Alex Reynolds has been living on the streets for months happened after being kicked out of her house by her parents when they discovered her drug addiction. Alone and with no where to go she now wanders Seattle Washington, selling her body to pay not only for her addiction but as a means to continue living. Typically sleeping on park benches or beside street lights, but occasionally she gets lucky enough to score a hotel for the night. On a random trip out to Seattle with Emily and Sam and some of the other Quileute members, Jacob sees her by chance and imprints instantly. But is there any hope? Can he convince her he's not just some crazy boy she met on the street, and that he's not only interested in her body? And more importantly can he save her before she completely destroys herself?
Takes place after Breaking Dawn. Jacob obviously did NOT imprint on Renesmee, although he did stick around and help with everything including the "battle" and being in Nessie's life after she grew up. Jacob is still close with Bella and Nessie and has become more accepting of the other vampires.
NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UP SHORTLY. AND YES, IT WILL INCLUDE JACOB.
Alex stretched, a yawn escaping her mouth as she sat up in her hotel room. She was glad that her most recent... client had left and allowed her to stay the night there herself after their business was done. Alex knew she only had a few hours before check out so she quickly headed for the small bathroom, gathering her dirty clothes off the floor on the way there and bringing them into the bathroom with her. Looking at herself in the mirror for a second Alex could barely stand her reflection, dark bags had formed under her eyes, only looking increasingly worse from the amount of makeup that was currently smeared everywhere.
Her thin face only seemed to look worse with the pale color that her skin had faded to after too many drug uses and not enough sunlight. Alex tied her long blonde hair into a ponytail before grabbing a wash cloth and wetting it down. She cleaned all the makeup off her face, as she willed herself not to cry. This was her life and there was nothing she could change about it or herself. She learned a long time ago that it was best just to accept things and not dwell on what could have been.
After cleaning her face, Alex found herself once again caught up in looking at her reflection. This time her eyes cast down towards her naked body, her ever present ribs and the bruises that were now forming on her legs. Tearing her eyes away she left the bathroom to grab the rest of her dirty clothes from her bag and returned again. It wasn't all the time that Alex had money or a chance to wash her clothes so any chance she got she was going to take it. Gathering her clothing into the tub, Alex grabbed a bar of soap and turned the water on. She didn't have many things to wash, mainly due to the fact that there was only so much she could carry with her at a time, and with no place to live she didn't really have a choice but to pack lightly.
After washing and rinsing her clothes she moved all the towels off the drying rack, placing one on the floor so there wouldn't be water dripping anywhere before moving back to the tub and ringing out her clothes. After hanging them up to dry Alex grabbed two towels for herself and turned on the shower, ready to wash the filth of last night off of her body.
After her shower Alex dried off quickly, before getting dressed and starting to dry her hair. She was thankful for the shower, and for the hotel blowdryer being that it had been quite a while since she had used either luxury. After her hair was dry she fished her hair brush and stolen makeup out of her bag and quickly began to make herself presentable. She knew that she was running out of time for the use of these facilities and she would have to be back on the street in just a few hours. She did her makeup quickly but precisely being sure not to miss a spot before shoving everything back into her bag.
Grabbing a pair of clean and dry clothes that were still stuffed into her backpack and she decided to get dressed. A pair of ripped jeans and gray midriff top. Leaving her clothes to dry she grabbed the room key off the dresser along with her bag before heading out the door of her hotel room towards the lobby. She faintly remembered something about free breakfast in this hotel and she hoped she wasn't too late to make it there in time.
It wasn't always easy to get cheap food on the streets of Seattle, and spending all your money on drugs also didn't help with the matter. So Alex would eat all she could now and hopefully stash some with her for later. Getting to the lobby the smell of waffles was still strong and Alex smiled to herself as she got closer to the scent. Closing her eyes for a moment and breathing in she opened them again to watch a few other guests at the hotel sitting and eating their breakfast.
Getting two waffles, orange juice and an apple. Alex ate slowly, savoring each flavor of every single bite. When it looked like they were starting to shut down breakfast Alex stood quickly, shoving the last bites of apple in her mouth before throwing everything else in the garbage. Making a quick move she grabbed a banana and two apples, shoving them in her purse before heading back to her room.
Alex's clothes were mostly dry by the time she reached her room, so she used to blow dryer to get them as close as possible before shoving them back into her bag. Looking around the hotel Alex decided to take all the shampoos and soaps, throwing them in with her makeup and searching around for anything valuable. Finding nothing else, except for a pad of paper and a pen (which she did take), she decided it was time to check out. Grabbing the room keys she flung her bag over her shoulder and made her way out to the front desk. Turning in the keys and checking out was easy enough- but walking back into the depressing world of Washington where she was completely alone was a lot harder.
But Alex had things to do, people- well a person to see. Actually it was currently her favorite person in the world, who else but her drug dealer? Satisfied by the money she had made in the last few nights she strolled down the street with her head held high in the air, not worried about the cat calls and comments being yelled from different passing vehicles. When she made it to 2nd street she couldn't help the smile that crossed her face. Just a few more feet and she could be there. Heading down the alleyway to the side door that she always used she knocked three times, in just the way the she had been instructed and finally Chris answered the door.
"Thought I'd be seeing you soon." He said with a smile on his face, before closing the door once again.
Alex waited, used to his routine. In just moments he would be back with two grams of cocaine for her, and sure she'd be giving him almost all the money she had, but as far as she was concerned it was worth it. The addiction was something that she couldn't break, and definitely couldn't control.