Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Twilight series or Seth. However, Stephanie is ALL mine! : } MWAHAHAHA!
Some Even Fall to the Earth, a story of Seth and Steph and their relationship. I decided to try and mix it up by not starting with the imprinting, showing that the imprints have lives before being imprinted on.
It had started when I was six. The doctors said I had an over active imagination. Then at ten I stuttered but they just said it was acute nervousness. I still stuttered when I got too overwhelmed. By my early teens I'd been diagnosed with minor OCD and then by my freshman year in high school I'd developed a diagnosed fear of a lot of things but the worst was heights. Mom blamed it on my uncle who had committed suicide in front of me by jumping off the roof of his house but the truth was I'd been afraid of heights for as long as I could remember, it'd just gotten worse since his death. Finally by my senior year, I'd become a germaphobe. Not like the one from Mean Girls Two but enough so that I had various hand sanitizers and baby wipes along with all the antiseptics I could fit into my purse with me at all times.
I walked into my apartment in downtown Seattle and once again thanked whoever the architect was that had put apartments on the first floor, and nice ones at that.
I threw my keys in the bowl and plopped down on my couch as I flicked on the TV. My golden retriever, Milk, ran over to me from her bed. Ever since her birth six months ago, her coat had been a white blonde coat hence the name.
"Milkie! Do you wanna go on a walk?" I asked excitedly as she jumped up and down in front of the couch before landing her large puppy paws on my stomach.
"Ooff..." I said as the air rushed out of my lugs.
"I'll take that as a yes." I wheezed, turning the TV off and grabbing the leash.
She got even more excited as I tried to hook her leash on. Eventually I got it and grabbed my keys again. We had an hour long route that passed by our favorite bakery. The owner, Katherine, always had a little treat for Milk and depending on the season, a fresh peppermint hot chocolate or blueberry muffin. She had the best baked goods in town and I'd made a point to try them all when I moved into the city.
I put in my iPod and got together Milkie's leash before picking up my keys again and locking up as she strained against my hold.
"Hold on there, puppy." I laughed as she pulled me along the normal route. We walked until we reached Katherine's bakery where Milkie just plopped her butt down on the sidewalk and looked up at me expectantly.
"Boy, you sure are spoiled." I grumbled, bringing her into the shop where Annie had our order waiting and ready to go. I pulled out the small amount of cash and placed it on the counter where the food had been and took it outside to eat.
We sat on the curb and ate our food in silence with Milkie eagerly gobbling up the cupcake. Once she was done, she looked up at me expectantly and I stood with my peppermint tea walking back to the apartment.
I collapsed on my bed after a short dinner in preparation for the psychiatry appointment that I had first thing in the morning. I had negotiated with my job that once a week, I got part of the morning off for these appointments that my mother was making mandatory.
Not being able to sleep, I got up and switched on the TV. CSI: NY was on so I was able to watch something interesting but ended up falling asleep and waking the next morning with a crick in my neck. Running late, I managed to jump in the shower quickly and throw on my favorite pair of shorts and a lace back hi-low tank top before dashing out the door with a bagel in hand as I poured Milkie's dog food into her bowl next to the door.