.:Twilight Series - Nightshade's Hale:.

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.:Chapter Two - Old Memories;
After a much amusing attempted to drag my trunks upstairs and into my new room, Morgan had left to prepare dinner, leaving me to unpack in silence.

Half way through packing I came across a silver framed photo of my mom and dad from their wedding day. I sighed as I ran my fingers over the slightly chipped frame; the chipping of the frame had been caused when my uncle had thrown it out of my old bedroom window while yelling 'You're an ungrateful little bitch'. I sank slowly down onto my black and purple quilt covered bed as I looked at the photo. I'd cried every night after their deaths till is was ten, and then new tears came, tears from abuse and miss-treatment. My Uncle had been quite nice towards me till that age.

In my heart at such a young age I wanted to believe that he was just drunk and didn't know what he was doing, but I grow up all too soon, and with that the realization that he wasn't drunk and that he knew exactly what he was doing hit me like thunder. But in the long run, it doesn't matter why he did it, he just did it, and he didn't care. And now he was rotting in some dank, dark cell -- and I hadn't cried a single tear since I'd been taken from my Uncle's grip, that grip I remember all too well, that grip I'll remember for years to come, and I'm not planning on crying; not for him, never for him.

I guess in the end that was the one and only thing that I was truly grateful for when it came down to the people that had helped my escape from that hell hole; they had helped me, but it wasn't like I owed them anything. That was their job; to help kids like me. But I could at least try to be nice towards Morgan every now and again.

I sighed as I stud back up and carried the photo to the bed side cabinet and placed it next to the lamp that also sat there. I knew I could do this, I could try to get along with Morgan, and I knew that's all she was asking for, she hadn't pushed me to try too hard to get along with her, and somehow I knew she'd wait for me to come to her, and I was grateful for that.

I sigh as I go back to unpacking my stuff. A few seconds later I pull out a smallish shoe box, I smile slightly as I run my fingers over the worn lid, I slowly remove the lid as I sit back down on the bed, in the box was a bunch of pictures, some of my mom and dad, but most of them are of me and Sirius, the first photo at the top was of me and Sirius when we were on the fairground waltzers last year. I smile slightly at the photo, he was my only friend, my brother in my mind, and he was the only person I was gonna miss from my old life.

I look up when I hear a knock on the door, standing there is Morgan, she smiles as she says "Dinner's ready". I nod as I replace the lid on the box and put it on the bed, I then stand and head out of the room after Morgan.

I followed Morgan, my head down slightly as my eyes follow the floor. As we reached the kitchen the smell of food hit my senses and almost made my eyes water as looked up at the source of the food. On a largish table was a spread that I would consider fit for a four people family, but this was only because I was used to eating small cold amounts of food.

Morgan motions for me to take the seat opposite from her, and I nod as I nervously sit down. Once I was sat down I placed my interlaced hands in my lap as I looked down. I looked up though when I heard Morgan ask "What's wrong? You not hungry?". I look down at my lap, annoyed and sad at myself for not knowing what to do. A few moments later I look up again when I notice food appearing on my plate.

Morgan smiles as if she knows what's wrong, she says "It's ok you know, I'm not gonna keep you from eating. Come on, dig in". She nods towards my plate with another smile. I slowly reach up and take hold of the fork beside my plate, and then slowly pierce a piece of the food on the sharp fork edges.

Morgan watched my eat slowly for the rest of dinner, and every time I looked up at her, she'd smile, just a simple smile, but something I felt I would probably get used to.

As I finished the last of the food on my plate, a bowl appeared in front of me, and the smell of custard and sponge filled my nose. I watched as Morgan took hold of my empty plate and put in its place the bowl, she then turned and took my plate to the sink, she then turned and joined my at the table again.

"When do I start school?". "Monday. Though, you're not the only new student. Chief Swan's daughter just joined her names Bella. Who knows, you two might become friends". I nod as I say "Sounds nice".

Later;- After dinner I got a shower, and then head to my new bed. I didn't go to sleep straight away; I didn't feel like I could. So instead I opted to listen to the heavy patters of rain drops hitting the roof and window, as I watched the shadows of the trees outside play across the bedroom wall across and next to me. It was around 01:00 when the world of sleep finally took over me, but I didn't dream of anything, my mind was just a blank black wall.

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A/N - Longer this time. There'll be more up soon.

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