She couldn't quite explain why but she had the sudden urge to go to the clearing, the same one she stood at more than seven years ago, an entire army of vampires and werewolves there to protect her from certain death.
She didn't even bother to put on any shoes and with nothing on but her thin white nightgown, she snuck out of her eyes like some cliché hero in a novel and as a typical heroine she stared up at him in surprise, tears suspended from falling.
"Because this is your fault,"
He suddenly felt remorse, something he hadn't felt for a long while, for causing this girl so much pain. And all for what exactly? To sate a hunger that he had no control over or wanted? He was damned from the moment he drank her blood and he had, unintentionally, damned her as well.
I wanted to share this with the world. I found it hilarious. The LJ Markov Random Text Generator mashed up two of my fics - Misguided Ghosts and Starry-Eyed and the result? Riley/Renesmee. Oh joy.