods, back to the enormous house Step-Monster bought as a surprise for Dad.
"God, you idiot, you better be fucking glad I just saved your ass back there. Your lucky that wolf was preoccupied with something else, and I've told you so many times not to go anywhere NEAR a wolf, I don't see why you can't just listen to me!" I practically yelled when we were a little less than a block away.
"It's not my fault Kaleigh! I wasn't looking and he was talking to his pack-"
"His pack was down there?" I asked curiously. If he was the leader of a pack, it meant I had another chance to avenge my mother, another chance to kill wolves. Packs were violent, caused unnecessary deaths, and were just a pain in the ass to anything else.
"Yeah! There was a bunches! There was one that was brown and one that was pepper and-"
"Maddie! Kaleigh! There you are! Get in here, we have something to discuss!" I sighed at the sound of Step-Monster's voice and pulled Mads along with me. Her boots were still squeaking annoyingly, and I resisted the urge to yank her up.
"Coming, Mommy!" Maddie squealed as she ran the last few feet to Mel as she preferred us to call her, short for Melantha. My own mother had actually died during Madeline's birth, which left my father in distress, and Melantha, being his longtime "best" friend, was there to pick up the pieces.
Of course, that was the story we told Madeline, to keep her from finding out about Dad's real heritage. Step-Monster and Dad thought I believed that story too, seeing as how they thought I had been in the house, but in reality, I was right next to Mom as the wolf lunged for her throat, effectively killing her quickly. And since then, I've been working my way to killing each and every wolf out there that posed a threat to other families.
When we received word that my longtime friend Bella was back in town, Melantha decided to move us back to my father and mother's hometown, Lapush.
After the initial move, into a giant house I was still shocked and sometimes got lost in, I tried to settle into a daily routine of running, dancing, studying, and working at a local diner. I had only seen Bells a few times since we moved, being that we lived across town from each other. It was my senior year, and I had college applications to send out, along with work, and finding a new apartment, among other various things to get ready for college.
I collapsed at the kitchen table, throwing my ipod in front of me, where Cruelle Devil and Dad were sitting, a piece of paper between them.
"We were just invited to Isabella's and Edward's wedding. But its a weekend we're out of town. Would you mind going in our place and congratulating them?" I had met Edward a few times, and he seemed like a nice enough guy, if it weren't for how quiet and stony he got when he wasn't doing anything. I pushed my eyebrows together.
"Isabella? You mean-?" He nodded, and my jaw dropped. She was only a year older than me, so she had to be just 18!
"Maybe you'll see some of your other friends." I nodded, a grin spreading across my face. "It's next weekend. Do you need money for a dress?" I shook my head, thinking of the enormous closet Ursula filled with vintage and new clothes from her own closet and bought, all for me.
"Well, we're going out to eat, maybe stop by Charlie's and see what he's been up to." Step Monster said. And instantly my fleeting moment of gratitude disappeared, and I was angry at her once again for trying to take my mother's place.
"I'll pass." I told her harshly, scooting the chair back abruptly and heading to the fridge for a Diet Dr. Pepper before hurrying up the stairs.
I heard Cora's princess CD playing next to my room, and banged on the door, telling her to turn it down before going into my own room. Dancing seemed like a good way to end the night, and so I turned my CD on and began stretching.
"You know you can take leave?" My only friend on the diner, Chelsea told me. I shrugged, using a rag to wipe down the already clean marble counter top. Being that my OCDness wouldn't stop annoying me until the place was spotless, I usually gave into its urges.
"Well, are you going to the wedding tomorrow?" She asked while leaning against the counter top. She had wavy blonde hair pulled high in a ponytail, the classic pink striped diner uniform with a white apron pulled taut against tiny stomach. She was just a few inches taller than me, about 5'7".
"Yeah, me and Bella go way back." She grinned longingly at the empty Flo's diner, casually tapping her pen against the counter top.
"She has one fine piece of husband, I wouldn't mind taking a bite outta him." I laughed and threw the rag under the counter, in the bin with the other dirty rags.
"Edward is pret-ty nice looking." I agreed. What with his coppery brown hair and smooth as glass skin, I'm pretty sure everyone in Lapush and Forks wanted him.
But alas, he had chosen Bella as his soon-to-be-bride, and he was once again off-limits.
"Oh please, if Bella wasn't his fiancée, you would have stolen him right out from under her snarky looking nose." I shook my head vehemently. I wasn't that mean, after all.
"Bell's not snarky. She's nice." I insisted, untying the apron and tossing it under the counter.
"Sure, that's why she acts better than everyone she meets." I rolled my eyes at Chelsea's rude behavior, knowing she as only jealous that tomorrow night Bella would probably lose her v-card to him, if they haven't already.
"She's just shy. And I better get going, I haven't even picked a dress for tomorrow." Chelsea pouted, and I stuck my tongue out at her.
She turned her head away from me, and I grabbed my keys from under the counter. "Later, loser! Don't stay too late!" I called over my shoulder as I exited.
"Bye, Bitch!" She yelled just before the door closed. I shook my head at her silly antics and headed to my car, a perfectly fine Toyota Camry. Even though I didn't want to, it was time to head back to the temporary living abode. I refused to call it home. Home was back in Tennessee, where my friends and family were.