DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or the characters used in this fanfiction (except Vincent). Stephanie Meyer owns this amazing piece of work where stalkers are welcome to climb in your bedroom window and watch you sleep. JOKES but yeah, there will be some Edward bashing within this story so... Sorry if you like him.
Prologue
I could not remember being this close to danger.
Close enough to feel it bite at my bare skin.
Close enough to taste its hatred on my tongue.
Close enough to hear its angered hiss in my ears.
Close enough to sense its presence creep around me.
As if it was a snake, waiting to lunge at its prey.
My unnaturally quick running strides only took me closer to my death.
I was afraid of it all.
I hated all of them.
I wanted home.
To be home with him.
Them.
My family.
Half of my mind was yelling for me to turn back to safety.
The other half wanted to me to keep going, to keep looking.
The fear that filled my body was brutal.
The fear, I knew, would not be forgiving at all.
The fear was not frightened to make itself known.
Like it always would.
Like it already had.
But I was not scared for myself.
No, no, no!
I was scared for him…
I just could not help it…
The fear of losing him was so strong…
…And if I lost him, he would have broken his promise.