Preface
Isabella Cullen
As Billy said the words, I could see it, playing before me like a movie. An old black and white, flashing scenes before my eyes. In the end, it made sense didn't it? From the moment I met Jacob, there was a greater sense of presence to him. He was more than just the lanky boy whose family had played as key a role in my life in Forks as Charlie. I always knew that. Looking at Billy, I realized the same presence radiated from him as well. Even Rachel, fate and destiny did not use a random model to decide it was her that was meant to be with Paul. It was the entire family, there were something more. Billy's words continued on, continued painting…
Rain fell down on the La Push Reservation as a young woman with russet skin drove through the night. Her grip on the steering wheel was tight and her mossy green eyes were focused on the road. Her posture remained stiff as she drove away from the reservation and into the small town of Forks. She stopped by a street sign and shifted her eyes to her right. A large creature ran past her with great speed. She watched the creature cross her path in the darkness, pausing to turn its giant head and gaze into the car. For a millisecond, she felt the familiar pain, the earning, as if a gentle hook were located in the middle of her chest, the pull. She heard a car speeding down the road on her right. Without turning to affirmatively locate the car's path, she knew. Slamming on the gas pedal, rocketing the car to the black space she knew needed to be filled, she knew needed a barrier. Quickly she came into contact with the speeding car one her right. She flew forward crashing through the window and out of the car. Her head smashed against the road as the person struggled to get out of his car. Her breathing became staggered and her eyes shortly closed.
"I need an ambulance now! There's been an accident!" The man yelled into his phone as she kneeled over to woman. Moments later police and ambulances arrived to the scene. They strapped the woman on a gurney and rushed her to the hospital. A man with russet colored skin and dark eyes burst into the hospital carrying a small sleeping boy with him.
"Charlie, how is she?" He asked approaching a man in a police uniform with brown curly hair and brown eyes. His eyes dropped as he sighed.
"I'm sorry Billy she's gone." Charlie said in a remorseful voice. Billy mouth clenched as he looked at his friend. The boy began to shift in his arms and Billy turned to him.
"Daddy, where's Mommy?" The young boy asked as Billy sighed. He put the young boy in a chair as he kneeled in front of him.
"Jacob, you're mother died." Billy said.