Hello there! Its been quite some time and I do apologize to you about that. Things have gotten crazy for me. But here is a new story, something I have been working on for years and I hope that you guys enjoy this. The characters belong to Stephanie Meyer but the Plot line is all mine. Please be courteous and not steal this from me I have worked hard on this story.
~Rawr
"No! You need to run love!"
My eyes snapped open, lungs gasping for breath, my heart jack hammering in my chest as I tried to separate my dreams from the reality of where I was. Glancing at the clock I noticed that it was two thirty in the morning. Just great considering the big exam I have in seven hours. Stumbling down the short hall, the wood floors cold on my feet I entered the small bathroom. The lights nearly blinded me as I looked in the mirror. My chestnut locks were a tangled mess around my face my chocolate brown eyes wide from fear. My once ablaster skin is tinted pink from the exertion on my heart from my nightmares. However my concern was not on my own health or my own sanity but rather on him.
The last thing that I can remember is seeing his emerald eyes filled with hate and his lithe body positioned in front of my petite frame protecting me from the monsters approaching our location. Fully knowing that they were after me and would not stop until I was in their custody and away from the safety of him, his bronze hair was acting as a beacon for me in the early stages as I ran from them searching for safety. Safety which I found in his embrace tucked away from the horrors of the imaginary realm. However I knew that I had to snap out of my current thinking. It was all just a dream and I needed to brace myself for what was to come in my very real and revenant future. My macroeconomics exam was looming over my head like a death sentence I knew that if I did not get back to bed then I would be in trouble for this test. I needed to stay coherent and keep my thoughts in order, as much as it pained me away from him. Shutting off the light I stumbled back down the dark corridor to my room and the warmth of my bed asking for a few more scant hours of sleep.
Four hours later when the alarm next to my bed let out its shrill cry to wake the dead, the cold air seeping under my blankets to attack my skin and the light pitter patter of rain on my window I knew it was going to be a long day. Slipping from the safety of my bed I trekked the five feet across the room to my closet to gather my clothing for the day along with some semblance of sanity as well. This test scared me. I could not wait for this exam to be over, I wanted to get to the other parts of my day such as the English courses I need for my major. Those tend to be much more enjoyable then my required courses for a teaching degree. Getting dressed has always been a quick affair for me. I am not one to care about fashion or what other people tend to think of me. I am much more focused on the here and the now.
The scent of pancakes wafted from the kitchen to my nose. My mom knew that today was going be a rough day for me; she was pulling out all of the stops.
"Morning Mom! It smells delicious"
Turning she looked at me with her wide blue eyes and strawberry blond hair. A knowing smile graced her face. "I heard you up last night and figured you would need this since you have that test today. Honestly honey I don't know how you do it! I would never be able to survive that class like you do." A peal of laughter escaped her small frame, and only intensified when we heard my dad stumble down the hall muttering something about his god awful work boots.
"Renee are you laughing at me again?!" my father asked.
"Of course not Charlie I'm just laughing at something Bella said!" she shot me a wink. My dad's sturdy six foot four frame loomed in the kitchen door way, his mustache twitching with unshed laughter at my mom. Even after being married for twenty four years they still seem like high school kids in love. It is rather funny to watch my dad lean down to my mom's petite height of five foot five to give her the standard good morning kiss and compliment on breakfast.
"Pancakes huh? It must be test day then." My dad laughed. Ever since I reached the third grade, every day that I had a test my mom made her banana pancakes with a chocolate glaze to help me get through the exam.
"Unfortunately it's the macroeconomics midterm." I said while looking out into the small mist that shrouded my view of the forest that surrounded our property.
"Don't sweat it kiddo you will do just fine on this exam like you have on all of the others." My dad said with his signature smirk of wisdom.
"I know it's just stressful to have to worry about the grades and all of that. I can't get any lower than a C if I want to go and get my master's degree."
"Bella honey, you need to breathe and take it one day at a time. I know that you want your degree but you won't get it by constantly being stuck in the future. Baby you need to live for the now." My mom, even though she can be truly scatterbrained she is still a major voice of reason within this house. She can help talk me and my dad down from any crazy idea that we are on or talk us into doing something that will benefit us.
"I know mom, it's just in my nature to worry about everything that's going on and you know that." I sighed while taking another bite of my meal.
"I know Bella you just need to relax and take it easy. Do something for yourself that you normally wouldn't do."
"Okay mom, but not till after midterms are over!" I argued. I love my mom, she helps to make everything seem easier, and my dad is the strong force of us. When the family is faced with a challenge he takes it head on to help keep us in line and fighting to get our dreams. In our family I am the thinker, I will analyze a situation for hours until a solution is found, I also help cut corners where it's needed since the economy has fallen into a downward spiral.
My dad sighed and grabbed his plate to wash it off. "Thank you baby it was delicious, Bells good luck on your test sweetheart." My dad finished washing off his plate, his badge glinted in the light. Being the chief of police in our small town of Forks Washington my dad always had to be to the station early to give a morning brief to the boys. My mom had to be to the library later to help stock the shelves and all that fun for her job. I had to make the drive to the Port Angeles community college for my test and the rest of my classes for the day. The hour drive was going to be daunting considering I could not stop thing about this test in my distant future. The hour also gave me time to reflect. Giving my mom a kiss on her cheek I made my way out into the mist and to my ancient 1953 Chevy truck. Cranking the ignition two times just to get Nessie started she roared to life as I slipped the clutch down to shift gears and begin my drive.
I paid the utmost attention to everything around me in town, I did not need word of my distraction getting back to my parents, yet when the "Welcome to Forks" sign was a marker in my rear view I let my mind wander.
It's a typical cold rainy night in Seattle, the drumming of rain on my hood, the humidity curling my exposed hair and cheeks tinged red attempting to keep warmth to my face. Nearing Pikes Peak Market Place I smiled at the commotion of the day winding down to nothing. Footsteps coming from my left startled me. Glancing I noticed those piercing emerald irises set into a perfectly chiseled face and a long lithe body. Yet what really stuck with me was his hair. A perfect disarray on his head with several shades of bronze poking through like the stages of a penny looking like it took him hours to style it. From new and bright to an old tarnished bronze graced his head making him seem immortal.
However I knew that was not the case when a sickly pale arm snuck around his neck holding him to the burly body behind him. Red glinted from the man behind him. Those eyes haunted my every moment the pure hate contained within them scared me to the bone. I did not know what they were capable of but I knew it was something awful.
From my right I heard an awful hissing sound "Issabella! Oh Isssaaabellaa!"I whipped my head to the right and found those crimson irises staring me down. I knew then that they had found me. There was not much I could do. Not until that deliciously velvet voice rang out into the still of the night.
"No! You need to run love!"
Eternally grateful were the two words that came to mind, I was glad that my sensitive heart could take no more and woke me from the terror. I doubted that I could bare anymore of it. My past nightmares have already had me shivering from fear.
Red eyes pinned me to the wall in the boiler room. No escape routes near me I knew this would be my end just like the junkie he had killed. She had been peacefully ignorant of what was going on around her sleeping in nothing more than her bra and underwear next to the heat of the furnace. Her long brunette mane spread out underneath her spilling down the sides of the mattress and to the floor. That was until he grabbed her by the throat and pulled her struggling body to his mouth. Cringing farther into the corner as he dug his teeth into her flesh and the juncture of her neck and shoulder, the last I could hear was her pained moan as he took the life force that she had to offer.
Once he was significantly happy with the life he took and had his fill of her blood he dropped the corpse back on to the thin dirty mattress and began to saunter my direction with that sinister look in his eyes.
"Oh Isabella it is time for you to come to me my darling. I have what you need to break these bonds you are in and revive my dear Sculpia." He hissed reaching out to stroke my face.
The blare of a horn to my left startled me out of my thought process as Angela exited her beat up Camary to come my direction with a large smile on her face.
"Good morning! You ready for this exam or are you dreading it as much as I am?" She giggled. Angela's laughter was always infectious because of the twinkle in her eye and how witty she was when she chose to be.
"Not in the slightest but lets hope for the best considering this is in fact the dreaded midterm. I can't wait for the final and to have this class be over with! I want to do the more exciting parts of my major." I sighed.
"Believe me I know. I do not care about the whole thing just that if an inflationary period hits how much harder I will have to work in order to survive. Its not like the government does much anyway to help out right now. I just want to get to my history courses and focus on the intriguing events such as the world wars."
"You are such a nerd Angela but that's why I like you!" I laughed.
"Sweetie you are calling me the nerd? Have you looked in a mirror you are the one studying literature. All of those buffoons are already dead and did not leave a lasting impact on history like the people I study."
This is just what I needed, the lighthearted bantering with Angela before the tests to take my mind off of things and relax my body for this test. I could only pray that a higher power would be with me when the exam slid in front of me. Reading the first question I groaned to myself.
In the Aggregate supply and demand model what is the theory that many believed the economy would do in times of inflation?
Sighing I wiped my brain of him and began this long grueling exam.
Once finished with the exam I felt one hundred pounds lighter, and trust me my five foot five frame could not handle that weight. Stepping into the mist I sighed and allowed my mind to go in the direction my heart chose. That was back to those haunting green eyes of him.
"How do you think you did?" came from behind me, causing me to jump quite high from fright.
"Jesus Angela!" I exclaimed while trying to calm my rapidly moving heart. At this rate today I was going to have a heart attack, from the nightmare this morning to now my poor overworked heart could not get a break. "I think I did alright. I just want to get at least a B on that test."
"Bella are you alright? You look out of it today." I could not come up with a response to this so I just sighed and looked at her. "Here let's go get some lunch since we have time to kill and you tell me what's up with you these days." She suggested. I nodded in approval and we made our way to our favorite Italian place to eat.
This was going to be one long conversation.