WARNING: M/M, So if this bothers you, I advise you to turn away.
A/N: This was the one I was talking about… Anyways, the story mainly revolves around MY OMC, Casey Mackenzie… So I hope you give it a chance. I don't want to get into much details, but I know that it will be satisfying.
D: I do not own any of the characters of Twilight, just my OMC's Casey and Eli. The rest belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
CHAPTER 1
Casey's POV
"Why do you want to stop here Eli?" I questioned Elias sitting in the passenger side of our Denali.
"I don't know, but I do want to get something to eat." He responded with a chuckle and a peck on the cheek. "This place is beautiful."
"I don't know babe…" I scanned the surroundings and reviewed the surroundings. "It seems to be under a constant canopy of clouds and rain, but... more similarities to home."
"It's still beautiful, probably filled with depressed people," we both chuckled at the comment, "but beautiful."
Forks Washington. For some inadequate reason, our route ventured to this small town. Elias Sanders, my umm…. Boyfriend and I are heading back down to Seattle to visit his parents for thanksgiving. I'm kind of regretting travelling under the weather conditions, but Eli insisted we take on the adventure. So I agreed to his constant begging and convincing. I guess I just loved him more than I should have, but I'm not complaining.
"This looks promising?" Eli pulled his feet off of the dash and slipped his boots back on. Smiling as we pulled into a small diner. "What do you think Caz?"
"It will have to do." He playfully hit my arm and slipped on his Bench jacket. "Let's go, I'm hungry."
We entered the warm cozy restaurant to be stared down by some curious townspeople. The waitress approached us wearing the typical diner attire, an apron and hair net around her bun. She kindly informed us to take a seat wherever comfortable and she would take our order. We took our seat in the nearest available booth before she took our order of chicken strips with fries and two Pepsi's.
"So babe…" Elias swallowed the last of his fries and looked up at me, "are you nervous about going to meet my parents?"
"No. Not really." I tried to lie, but Eli always seems to have a talent to know when I was lying. "Sort of."
He shook his head and chuckled, "well you don't have to be. My mom and dad know everything I told them, and they seem very eager to meet you." He sipped on his straw, "and Peyton seems eager to meet you too."
"Oh yea, your kid sister…." I moved over to the seat beside him. "Well I'm sure if you love me as much as you say, then they'll eventually grow to like me."
"I know they will." At the moment of glancing at the door, a tall native man entered with two other women. "Something wrong?"
"No, I just feel like I met those people." I observed the what seemed to be a family. A woman that looked like she was in her late thirties/ early forties walked ahead to sit in a booth, followed by a younger woman around her early twenties. Then the young man that seemed to be the same age as the younger woman, maybe twins or lovers, but they all seemed to be familiar, but I've never been here in the states.
"Are you checking him out?" Eli smirked at my sudden daze towards the younger man.
"What if I am?" I chuckled. "Are you getting jealous?"
"Not at all," he gripped my arm and pulled my hand down to his crotch area, "but you know what's good for you right?"
I looked at him in surprise, "I wasn't checking him out, it's just… something about them makes me feel like I know them." I chuckled.
"Yeah right, I know you are," He entwined our fingers and leaned in for a kiss, "after all, he is kind of cute."
I laughed at his attempt to hide the obvious attraction he had towards the younger male. The waitress placed the bill on the table and gave a smile and walked away.
"Well we should get going." I stood up and pulled out my wallet from the back pocket of my faded denim jeans. "We want to get you parent's house before night falls."
"Okay." He stood up and followed me to the exit.
My name? Casey Mackenzie. Currently residing on Victoria Island in British Columbia Canada with my boyfriend Elias Sanders. I was raised by my adopted parents, Robert and Carol Mackenzie in a small town of Galiano, on Galiano Island. It never occurred to me that I was adopted in the first place; I just figured my darker complexion was somewhat a gift. But my parents figured they would tell me on my sixteenth birthday. I admit, I was upset at first that they kept this secret from me, but I accepted it and let them know that I still loved them no matter what. I took advantage of the situation as well, figuring since they kept a hurtful secret, I would come out to them and we would be even. It was almost like I expected them to push me away and give up on me. But they didn't, and I thanked them till this day that they accepted every part of me.
My attempt to take a year off was out favored by my parents, and they encouraged me to go straight to college after the summer was over. So I did. They paid for my tuition to a Media and Arts program at a branched off college from the film school back home. I figured I would gain the experience and become an instructor at the campus at home. A year into the program, I met Elias.
The first day I saw him, I fell for him, and fell hard. His beautiful hazel eyes and light complexion is what drew me to him most. But everything about him made me fall in love with him. His sandy colored hair, his sculpted face, and his slender body shape that made him the average to others, but not me, he was more than that, he was, is beautiful. I couldn't help but be nervous whenever I came close to him, especially when he gave glance or the beautiful smile.
It took me at least two months to finally speak to him, and to my advantage, I discovered he felt the same way. We went on our first date that night, and from then on, we became an item.
After several late discussions, he explained his roots. He moved from the big city of Seattle to venture off wherever his path would take him, leading him here with a scholarship. So he never refused. He also opened up about the situation of schooling in a homophobic environment. He only had a couple friends, and he complained of how much he missed them. I didn't blame him either, they sounded friendly and caring, more than I could say for myself, I was kind of a loner.
We've been steady for almost for four years now this thanksgiving. I always brought him home to my parents seeing how he couldn't afford to go home on the holidays, only on Christmas holidays, and alone. So this year, I saved enough for us to drive down to Seattle and to finally become acquainted with the family he praised.
I admit; it has been nerve wrecking with the constant reminder that I had to make a great impression for my probable in-laws, well I hoped my future in-laws. Like I said, I'm in love with Elias, and I'm hoping the future consists of marriage and a family one day. I know, I'm such a romanticist, clueless of the consequences of heartbreak, but I get this strong feeling that Eli is the one. I know he feels the same way too; our late night discussions usually subsided with the topic, of when and where. It just became a matter of a legal ceremony and the money to pay for it.
Right now, my position at the film school as the constant mentor wasn't promising a steady wage, which leads me to pursue a career in making independent films when I return home; hoping my work will become noticed and I'll be able to provide for Eli and I. After all, Eli continues to show his support and encouraged me to take the risk. You see… that's why I've grown to love him, no matter the conditions, he, not in doubt continues to remind me that we're in this together. I support him in his art and animation, while he supports me with my love of directing.
After a day of celebrating with Elias' family, we're getting ready to return back to Victoria. I guess I should explain my introduction to his family. His father, Dean Sanders, is a very abrasive man, well respected and very protective of his family and his kids; I've become a witness to one of his pep talks towards me on taking care of his son. I of course admitted my dedication to our relationship and the status of it. His mother, Jeannie Sanders, seemed to enjoy my company, clearly ecstatic to our relationship with the constant reminders of how 'cute' we're together, or how happy she was that I am making Elias happy. She is a very affectionate woman, and she reminded me of my mom, insisting that I call her mom, and explained that family doesn't greet each other with handshakes, but with hugs. Now Peyton was a whole different story, always teasing her brother and I with the inappropriate jokes of our relationship, and asking questions about our sex life. I would normally be offended, but she had this trait about her that made things feel normal.
The only other family he had there were his aunt and her husband and their son and daughter. I won't get into details on them, but they seemed to be an important part of Elias' life, and I was grateful that he had this much love and affection from his family.
Before we departed, I had a private conversation with his parents; asking their permission for their son's hand in marriage. Of course when we were ready. His father seemed to be questionable about the request, but soon agreed and gave me 'Welcome to the family' hug. His mother seemed the most excited, but I explained that we wouldn't tie the knot right away, but hopefully within the next two years. They respected my wishes to keep the decision private until I was ready to pop the question. I thanked them for their approval and their welcome.
We said our goodbyes and headed back home at seven AM.
"I'm glad they liked you." Elias admitted with the upmost expression I've seen in awhile. "I was a little worried they would be questionable."
"Really?" I chuckled, "I thought I did good, and I'm glad they approved of me too."
"We're still going to stop at La Push beach on our way home right?" He held my hand and gave me his puppy dog eyes, "please?"
"I did promise you." I smiled. "Even though we live not too far from the beach."
"A change of scenery is always a good thing." He giggled and kissed my hand.
"I know." I nodded, looking over to him, "have I ever told you that I loved you?"
"Always… and I'm glad you do, because I love you more."
The entire drive to Forks was silent, due to the fact that Eli was asleep and I didn't want to wake him. It gave me the opportunity to think about how I was going to ask him to marry me, and where it would take place. I knew one thing for sure; I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. I always debated with the idea, I did have my doubts of this relationship going further than it had, but after four years- today being our anniversary- I'm more adequate to our bond. But even to my satisfaction, I knew I could have more, and I knew that Eli felt mutual.
"Were here Eli." I shook him out of his peaceful sleep, whispering in his ear to wake up.
We sat on the beach, it wasn't on La Push, but it didn't matter. Eli encased in my arms, taking soft breaths basking in the beauty of the sun setting, it peaked over the horizon, giving off a hazy picture as the clouds attempted to cover what was left. The breeze was a cool mist as we were surrounded by boulders and rotting logs. The view was beautiful, and I had the chance to share it with one of the most important people in my life.
"It's beautiful." Eli cooed.
"Just like you." I brushed my cheek on his hair, "everything about you is."
He wrapped his arms around me tighter and chuckled, "you always know how to make me smile."
"That's all I want to do." I looked at our entwined hands, our thumbs fiddling together. "As long as I have you, I'm happy."
"We should get going though before it gets too dark." I sighed as he stood up.
"Wait here." I stopped him before walking back to the vehicle. This was the perfect time to ask him. It has taken a lot from me to hide the ring in the hidden pockets of my luggage. I've been debating on asking him, not because I was questioning our relationship. It has been nothing but great actually, but my nerves always get the best of me.
"Casey?" I peeked my head from behind the vehicle to see a pale man standing beside Eli, giving a questionable grin that made me uncomfortable.
I walked over and grabbed Eli's hand, "can I help you?"
The man in a leather jacket, red V-neck and faded jeans stood around six feet in front of us. He had golden pressed locks, and his skin shined and sparkled from the small amount of daylight. What the hell is wrong with this guy? He looked intriguingly attractive.
"No. I just seem to find him to be very… tasteful." I couldn't help but pull Eli closer to me. "Are you his mate?"
"Yes. He is with me." Eli held my waist for comfort.
"Interesting…" He smirked, "a two for one deal."
"'scuse us, but we must be going." I said.
Just as I was pulling Eli with me to walk back to the vehicle, a brunette woman blocked our path. Her eyes were blood red, and her skin was as same as the man's. They had the build of a predator, and it seemed they found their prey, us.
"I want this one…" She gave an evil grin before pressing against me and licking my jawline.
"Back the fuck off me." I could hardly shove her aside, she remained in her stance, and her skin was rock hard and cold as ice. "What the hell are you?"
"That doesn't concern you," I hadn't noticed that the man was already standing behind Eli, breathing erotically on his neck making him shiver in disgust. "Hurry before the wolves get here Jessie."
Jessie, what the man called her, was pressed against me hissing towards my neck. What the fuck was this bitch doing? "I said leave us alone."
"We can't do that." The man chuckled and gripped Eli closer causing him to tread a tear down his cheek. I was able to push Jessie off of me and as I raised my fist at the man, a silent growl caught all of our attention.
The man backed away from Eli while Jessie became a blur and stood to hide behind the man, clasping his hand in hers, "Darrin?" She whispered to the man, "we have to go." She tugged on his hand and they both fled in the blink of an eye. We looked over into the forest to see a pack of wolves, oversized wolves. Seven oversized wolves. One of the largest ones, the pitch-black one bolted off to follow the two freaks while all but two stayed behind to stare us down. A tall russet brown one and a smaller grey and black one stared us down.
"Eli? Let's go." I pulled him towards the vehicle and ushered him to get in.
"Wait please?" I turned around to find the same man from the diner on our first visit, dressed in khaki's and bare-chested. "We need to talk to you."
"Where the hell did you come from?" I asked, stunned the fact that he suddenly appeared. "Where's the other wolf?"
"You can't tell anyone about what you saw." The man walked closer. "Please?"
"Why?" I looked over his shoulder to find that the other wolf disappeared too. "Who are you?"
"My name is Seth," he reached his hand out for me to shake, "and he's Jacob." He pointed to the man behind him walking towards us, dressed in only jean cutoffs. "Yours?"
"Casey, and that's my boyfriend Elias." I pointed to Eli sitting in the passenger side waving to be sociable. "Wait! I'm confused." He gave me a confused look, "there are wolves and creeps running around in these forests, and you and… Jacob is walking around without any shirts? Are you guys trying to get yourselves killed?" I asked, noticing that the Jacob guy was walking over to talk to Eli.
"No." He sighed, "I can't tell you that. I just need your word that you wont tell anyone what you saw."
"And what exactly is it that we saw?" I couldn't seem to get what he was saying. A couple creeps were bothering us before a wolf pack scared them away. Wait… they were freakishly fast. "Are you guys protecting those creeps?"
He chuckled, "no, we were getting rid of them for you, protecting you."
I was about to say something when I heard Eli telling the Jacob guy back off. "Leave him alone, he doesn't need to be bothered by you so fuck off."
This guy was crazy. The exact moment I defended Eli, he began to shake furiously and growl viciously. "Jake? Don't do it." Seth was trying to calm the asshole down.
"Back off Seth…" He shoved the guy to the side, "He's MINE!" He pointed to Eli, now terrified by the crazy asshole. Before I could do anything, he gripped the door and yanked it off and throwing it to the side.
"What the fuck are you?" I was trying my best to pull him away, but he shoved his elbow into my side and I'm sure breaking my ribcage. I was in agony, and I couldn't do anything to stop him from grabbing Eli against his will and taking off into the forest. "GET BACK HERE ASSHOLE!" I tried to get up, but I looked at my side to see a massive bruise.
"I'm sorry Casey, I'll explain what just happened, but I have to get you to a hospital." Seth picked me up and raced me to the Denali.
"It fucking hurts." I cried out from the back seat, Seth continued to apologize while speeding to the small town of forks.
I'm going to kill Jacob when I see him.
A/N: So what do you think? Continue worthy? I know I said I would wait until I was done "A Weird Kind Of Love." But then the ideas keep dangling and kept throbbing in my mind to be written down. But don't worry; AWKOL will be my first priority until it's finished. So please review, and if I can get 10 reviews, I will post the next one. That is all for now…
Much Love,
TurnItUp03