I don't own Twlight. I do own my characters. I hope you guys like so far since this is kind of my creation which basic structure is about 40 percent boredom, 50 percent too much time on my hands, and 10 percent randomness.

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Jacob looked like there was an inner struggle raging within. That's where I made my mistake. He turned and met my gaze. Then I stopped in my tracks, blood dripping down from my chin. Jacob's eyes dilated wide. Pupils big, like a cat with its prey in sight. He let go of the counter and started to run straight at me.

I turned and ran down the hallway with the vampire hot on pursuit. I ran through the laundry room and ripped open the door with expertise that one can only have from living in a home. I remembered the times my older brother Michael discovered what a spit ball was, and in revenge I'd learned what happens when somebody falls asleep with their hand in warm water. There were many times when Michael had chase me through that very door, but Michael never had a thirst for blood or jutting fangs.

I ran into the backyard. It was still dark outside and for all I knew Jacob's eyesight was much better than mine. I ran like I'd never run before. The wind was whistling in my ears, arms pumped at my side with athletic grace. Yet I hadn't even reached the fence when Jacob made a desperate dive for my legs. I fell to the ground with an 'oof' and I hit my chin on the concrete walkway.

I reached forward only to feel myself be dragged backward. My fingers clawed wildy at the ground trying to pull myself away from him. I was no match for Jacob in his act of desperation. He spun me around making me flop onto my back and stare straight up at him. He paused for a moment as he hovered over me. My breath quickened, matching his ragged pace. His florescent green eyes into my boring brown ones.

"S-Sorry," he stuttered as he shook with fading restraint. I pushed myself up with my elbows ready to run. Jacob pushed me down. I hit the ground flat on my back as he leaned in and closed his mouth over my bleeding lips. Shock made me freeze. Jacob took advantage of my weakened state and licked the blood that had poured on my chin and dripped down to my neck.

I remembered when I was in junior high when I would dream of this kind of moment that was romantic, even strangely erotic. But I just stared up at the sky. Stars twinkled above us in our silent act of violence. I tried to struggle as Jacob's teeth grazed my skin. He trailed the dripping blood down to my neck. That was all it took to make him clamp down into me and take my blood that was flowing with a mixture of sweet adrenaline.

Moments passed. The horizon was turning purple behind him. The sun was coming up. For a split second I thought if I should even warn the crazed maniac. Jacob was preoccupied on my neck as the purple turned to pink and then slowly to orange. Suddenly, Jacob released me abruptly. His face was over mine again, but he looked sane now. The beast inside him was satiated. His permenantly pale cheeks were almost dark with embarrassment.

"Claire," he said. "I'm sorry. It's just..."

He turned away ashamed with himself.

"Jacob, the sun's coming up," I said before I could think again about not telling him and killing the only guard to my own personal prison. Surprise flickered across his face. He stood up seeing the rays peeking over the distant hills and ran inside the house not bothering to tell me to come with him. I waited a beat and heard the basement door closed inside. The sun rose and I could see it for the first time in about a month. Well, more like a month and four years, but it looked the same as it always did. The shining yellow globe rose up the way it had since the dawn of time.

It made me smile that people could not control everything. Unlike humans, the sun was much too powerful to harness. I sat there gazing at it and feeling its warmth on my skin. I brushed away the trickling blood from my neck and without thought wiped it on the side of my pants as if it were only ketchup. But this was okay, I realized as I vasked in the light.

Without thought I stood up and brushed off my jeans of the dirt from the ground I had been harshly pushed to. Suddenly I realized that I was outside in daylight, unaccompanied by Jacob. No vampires could come out now. This realization got me excited. I had the whole day ahead of me! I went around the house back to the dirt road and followed it into town. I pressed my hand against my neck to stop slowed bleeding.

I did what I always did before I went into town. I didn't have to worry about Jacob always looming over my shoulder watching me like an animal in a zoo. I went to the bathroom and brushed out my hair. I went to my room and dressed in casual, yet stylish clothes. Clothes I used to go to the mall in with my friends.

I was satisfied with my look. I felt confident in myself. So I dug through my mostly destroyed room and found my tote bag, absolutely amazed it hadn't been looted. After four years!

I felt like a million dollars in the sun light. I looked better than I had in too long and I was glad. You never know. I might run into someone out there. So I left and closed the front door behind me.


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