As humans, we know we will die one day some of us even guess how that will happen. Morbid thoughts, but on occasion, it does happen. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined this though. The last few days should have taught me something about being close to death, but I'd ignored it. All for love, or what I believe is love. At 17, what do I know about love?
No matter what I may or may not have known, I did know at least one thing: I loved who I'd become with him. I was stronger with him than I had been. I'd been floating through life until he saw me. The man across from me now was nothing like the man I cherished so dearly. If he'd gotten my note, then I hoped I'd see him again before I'd died. I hoped to live past today.
I didn't plan to die today. It's why I'd left the notes I had. They'd find us, I know they would. But how would we be when they did. The hunter wanted to kill us in order to get them angry. It seemed like an easier task for him. Kill us quickly, before they could find us, and be hunted himself.
If I'd never decided to stay in Forks, I might not be staring my death in the face now. Maybe I was always meant to be here, standing next to my estranged sister, as we stared death in the face. I was prepared to die in order to protect the ones I loved, but my belief and hope were all I had right now. I grabbed my sister's hand and prepared for the worse.
The hunter smiled at us kindly before sauntering forward to kill us.
AN: Sorry this is so short. I'm going to do my best in order to mix the movies and the books together to the best of my ability. The next chapter will be longer, I promise.