Hey so this is the beginning of my version of twilight with all the twilight characters that belong to Stephenie Meyer and my own original characters. unlike the book that focuses on the vampire side my fanfiction is based in La push and about a girl that get to be the imprint of the wolf that i think doesn't get the right lot of girls. but please understand that this is my view and that i am not trying to put anyone down for having a different view of things in twilight.
Hope you give this story a try and the response to these three chapters will determine if i carry on with the story.
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"Well what am I going to do, you heard the judge" a tall woman practically yelled at the person on the other end of the phone.
"I don't want this, I never wanted this" she paused for the other person answer.
"I went through with this because you said you wanted to and what, now we're not married I have deal with what YOU wanted like always" the woman was pacing around the living room of her three bedroom house that she got when her and her husband had devoiced.
"Yes I did, when we were husband and wife who was the one who had to drop everything for the other" she paused what the man said next.
"One time I do something for my career one time and it was only a weekend away in Paris" another pause.
"Her teachers understood when she wasn't in school that Monday and that was one day not like when you took us all the way to Japan for a week out of the blue".
"Oh so your work as a lawyer is so much more important than mine as an accountant when it comes to deals outside the country" the scowl on the woman's face darkened.
"Look I really don't care, what I care about is that I'm stuck with YOUR burden out this and I want OUT of it" pause. "Because remember you're the one that was like, of way don't we keep it, it's time we we're" but the other person cut her off before she could finish.
"If you remember rightly it WAS you that said that and I was the one that wanted to get rid of her, that I wasn't ready for a kid".
"I don't know, what about your cousin Billy, he loves her, after all he's always sending her books of their tribes history and myths, she would fit right in" the scowl wasn't so deep now as she and the man thought for a moment.
"Well the court wouldn't have to really know, I mean we live in London and we could just sent her over there and change it all you could say I'm thinking over moving over there and sorting things out here but giving her a head start in the education system over there".
"Well tell him I'm always working and I wanted her to be around family if anything happened and we think that she should go to the same school as his kid Jake for something" the women made her way into the hallway of the house that would lead out the house.
"Tell him I want her over their so she can start to look at what the she'll be studying before the next year starts, then tell him we'll both give him the courts settlement price until I move over there and can get her".
"Jim she's 14, it won't be that damaging to her education I mean she'll be what, freshmen maybe besides your stupid cousin won't realise that we've dumped her on him till it's too late" she grabbed a small black purse and opened the clasp.
"Look Jim as much as I want to stand here on the phone with you all night I can't, I have a date waiting for me and I'm going to be late" she took out the lipstick from the purse.
"What do you mean have I got a babysitter? Why would I need to pay someone to look after her?" she began to apply the top lip of the deep red lipstick.
"You know what, if you were so worried about her why didn't you just have her instead of leaving her up to me" she snapped, emphasising the 'so' with loads of sarcasm.
"You know what Jim, just speck to your stupid cousin then we won't have to deal with the consequences to YOUR decisions" and with that she snapped her phone closed, checked her make up one last time and then walked out her front door, not understanding what her decision on a young girls life would set a rolling ball of event on its course.
