Neverending Dusk
Summary
Moving from a sunny island, a teenager is soon stranded in a different place, where it's barely sunny, and it constantly rains. Soon she finds herself in the middle of a war; but not human-like. Instead, creatures she'd never thought existed, become an essential key to end, or to continue this war, that seems neverending. There she'll find the true meaning of life, love and family.
Chapter 1-- Encounters
Chlöe's POV
It was one of the darkest nights I've ever had in this stupid, wet and cold place: Forks. Nice name eh? It'd be the same if it was named spoon or knife. For all that I cared; my life was established back there on always sunny Puerto Rico. It was mom's idea that we moved to this small town. She'd got a job at an important, yet small company. Dad would be working part-time at a local store and we'd be settled. I'd clean the house and go to school, like normal teenagers do. Except that I'm allergic to a lot of cleaning products; but mom thinks it's an excuse for me not to do a simple thing at home.
The other thing is that my dad was convicted when I was little. I never knew why though. I had a rough childhood, moving from place to place, until mom had settled on Puerto Rico. But again, we had to move, no explanation, as usual. Mom had this slight case of schizophrenia. She'd freak out at the slightest sight of tension.
Mom was working double shifts, and so I'd been left home cleaning. Dad was at work, and I had no idea what was taking him so long. I looked up at the clock and it flashed 9:30 PM in strong red letters. He was supposed to be back by 5:30. The door soon opened, and a strong scent of alcohol invaded the house. He had done it again. Dad was drunk. It was up to me, again, to find out why he would drink the family's salary in one night.
"Chlöe, get me some beers at the store, now." Were the first words he'd shouted, and by just staring at him from upstairs made me sick. That wasn't my father. This was a rude, mean and obnoxious person.
"Dad, I'm kind of cleaning for when mom gets home." I simply said. I didn't want to get in a discussion with that, but I thought to myself that I'd rather have some dignity left. I was barely legal and I didn't want a reputation like in the other places we'd been. That young teenager who'd buy two six packs of beers and be back for more in just a few hours. I wanted to look more responsible. I wanted mom to look at me and not be ashamed. But I couldn't tell her what dad did with our money. After all, she'd work so hard to keep this family up.
"CHLÖE! GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!" He was getting closer, since the odor was getting stronger by the minute.
"I'm coming." I lied. I almost ran onto my bedroom and locked me down, but he was upstairs already.
"What the hell are you doing?" He'd menaced me. "Didn't I warn you that you'd better behave or you'd be back at boot camp?!" Boot camp was his idea. He told mom that I'd be better there, and that they would teach me not to be a compulsive drinker. Of course, I wasn't the one drinking down all of our money in a cheap bar.
"Dad I gotta go to the bathroom to get some cleaning supplies." I lied once more. Truth is, I wanted to escape so desperately. I needed to get out of this cycle.
I'd just turn around and he'd grab me by the hair, the strong odor of alcohol getting into my hair, asphyxiating me. I decided to hold my breath and try to punch him on the stomach… but that wouldn't do him much; instead I'd hurt me.
He desperately slammed my head onto a wall, and it'd cracked a bit. Suddenly, my vision was a blur. I needed to get out, so I fought my way out, running desperately towards the stairs. I tripped and began rolling down the stairs. This had hurt so much since last time. By then I was just 16 and he'd just hit me with the broom on the back. I heard from a distance, a car approaching. I'd decided that was my only chance to get out of here, so I'd began running desperately towards the door. I ran away from home, and didn't regret it a bit.
I'd hid into some bushes, and there was mom's car. I thought it was better if she didn't know. So, I'd keep on walking instead. My head hurt a lot. And I felt a warm rush falling onto my skin. I'd turn around and saw no one, so I'd keep on walking. But the smell of salt was getting stronger, so I'd touch my hair, and saw I was bleeding. I couldn't visit a doctor or anyone… so I'd decided to hold on the pain a bit, and keep on moving.
I suddenly found myself on a highway. It was cold and dark, and I couldn't see a soul moving around. I got scared and kept walking at a much faster pace, but still, it'd hurt a lot, and I didn't see clearly where I was going.
Evangeline's POV
As I ran, speedily, through the forest, my nose burned me. I hissed. There were werewolves in this area. Kelly ran behind me. From her disgusted facial expression, I knew she could smell it too. She smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. "Looks like we have company, Eve."
"Don't even think about it Kelly."
"Aww Eve why not?"
"Because we're just passing through. I don't want any trouble."
"Or are you just scared?"
"Kelly..."
"Don't Kelly me. I'm sick of you and your to careful ways! Its bad enough that we don't even drink human blood but we never get any excitement! I'm going!" and like that she sped off. "Kelly you naïve twit." I muttered to myself and chased after her all the while cussing her to the very depths of hell for maybe getting us in a very bad situation. I chased her to the very middle of the forest, where there was a vast meadow. I saw her hiding behind a tree. Watching a young boy leaning over a human girl. "He... he's the werewolf? Why he looks like nothing but an over built kid on steroids!" Kelly said rudely. I glared at her. I stared at the sight that unfolded before me. The boy looked into the girl's eyes lovingly. I couldn't understand that. She was human. He was a werewolf. Those to species should not be able to co-exist. Its like vampire and werewolf. It just isn't so. "What's going on?" I whispered. "I don't know but what I do know is that I'm happy I didn't feed before looking at this spectacle. It'd be all over your shoes."
"You cant throw up. You're dead. Remember?" I rolled my eyes. "This would restart that human flaw." she said with her own eye roll, and a fake gag. "You are such an imbecile sometimes." I said, glaring at her. "But if I wasn't I'd be as boring as you." she retaliated. "Why you-" I began. The werewolf's head shot up. "Show yourselves you leeches!" he yelled. I gulped. "I wont say it again!" he said, standing up this time. The girl still lay still, with her eyes closed on the grass. Kelly stepped out from where we stood. "Listen here buster. You don't know us like that. You cant just demand we come out of hiding when you call us leeches. I believe the proper term is vampires pal. You don't see us calling you a DOG!"
"Kelly!" I hiss-whispered. "There were two of you! Where's your friend?" he asked, angrily. I stepped out shyly. "I'm sorry dude. We didn't mean to disturb this moment. My friend here cant seem to understand boundaries. We'll just be leaving." I said, taking Kelly by the arm. "No we won't! What the hell! Let go of me!" she hissed, pulling away her arm. "Listen. I know we're like immortal enemies but I think this girl is hurt. Can you just help me get her to a hospital? After that you guys and I can fight to the finish or whatever." I looked down at the human girl. "How do you know that we aren't evil vampires?" Kelly said, narrowing her eyes. This girl had SERIOUS issues. "If you were, you'd have attacked already. You're vegetarian vampires." he said, shrugging his shoulders. "Yes. Yes we are. I'm Evangeline and this is Kelly." I said, beating Kelly to the punch. "You're nice. I wish I could say the same for your friend here. I'm Jacob." Kelly clenched her fists.
"Listen, you don't need to go to the hospital. I have healing specialties."
"Oh thank you!" he said.
I ran over to her side and knelt down beside her. I put my hand over her and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, she was fluttering her eyes.
"Where-where am I?"
"You're in La Push." Jacob said.
"Omigosh are you serious?" she said, getting up quickly. She scrambled to her feet and began running. But I ran faster than her and caught her. Her eyes grew wide and she fell back in shock. "What-what are you?"
"That's a story for later. Why are you running?"
"I need to get as far from my father as possible! I live up in Forks." she said, scared. Jacob jogged up to us. "Why? What's your name?"
"What's your name?" she asked, not trusting us at all. "I'm Jacob. This is Evangeline and the girl moping back there is Kelly."
"I'm Chlöe."
"Well hello Chlöe. Kelly and I are vampires and Jacob is a werewolf."
And just like that poor Chlöe fell back down, fainting.