AN:
This is my first fan fiction, I'd love to know what you think, this is just a short snippet of the story I've started writing, if you like it let me know and I'll carry it on. All criticism is welcomed and I apologise in advance for my grammar and spelling, I'll try my best. x
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I hate this place... Okay so I don't hate the actual place, forks full of greenery and covered in a mask of cloud, its more that I detest the box I'm trapped in. Being a predator with all my power yet being so limited which in itself makes me feeble. Which I hate. I love my family, Carlisle though not my real father, is an amazing man, but like all the others in my family he has a reason with carrying on, a reason to keep peace, a person to share this all with, a complete soul.
I've been alone for over a 100 years in that sense, a family to love but never a person just for me, passing lovers have come and gone, but never long satisfied me. Its hard to be with someone who doesn't share our specific diet. Particularly when you envy theirs so much more than your own. Damn forest animals. Juicy humans... anyway as I was saying being alone in this world is particularly trying, there's only so many jobs you can work at, before de ja vu starts to kick in on a regular basis. Though my current job is rather amusing, I must say poll dancing in Seattle is not what Carlisle and Esme were hoping Id pick when they gave me free reign this time round. They knew I was getting restless doing teaching in the past cities we've lived so they told me to go find something to excite my interest once again. So yes I know it was a juvenile thing to do but it was very funny, how they explain Esme's 'sister' Bella is a dancer in the city staying with them until she can save up and get her 'own place' is highly amusing. The doctor and his wife don't look so squeaky clean at the moment, but they promised I could do anything I wanted (minus killing humans) and they keep to their word at all cost. Emmett, Jasper and Alice, my so called 'cousins' think its absolutely hilarious especially with them acting as high school students and being asked about me frequently.
However Rosalie another 'cousin' thinks its ridiculous and I'm asking for trouble, she hasn't spoken to me in the 3 months we've been at forks, if you ask me that's even more of a reason to do it, I think she's just jealous. Rosalie likes to think of herself as the most desirable thing to walk this earth, but I'm pretty sure I give her a pretty good run for her money, or so I've been told on many an occasion. My long brown hair, big brown eyes, legs like a catwalk model and ass that plastic surgeons could never clone close to its perfection all point to the fact I'm not too bad to look at, particularly to the simple minds of humans.
My first night at 'Stiletto Reds' was fantastic actually, it had been along time since Id done something even remotely out of our families good graces, always doing good, helping others, keeping to ourselves. So when I got on that stage, watching the fat cat men in suits sit around the stage watching me, as I twirled around the poll in my black corset and lace panties, I almost felt exhilarated. I remember listening to the heart beats race in the room, ignoring the blood pulsing around me and focusing on the sexual energy pounding around me instead. Its almost some pathetic addiction. Something to fill the void until I finish and I'm back in my room alone, finding things to pass the time or feeding on wild deer.
Well its this new addiction that's been making me feel the dark side again, the blood lust is itching at me, I'm wandering would it be so bad to go back to human blood? Being bad is starting to look so good. What's this good life got to offer me? I know Id lose my family, but they all have each other, maybe I'm supposed to be alone, and maybe the only way to enjoy it is to let go of the rules. I could just try it out? A sexy vixen once more, leading her pray astray and then devouring...
What have I got to lose any more, anything is better than this loneliness right?