Author's Note:
Ok so here's an idea I had for a new story. I'm still working on my other story as well but I wanted to do something different. This is set 4 years after Breaking Dawn. Jacob did not imprint on Reneesme. This story is for mature audiances only due to some of the content in later chapters. Also there be me another story that goes along with this one not quiet sure yet :) I hope you enjoy it.
Looking out at the night sky I sighed picking at some imaginary dust mite on my overly sized sweater. This was going to be an adjustment, I was not use to the dreary weather that I found in Forks Washington. No I was use to sunshine and warm weather that I grew up in being from Texas and all. I was from a small farming community in a tiny God forsaken town that no one wanted to call 'home.' My family was big but was the farthest thing from the happy families you see on tv. My older sister Karen was my mother figure while my real mother was too busy screwing guys in the back of our small 2 bedroom hut. My sperm donor stayed around yes, but he was far from a father. The only thing he did was worry about where he was going to get his next fix. Out of our messed up family my sister and myself were the only ones to escape 'the curse' as we named it. My 3 brothers became drug addicts when I was still in grade school and they were in junior high and high school. Tyler the eldest went for heroine, Alex the second oldest went after crystal meth and Ryan choose pot and meth. Ryan use to be my protector so to speak from my father when he went on his rampages I soon realized I had lost my precious Ryan to the drugs we had both hated most. Karen was older than Ryan by a year and younger than Tyler and Alex. She moved out of the hut and into her boyfriend's tralier down the road from us when she graduated high school.
The night I graduated high school was the night everything changed. I had just came home from a party of course there were drugs and drinking and sex hence why I was home at 11 and not a minute later. Walking into the dingy hut like house that was suppose to be my home I instantly had a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. The house was quiet. Eerily quiet. I cautiously walked along the hallway toward the back room the 'gathering room' as I had called it then. Opening the door I found a scene that would haunt me for the rest of my life. I quickly shut the door and ran out of my house only stopping at the neighbor's home to call 911 and my sister. Karen showed up before the cops did that night which I was thankful for. After the circus was over I noticed the tale tale signs of bruising on my sister's cheek and the small circular bruises on her neck. It was that night we decided to leave that hell hole and never look back.
Some can call it cowardly but we call it survival instinct. That night something happened to my family in that house I was unsure of what it was but it wasn't good. The cops and the small town coroner chopped it up to overdoses but I had felt like there was someone else in that house with me. Someone deadly, someone I didn't want to meet. My sister's fiancee Martin was after us he would never 'let go of what was his.' Karen and I never stayed in one town for too long too afraid Martin would show up at any time. Leaving the sunny beaches of California Karen picked the small town of Forks Washington she said Martin wouldn't think to look for us in a little town like this. Hell this is the last place I thought we would end up. This town was smaller than the one in Texas, the people were odd. They looked at us like we didn't belong hell I agreed. We didn't. But I would do whatever it took to protect my sister if that meant moving to Alaska or some barely there town in Washington so be it. Karen was the only family I had left, yea we had our ups and downs but she was really the only person besides Ryan who had every been there for me. She was my mother figure even though she was only 5 years older than me, Karen was always my rock now it was my turn to be her's.
In the few short weeks we had been in Forks Karen found a small home on the outskirts of town close to an Indian reservation call La Brush or Push or something like that. It wasn't huge or magnificent but I liked it. It was quaint and cozy something completely different than I was use to. It was a small two story home set back off the main road close to the woods. The exterior was painted white with the paint chips falling off but the thing I loved the most was the small porch with the porch swing. Something about it just screamed homey to me. Inside the kitchen and living room was small but cozy, the bed rooms were a good size for the home. The bathroom was small but we could manage. I had to admit, I loved the house. Every night I would sneak out of the house and walk into the woods finding that abandoned fallen tree beside a huge creek bank it sounds crazy but out here in the woods I felt safe like nothing could harm me which I knew was a lie hell there could be bears, deer, even wolves out here but I didn't care. I enjoyed the peace and quiet the forest offered to me.
So here I was sitting on my fallen tree relaxing back against the hard bark when I heard the unmistakable sound of a low throaty growl. I went still hoping whatever it was would go away I tried to slow down my heart as it threatened to beat out of my chest. Freaking out would get me no where. Looking over across the creek my heart stopped when I noticed two huge ass wolves staring at me. Apparently the saying 'everything's bigger in Texas' didn't apply to the wild life in Washington. I sat there staring at the wolves watching them watching me one of them started to step closer to me until the other one turned around and walked off the one left behind stared at me for a minute longer before it turned and followed the other one. I sat still for a few minutes before I decided to get up and make my way back to the house.
When I entered through the back door Karen was sitting at the table looking at me. "Where have you been?" And straight into mother mood we go. I sighed kicking off my shoes.
"I was outside Kar I just needed some air." Karen sighed pushing a hand through her dark brown hair. Karen was always the beauty model. Taller than me she stood at 5'7 with a curvy figure and emerald green eyes. She was the girl all the guys were after while I was just the plain Jane sister. I was 5'5 with the same brown hair as my sister expect where hers went down to her lower back mine stopped at my shoulders. Her eyes were green mine were a deep sad blue.
"Quincy I don't want you running off and getting hurt. There are wild animals out there that wont think twice about eating your ass." I smirked if she only knew…
"Ok Kar, I promise to be careful 'k? I'd be lying if I said I wont go out during the night again so I'll just promise to be careful." Karen nodded knowing that was all I was going to give up.
"Ok. I'm going to bed. I have work in the morning." Karen worked at the police office in Forks as the receptionist. I nodded heading toward the stairs before stopping to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Night sissy." I whispered before running up the stairs and into my room. It was time we get our lives straightened out. I wanted a normal life. I wanted a life where there was no drugs, no beatings, no angry sex addicted people… most of all I just wanted to be a normal happy adult. I smiled as I thought of the wolves in the woods before falling asleep hearing a howl in the distance.
The next morning I woke up to find Karen had already left leaving a note saying it would be late when she got home. Deciding it was time I helped with the bills I walked back upstairs to get dressed. I was going to find a job today.
Karen had taken the small beat up old Subaru to work so I was using a bicycle as my mood of transportation today. Deciding to head toward the reservation first. I figured they might have something I could do… if not I could always just go back to Forks. Peddling into the small town I came to a stop in front of what looked to be a general store type deal. Putting my kick stand down I walked up the stairs of the store before straightening out my shirt. Taking a deep breath I walked inside an older woman looked up from her place at the cashier she gave me a warm smile.
"Hello dear, how can I help you?" I returned her smile before licking my lips nervously.
"Hello, my name is Quincy. I know this is going to sound weird but I was wondering if you had any job openings? I just moved to Forks and I'm looking for employment." The woman smiled before she shook her head no.
"I'm sorry sweetie, go across the road to the little dinner and ask for Sue. She was just saying they needed some help when she was in here earlier." I smiled at the native woman.
"Thank you so much ma'am." I said before heading across the street to the small dinner as I opened the door a bell jingled overhead.
"Hi there little one, only one?" A lady asked coming from the back I smiled tugging at the sleeves of my sweater.
"No ma'am I was looking for a Mrs Sue?" The woman arched a brow.
"Well you've found her sweetie, what can I do for you?"
"The lady at the store across the street said you might be in need of some help… My name is Quincy I was wondering if you had any job openings?" The woman looked me over before a small smile appeared on her lips.
"Have you ever worked at a diner before little one?"
"Yes ma'am. I can work the front and a grill. I was trained on both." Sue smiled.
"Your hired. I need some help on the front end. When can you start?"
I smiled. "Now if you need." Sue chuckled softly.
"Now sounds perfect. Here's an apron." Sue said grabbing an apron and an order pad.
"Lunch rush will be here soon." Sue said before giving me a quick tour of the small diner. I was introduced to two guys named Brady and Seth. They were freaking huge over 6' easily with broad shoulders and muscles out the butt. Yes, they were attractive but I wasn't looking for anything right now. I didn't have time for that.
Sue wasn't lying, lunch rush was here full blast. It was fast and chaotic but I enjoyed it. I was smiling taking an older man's order. He was sweet reminding me of a fatherly figure you wouldn't even notice the wheelchair until you looked down.
We were talking about his upcoming fishing trip when the door bell jingled warning us of another customer. Looking at the door my breath stopped when I noticed a man who literally looked like he stepped out of a magazine. He was at least 6'6 pure muscle and a smile to kill for. I looked back to the table as Mr. Black smiled at the man.
"Well look what the cat dragged in. Jacob come here." Jacob must be the native Adonis. I licked my lips looking down at my order pad as Jacob made his way over taking a seat across from the man in the wheel chair.
"I just want 6 double cheese burgers all the way and a order of French fries." The man named Jacob said I nodded scribbling it down before turning and walking to give the order to Seth who smiled at me. Damn that guy was overly happy I couldn't help but smile back at him. Taking the order back to the table where Mr. Black and Jacob were I sat Mr. Black's burger down he smiled at me before I placed 3 of Jacob's burgers in front of him. "I'll be back in a moment." I said only hearing a grunt in return I walked back picking up the other burgers taking a deep breath. Man Native Adonis is rude as hell. I turned to head back to the table placing the other burgers in front of him.
"Thank you Miss Quincy." I smiled at Mr. Black.
"Your welcome Mr. Black. If ya'll need anything don't hesitated to let me know." Jacob just picked up a burger stuffing it in his mouth. Mr. Black rolled his eyes as I turned to walk away.
Hopefully everyone wasn't as rude as this Jacob character… he sat there eating his burgers as I continued to refill his glass of water he never would look at me or acknowledge me he would place the glass at the end of the table and i would come over to fill it up. I continued to make my rounds around the tables taking orders and refilling glasses while I made conversations and earned my tips.
I could easily get use to this little routine. I felt eyes on me but I just brushed it off as being the only Caucasian in this diner... If I knew then what I know now about my trip to La Push and my job at the diner I might of thought twice about taking that job... but then again I know in my heart I would never regret my time in La Push, the friends I was going to make and the life changing events that were soon going to take place.