Here you go :) Now this is something like a prologue. Enjoy!
A Brother and Friend
When she was three and he was sixteen years old, she could make him dress up anyway she wanted. Her joy was his joy, and he liked every moment of wearing the stupid plastic tiara with a pink tutu (except maybe the part when Emily wouldn't stop taking pictures).
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When she was five and he was eighteen, she was scared of monsters under the bed. It was his job to protect her, so he would check under her bed every night and pose as her hero if anything tried jumping out from the shadows (he even tied a sheet around his shoulders to make a cape).
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When she was seven and he was twenty, she wanted a cat. He hated cats and cats hated him, but since that was her wish he bought her a little kitten just for her to be happy (even though the little feline wouldn't stop scratching and hissing at him whenever he came near it).
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When she was nine and he was twenty-two, her cat died after being hit by a car. He was her shoulder to cry on and he was the one who helped her bury the furry friend (he even made a little tombstone with the cat's name engraved on it. Even though he hated the cat).
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When she was eleven and he twenty-four, she explained love to him. He had taken her to the sunflower field for the first time and she opened the world to him.
"Why do you like sunflowers so much?" He had asked.
"It's because they love so much," She answered simply "They love the sun so much that they can't live without it. They follow it and bent to it, no matter what direction the sun's facing and no matter how thick the clouds could be. Uncle Jake once said something about love and gravity. I think he was wrong. It's not about being bond or tied to the person, that's like having no will. It's about following the person with your own desire. Like sunflowers follow their star. They could be like any other flowers, they could just stand still and took the sun in, but they chose to follow it, that's how much they love it."
At that moment as she spoke and gazed at the flowers, she looked older than eleven, wiser than eleven. Wiser than him. From that moment onward he saw their bond in a new light. He even tried explaining it to Embry, to get him lose the fear of imprinting. But Embry, like always, refused to listen or try to understand.
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When she was twelve and he twenty-five, she was taken away from him.
He was ten years old when he experienced loss for the first time. His older brother Conall died after a long disease. A few years later when his parents divorced and his mother left, it was almost the same. At Conall's funeral he cried because he didn't understand what was really happening, he didn't understand death. He just knew that he'd never see his older brother again. And when his mother left, he cried because he didn't understand the sudden change and why his parents kept arguing. He only knew that he wouldn't be seeing his mother every day anymore.
But nothing, absolutely nothing, could compare to the feeling when Claire was snatched away from him. He didn't cry like he did for Conall or for his mother. He raged and blamed himself because it was his fault.
He couldn't stop Conall's disease from spreading and he couldn't stop his parents from divorcing, but he could have prevented Claire's move if only he had listened to Emily and kept his big mouth shut.
After all, he was the one who told Claire's parents what kind of monsters they were, and that he as one of the so called monsters had imprinted on their daughter.
Her mother screamed at him and her father reached for a baseball bat. After that he was prohibited to see her or come anywhere near her. The same rule applied for everyone else in the pack. Only two weeks later their house was emptied and sold, and the Summers were halfway across the country.
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When she was eighteen and he thirty-one, she suddenly came back on her own.
He almost went mad with worry when Jacob told him she ran away from home. No one knew where she was, but they had a hunch she would come to La Push. The problem occurred when she didn't show up when they expected her to, and Quil feared something had happened to her along the way. He wanted to go looking for her, but Jacob stopped him. He didn't even know where to look and there was still a possibility that Claire was simply taking her time. He feared so much that his phasing went out of control for awhile, and for those few days he tired himself with extra patrol.
When he got a call from Emily, sobbing from relief in the phone that Claire was safe and at their place, strange emotions overcame him. The relief he felt made him feel faint and lightheaded, but the fear of confronting her made him sick to his stomach. He feared she would blame him.
When he finally gathered his courage and when he was positive he had his phasing under control again he went to see her. And all his fears were easily forgotten.
Claire still trusted him, still hugged him and still smiled at him.
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When she was twenty and he thirty-three…
A penny for your thoughts?
