Hey guys, its Rosie here. So I've decided to make a Twilight Fan-fic. It's a first for me, and actually, it's my first fan-fic on this site with this account(I had another account a year or so ago, but I forgot the password and stuff). Sooo…wish me luck! It starts on Christmas, but doesn't really have much to do with it. This is just the prologue, but I already have the first chapter in the works, so if you guys like it I should have the first chappie up soon! I hope you like it. Please read and review. Reviews are what drive me to write more and write better! Thanks lots!

**Also, this is rated T for some language and the slightest bit of adult content. It doesn't get graphic at all, trust me.

***Sorry, last note. I'm still indecisive about the title of this. Please do read this and tell me if you like the title for it. If not, I'd love suggestions! Thank you!

Prologue

We sat there for a long time, just staring at each other. I felt like I could sit there forever. In fact, I didn't feel like I could move it all. It was a little scary, but gave me a great rush at the same time. "Do you have contacts or something?" I asked, blinking.

He grinned, sparkling white teeth shining at me. "Yeah, contacts. Do you like them?"

"Yeah, they're so cool." I replied, trying to catch my breath just from being so close to him. "They're kind of scary, but in a good way. Like, you could scare someone shitless if you wanted to, with just one glare. But at the same time, you're melting me with your eyes, they're so warm and sweet." I sounded like such a little girl, babbling on and on. I snapped my mouth shut. He reached out and let an ice cold hand graze my cheek. I laid my hand over top of his, where it rested on my jaw line. "Your hand is so cold. Maybe we should go back inside or something." I murmured.

"No." he responded easily, pulling his hand away. "I'm fine, really. Are you cold?" I shook my head no and let my hand fall to my lap. He took it in his instantly. "May I kiss you, my Juliet?"

My head was spinning, he was so close. He smelled amazing. That cologne he was wearing was perfect…but I couldn't quite put my finger on the scent exactly. My eyes gazed along his face. He was so beautiful, I felt self-conscious being so close. I finally managed a nod so small you wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't been paying close attention.

He took my face in his hands, inching slowly closer and closer. Suddenly, his lips were on mine. The feeling was amazing, like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was soft, very gentle and sweet, but fiery with passion at the same time. My hands tangled into his short black hair, pressing myself against his hard, cold body. I felt his lips leave mine, leaving behind a faint tingle.

My mind was about to start complaining that it had ended so soon, when his lips were on my jaw, gently kissing there before trailing down my neck, to my collarbone. He pressed his nose against my neck and left butterfly kisses dangerously near my chest. His lips trailed back up to my neck, where they stopped and pressed against my skin, sending sparks flying in front of my eyes. My heart was beating so fast, I thought I might explode. I couldn't believe the feelings burning inside me. I never wanted it to end.

Rapidly, everything began to change. He had me pinned on the ground, my back squashing onto the soft pine needles on the forest floor, sharp branches digging into my back. I didn't think it was possible, but my heart was beating even faster than before. But it was no longer with excitement and passion, it was with fear. I thought I knew what he was going to do. It happened in movies and crime shows all the time. I prayed he would laugh, let me go, tell me it was a joke.

"Stop!" I screeched, the fear building. "Let me up!"

"Shh shh, it's okay, darling. Calm down." He whispered. His lips traveled once more to my neck, where they settled, parting against the warm skin. My mind was spinning, grasping for a thought, something to hold onto. I was losing it. I didn't know what to do. I didn't even know what he was doing. He was just laying there on top of me, lips on my neck.

Suddenly, there was pain.

Pain beyond belief, beyond imagination. I could never have imagined that I could even imagine such pain! I thought I was going to explode before, but now…I didn't even know. It was like acid running through my veins, burning them until they disintegrated. Then it happened again. And again and again. It was an endless loop, never ending cycle. I was screaming. I knew I was screaming. The moon was a beautiful, sparkling silver color.

All I knew was the blackness I could see, the pain coursing through me, my own screams, and that silver moon.

I hope you guys liked it! Please read and review, it would mean sososo much to me!

Hugs and kisses!

~Rosie