Second Encounters Can Complicate Lives
Prologue
It was late afternoon and the sky was still over-cast, as was usual in the small dreary town of Forks, Washington. As much as I preferred to wallow in my self-pity, I was being dragged-or rather driven- by my sister, Annaleigh Swan, to meet her new fiancé. Not only said fiancé, but also his family. Apparently, it was of utmost priority because they just couldn't wait to meet a member of her family, why they were so concerned with her family was still sort of a mystery to me. Seeing as I hadn't ever seen him, I was practically walking in this blind! Who knew what kind of people they were? But something in me, possibly my denial, told me I was being irrational. I knew I was, because even I knew my sister wouldn't take such a huge step with just anyone. But refusal to meet him wouldn't sit well with her, how would it, when in my times of need she never abandoned me. It was only fair I be there for her as well, and be there for her I shall.
All she'd told me was that he was drop-dead gorgeous and belonged on a runway, not Forks obviously, but I knew, that it was in these quiet suburbs that the best kind walked. I was bitter, yes, possibly a little envious, looking at my own sister get her happy ending was painful, but I refused to stand in her way. I closed my eyes and told myself to relax, but as soon as I did, a vivid memory began to play behind my eyelids. I was so absorbed in the intensity of the memory, I didn't even noticed when the engine had stopped and the car had come to a standstill. I opened my eyes, and all I wanted was to shut them back.
"We're here!" announced Annaleigh cheerfully.
For standing before me was none other than the Cullen Residence, the only place in this dreary town I had sworn to forget. In mere minutes, the porch was filled with the people I once called family, and the people who had thought me to be anything but.