Chapter 1: Prologue

Hello!

I had this amazing story inside my mind and I can't help my urge to write it down. Pardon, for any English errors you make encounter during the chapter. It is not my native language but I promise to try my best in making the story interesting.

Here is the prologue.

I do not own Twilight. It belongs to Stephanie Meyers.

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"Cherri?!" Jacob's demanding yet captivating voice made her open her eyes, it was a mixture of horror and anger.

Her eyes had him mesmerized. It was a like mixture of swirling red and black marbled combined that can draw anyone's attention. At seeing Cherri's eyes Jacob's face turned pale, sickly pale. Cherri gasped. She was shocked. She felt confused looking at the glow in his eyes. Anger? Regret? Love? She was hurt with his presence of him being in the same place standing there as though nothing happened. How could he be here? She hadn't even thought of seeing him again not even in her dreams. She was a vampire, a cruel and despicable one. Their betrayal was still fresh in her head. Choosing Bella that night in front of everyone was the final straw. Still, Cherri didn't hate her sister nor them. It would be pointless and pathetic.

She felt pity towards them and herself. She was her own enemy. She screamed his name, but he didn't come. Reckless for believing things were going alright after her not-so declaration. Cherri felt desperation surging inside her, trying to break free to show it to the world. She had never showed her deepest fever. She won't dream of doing it anymore. The thought of it sickened her.

"What happened to you?" Jacob whispered, his voice cracking, tumbling over his words, but she ignored him. She ignored his question like the one time he ignored hers. Revenge she believed was the only solution to her problems. She had thought they were friends, but she was naive, too naive. She was like a fragile, innocent child whose bubble got burst by thinking that love can win over anything. Now she's different she's not the kind-hearted girl next door. All she wanted is to forget and be forgotten.

Cherri turned her gaze toward her leader Salvatore for instruction. She was paralyzed and dumbstruck at the moment. His mental grip on her got stronger with each passing second. "Master?" She asked him gracefully kneeling and lowering her gaze.

Jacob's dark eyes swirl with hate toward Salvatore. A growl escaped his lips. From the corner of her eyes she saw fear in everyone's eyes. Cherri didn't care about their reaction or their feeling. She was hypnotized by the beauty of her master. The one who had turned her into this night-creature. He had hair as dark as the night, and eyes like the star above her. Grey boarding too white, too beautiful to behold.

Her master turn to look at her with a mixture of anger and amusement, her body trembled at his gaze. They were like two blazing stars she couldn't take her eyes off them. His cold hand connected with her pale cheek. Her eyes glazed back with lack of emotions, her heart cold like the snow against her feet.

Ice and numb.

She heard a collective of gasp from Jacob's pack and his family, but Edward was nowhere in the clearing. The person who held her heart was not in sight. She knew he was with Bella, taking care of her. Bella's decision to live in Forks change Cherri's life. Sometimes she thinks what wound had happen if she had stayed in Phoenix instead of coming to Forks. But

Jacob howled in pain and anger. Cherri shuddered at the howl. It was heart-breaking. Cherri made no motions to console him like she would weeks ago. She felt the need to cry but didn't. She could still cry but her pride was stronger. It got in the way. She stopped believing in everything for what she experiences alone. Fighting alone with nobody by her side to help or defend her.

Childish sobs echoed towards her. Turning around to look at Seth in his human form. Naked, but nobody bothered to tell him, too shocked to look anywhere but her. She made an attempt to walk towards him instead she ended faced first into the snow. Salvatore's hands wrapped around her back with his breath closed to her ears. He had no intention of letting her go.

"Obey!" he ordered, grinning wickedly. Her mind went numb at his order, her body no longer hers, but under his complete control. Her master released his hold on her and she stood slowly. She was at his disposal. Somewhere deep within her, a tiny part of her inner self was vexed at the thought of it, but it was futile. She couldn't move her body no matter how she wanted.

"Bring Isabella Swan here. If not, she will be killed." Setting his hands-on Cherri's shoulder and turning her towards him. He cemented his cold lips against her red luscious ones. Unexpectedly someone appears, someone furious with a gun in his hand. Someone nobody expected showing up in the clearing, not even her. A place for no human to be but Cherri knew he wasn't a regular human. He was like Cherri, but her heart even under the control of her master throb painfully in despair. Charlie knew the outcome of his self-sacrifice. It was his death at Cherri' hands.

Dad! Run. Cherri felt tears falling down her cheeks. The familiar liquid was more surprising than the fear through her. She was sad. It has been a while since she had cry.

What is this?

"Take your dirty hands-off Cherri." Charlie shouted, angered and ready to shoot.

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A Year Earlier Approximately

Bella looked through the kitchen window with a straight face. She was thinking. Cherri sensed it: Bella's twinkling eyes and the slight curve of her eyebrows. Cherri rolled her eyes at her sister attics.

My sister is weird.

Cherri thought while taking a sip of her cold chocolate. They were completely opposite: Cherri was a joyful person, while Bella was gloomy. Bella like things plain, porting grey shirts on most days and old jeans. Cherri was fashionable, dressing in short dress that cling to her body. Nevertheless, they but love each other endlessly.

The weather was hot making Cherri feel like a puddle of water.

"Mom," Bella said, determined.

"I'm going to live with dad." She paused, momentarily but hurriedly continue. "I already talked to him. He was okay with it."

Cherri choked on her drink.

What the hell!

"What?!" Renee mumbled. Her drink closed to her mouth with an astonished look on her face.

"I'm going to live with dad." Bella repeated.

"Why?" Renee had trouble forming coherent words and trying not to cry. She looked devastated at Bella's decision. Renee knew Bella was stubborn. Renee's eyes twinkled with sadness, telling Cherri she accepted Bella's decision. Cherri groan internally. Normally she would had intervened but through she hated seeing her mother sad. She couldn't say anything to change her sister mind. If they were older, then they could live alone.

"I want you to be happy with Phil." Bella huffed. Bella's eyes portrayed sadness. It was self-sacrifice. Knowing this Cherri couldn't be angry at her sister. It had been weeks since Renee had seen Phil. but being a mother Renee had to sacrifice her happiness for her daughter's well-being. Even if she denied it every time Cherri asked.

"What about Cherri?" Renee exhaled.

"She is coming too." Bella said confidently. Cherri stared at Bella like she had grown another head.

"I can't." Cherri shouted, surprising them and herself. The glass in her hand fell and shattered into thousand pieces. Cherri felt clearly, more than the sky outside, how her heart swell with fear.

Bad omen.

"Cherri," groaned Bella, exasperated. "Why don't you want to meet dad? You haven't met him."

"Dear…" her mother looked at Cherri with understanding eyes.

"I know I told you not to meet him at first because...He is your father." Cherri eyes snapped upwards at Renee's careful words. It was close, too close. She had almost learned why her mother feared for her. Still Cherri should have known Renee wasn't going to tell.

Cherri stormed towards her room in anger. She carefully shouted she wasn't going anywhere. There's were too many reasons that wouldn't let her go.

Fear was Cherri's greatest weakness. It was like a chain wrapped around her feet, keeping her trapped. Meeting Charlie could well be a dream come true but fear stop her from pursing it.

"It's mom's fault." She buried her face on her pillow and cried silently. "Why didn't she tell him?"

I'm not going!

But Faith had a funny way to fuck everyone's life.

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