When the Dark and Light Collide
Prologue
It had been twenty long years, twenty years, sixteen days, and thirty-seven minutes exactly since when I last heard his voice. I could almost feel tears prink my eyes as I remembered… remembered when I asked him if he didn't want me. If I could I was sure there would be a pool of tiny puddles scattered across the pillow.
No he had said. No he didn't want me, no he didn't need me, no I don't love you. If only my heart could ache, if it could only beat I'd know it would break. I rubbed at my eyes roughly, but there was no wetness across my cheeks. I starred up at the ceiling, praying that one day I could sleep. I knew it was useless- trying to find a comfortable position to relax- I didn't sleep, I never could. But I tried to seem normal, and sleeping around eight hours was normal. I sighed and rolled over onto my other side, starring at the sleeping figure beside me.
I smiled slowly. Jacob.
He was older now. 36. But he didn't look much older from when I first saw him after… after I was attacked. He still had that boyish smile set on his lips as he lay in slumber. I frowned, envied him. His red-brown skin looked rusted as always, but the lines of age on his face barely showed. He had gotten in only when the sun was starting to rise in the early morning. Sam and the others didn't come to the door; they never did though of course they knew I was up. They always said that they didn't want to wake the kids. Jacob and I knew better. It was forbidden. We were forbidden.
A flash of sharp white teeth. The blood dripping from my neck. The instant burning of fire splayed across my skin burrowing deeper in my veins. I gulped, thinking of the pain. Venom slowly seeping threw my body…. It was all like a nightmare. Jake and his gang of werewolves were too late. I saw his big black eyes as I lay on the grass, my eyes squeezed together, fighting to stay alive. My heartbeat was getting weaker by the second, but somehow it still beat on.
Jacob Black had shook with anger as he stared down at my changing form. It was only he and I in the dark forest; Sam and the others had chased Laurent away. He collapsed to his knees, hovering over me, his tears warming my face.
"I'm so sorry," I heard him whisper.
The tears came, rolling out of my eyes. I was surprised that I could even cry. "For what?" I asked, though I knew.
Jake didn't answer; he merely pulled his hand closer to my face and swiped away a tear. But he gasped and I looked up at his face, my eyes blurred. There was a burn on Jacob's finger. He stared at it in amazement, I remembered him saying that he could heal fast, but the scar never left even to this day.
"Venom," I whispered sadly.
He had flinched back, remembering what I was becoming. His eyes turned cold for a second, but he shook his head to himself and said with determination, "I'll never leave you."
Jacob Black kept his promise still to this day.
I looked at him, tired from a night of protecting the town from people like me. Vampires.