A/N:Two updates? I know. Anyways, I know you probably want something more between Carlisle and Delilah, but one thing I can promise, next chapter is smut. So bare with me. Regardless, I hope you enjoy.

I spent the night restless. I had so much energy, I felt like I could run a marathon. My eyes flicked to the clock every few hours. Which I realized were minutes. Time was passing by too slowly. I sat up abruptly, deciding to try and figure out what was going on. No one had told me anything. But in their defense I hadn't asked.

I had so many questions, and no answers. Why did my wounds heal so quickly? Who was the wolf? What am I?

I grinded my teeth as I opened my laptop. Absently opening facebook in the background out of habit.

Werewolves. My first search. Shifting through tedious amounts of romance novels I found an article. The site looked like it was made 8 years ago by an X Files fan. But it was written well. I only skimmed it at first, until something caught my eye. Isolated attacks. I went back to the start and read more. Mentally noting the similarities between the what had happened here. What happened to me.

Victims are attacked by a 'large humanoid wolf', all are in serious or critical condition when they reach hospital. Many die from their injuries, but the rest.

They leave the hospital in less than 24 hours. How could that be possible?

I sat back on my bed for a moment. Leting the information sink in, briefly looking up to see I had a message. I squinted, it was past 2 am, and it had been weeks since anyone had tried to reach out to me. I clicked to the tab and immediately regretted it. I should've just closed it. It'd been so long since I'd seen him, let alone heard from him.

Aaron Reed. The message read: how is forks?

Such a simple message but everything Aaron did had some sort of pretentious deeper meaning to it that made me feel like I needed a drink before ever making conversation with him. But none the less, I replied. the most beautiful shithole i've ever been in

aha youre pretty facetious for someone who almost died

I almost growled. Of course he knew, he always knows too much. But who told him?

how'd you know that?

was on the news, sheriff's daughter victim in washington wolf attacks

A quick google search confirms and I groan. Humiliating.

are you alright?

I chuckled, always am

I abruptly ended the conversation with him. No longer in the mood to communicate. Closing my laptop, I set it on the foot of my bed. I had no patience left. I stood and walked to the window, opening it. The cool air was soothing, reminded me of the cooler places I'd been. Some semblance of normalcy. I've lived like my mother my whole life, always looking for something new and exciting. But now I wanted nothing more than to be bored. I glanced at my diary, but didn't have enough energy to update it.

I knew I wouldn't sleep that night so I decided to shower.

I threw the school doors open, more dramatically than necessary, but everyone was too concerned with themselves to really notice. Today was a new day, no wolves or Cullens, just a normal, plain day at school. I've always hated school, it was unbelievable how excited I was for it today.

Lots and lots of homework, that's what I get for missing far too much school. It would be a miracle if I passed. After lunch I came to my next class a little late, but playing up the 'just getting out of the hospital' act worked well enough. I moved to sit beside Dez. When I looked over to him I could see all the regret and guilt in his eyes, I almost laughed. He spent the class chewing on his lip, holding back the torrent of apologizes I could see coming. I liked him. That night was fucked in general, I couldn't blame him. Didn't want to blame him.

He moved when I moved. Following me out of the class. "Delilah, can I please talk to you?" I smiled at him over my shoulder. "Yeah, 'course."

He followed me to a less occupied stairwell, I didn't know this school well, but taking detours was kind of my thing.

He inhaled, tension apparent on his face. "I need to tell you how sorry I am, I - I didn't think it was right to apologize over text, and I was going to come see you, but then you were attacked. I tried, I swear I did but the hospital wouldn't let me into your room. Please, you have to understand-"

"It's okay. I promise, it's fine."

"Are- are you okay, you look… amazing. How…?"

"Apparently being attacked by a freakish wolf gives you some time off from everyone's shit. Finally got some rest is all."

Dez nodded, eyes tracing over me. "We're going to be late. First day back for you, probably shouldn't be late. Again." I nodded. "Could I take you out to eat? After school I mean? It's fine if you say no after what-"

"Sure, I'll meet you in the parking lot." I was already over apologies, but dating was something that came natural to me, another normalcy. He smiled so brightly I thought I'd be blinded before I could move past him. Today would be a long day.

Once dismissed by the bell, I made my way to the parking lot. Desmond was leaning against a large black pickup. Of course. The staple car of all the people living here. He smiled and waved me over. I hopped into the cab of the truck with more ease than I thought. Worried I'd trip while climbing in. "Where are we going?"

Dez just chuckled, "It's a surprise."

We occupied the drive will going back and forth. He apologized. I said it was okay, he apologized, I said I was fine. Repeat. By the time we reached our destination I was fed up. And so, so sick of apologies.

Dez got out of the truck first to open my door. I hopped out, and stepped around him. "It's cute." I smiled. The dinner was small, looking like something right out of 50's movie. Colours so vibrant. "The highway's that way," He nodded to the side, "popular truck stop, c'mon, they have the best burgers."

We sat at a booth in front of the windows. It wasn't too busy, we were between lunch and dinner, but there were people milling about nonetheless. The waitress came over quickly, she seemed to recognize Dez, but I ignored their conversation. I was more focused on trying not to think about Carlisle. I had been in such close proximity to him for days, and now it started to ache without him.

"Is that alright, Delilah?" Dez startled me, and I looked up to see him and the waitress watching me.

"Yeah, sure, that's fine." I said. No idea what I was agreeing to.

The waitress smiled, "Awesome, I'll be back with your drinks soon."

Once she left Dez opened his mouth, "If you apologize one more time I'll throw you out the window." I said blandly. Nodding his reached out to my hand on the table. I inwardly cringed when he touched me. But made no move away from him. "Alright," he pulled his hand away from mine slowly. "Can I asked what happened? With the wolf or whatever I mean." I sighed.

"Yeah, I don't really remember much. It happened so fast, and all." I lied. The same lie I told Charlie's deputy. He nodded. "I'm-"

"I swear to god, Desmond." He laughed loudly, the waitress chose that moment to bring us our drinks. It was some sort of generic cola but I drank it quickly anyways, needing the cheap caffeine boost. "Have you two decide what you want to order?" I didn't know I was supposed to be deciding.

"Yeah, two double cheese burger meals with the shake, chocolate for me. Delilah, chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry?"

I blinked and said "Strawberry."

The waitress smiled, "The usual for you, Dez." And with that she trotted off.

"Sorry for ordering for you, but the burgers here are to die for."

I wanted to roll my eyes, to die for.

I was able to hold some sort of bland conversation with him. Even while we ate he continued to question me, I couldn't care less, but I still answered. It felt nice to be questioned about normal things. The food was just as good as he'd said and I told him so as we left. He paid, of course.

"I'll drive you home, where do you live?" I was a little slow on giving him directions. I didn't like the idea of another person, especially a boy showing obvious interest in me, knowing where I live. "Take it easy, I'll see you tomorrow." His smile was just as charming as usual, and I reciprocated. Waving back. I made my way up the steps, skipping a few, the last time I lingered here I'd almost been torn apart. The house was wonderfully empty. And I stood for a moment, absorbing the silence. Where does Charlie keep his alcohol?

After a shot or two I sat in the kitchen, not wanting to drink enough for him to notice. I watched the trees in the backyard through the window waiting for the black wolf to creep through the brushes. I wasn't sure how long I sat there but eventually exhaustion won out and I went upstairs. The sleepless night before had caught up with me and my bones ached, eyes heavy. But I was afraid to sleep. The idea of being defenceless like that chilled me. There was no one here. And now I suddenly wished there was.

I looked toward the phone on my bedside table, considering calling Carlisle. But weakness was not something I liked to show. So I tossed off my clothing and climbed into bed alone.

I dreamt of snow, and wings, birds, and wolves. A mixture of images and scenes that seemed too out of place from each other. Charlie dropped something in the kitchen and I jerked awake. It took me a moment to register the noise, I sighed. Deciding I should go greet him. I slowly opened my eyes, but the moment I had I regretted it. Frozen in fear I stared back at the face in front of mine. Only illuminated by the moonlight, I could make out the basic features, and the eyes. Even in the dark I could see the eyes of the wolf who attacked me.

The pale light glinted off the man's fanged teeth when he smiled, and that moment my fear induced trance was broken, I threw myself backwards loudly, quicker than I ever thought possible, and tumbled onto the floor. I reached up and clicked on the lamp, but once I had the room was empty. I sat on the floor, limbs uncomfortably tangled, confused and disoriented.

Charlie burst into my room, Sue close behind him, "Be- Delilah, what happened? Are you alright?" He moved to me quickly, both him and his new wife helping me up. Sue tried to inspect me for injuries but I shooed her away. The last thing I needed was them seeing the lack of healing scars on my body from the wolf.

"Ye-yeah I'm fine. Just fell out of bed is all, scared myself a little." Sue pushed some hair out of my face, fussing over me like a mother, it made me more uncomfortable than it should. "I'll go make you some tea,"

"No. No thank you I'm alright, just going to go back to bed." Charlie asked me again if I was alright and I pushed him away as well.

Once I was alone I gave into the sob I'd been repressing. I couldn't stay here. I looked over to the phone again.