Felicity Stone
After school, I decided to take my usual jog around the neighborhood.
Yes! Shocker!
I know I'm basically the queen of heels and handbags but since I'm diabetic, I have to keep up with regular exercise and I also enjoy it.
After fixing the laces of my sneakers and plugging in my headsets of my iPod, I began my jog around the block.
"Hi, Mr. Fredrickson!" I waved to the old man watering his lawn.
"Miss Stone!" He waved back. "Greet your grandmother for me!"
"Will do!" I yelled back.
He was my Nana's boyfriend!
Okay! Maybe not a boyfriend but close.
Mr. Fredrickson was a widower who lost his wife a couple of years ago so I understood why he wanted a companion but it was cute that he had a small crush on my grams.
As I continued jogging down the block for a good fifteen minutes, I decided to change my playlist on my iPod. I pulled it out of my holster and scrolled down list of pop songs.
As I go to press play on a Katy Perry song over the Taylor Swift one I was contemplating on, I continued my run.
Suddenly, I heard a call coming on my iPod Touch.
"Hey!" I greeted after checking the Caller ID.
"Guess who this is?" He stated in a horrible Russian accent.
"I'm going to go with Luke Fitzpatrick. Since I see your Caller ID…as Luke Fitzpatrick." I pointed out.
"Aww, man!" He moaned. "I was going for a Scottish Hitman."
"I thought you were impersonating Oliver Putin! With a terrible Russian accent." I told my best guy friend.
"Nah! Oliver Putin has the terrible accent, I on the other hand am stellar." He uttered proudly in a not-so-great-even-worse British accent.
"Just shut up! Shut up!" I laughed.
"What are you doing?" He asked in interest.
"Well…for one, you should never ask a girl what she's doing!"
"Oh, am I not supposed to do that?" He gasped.
I laughed. "Yep!"
"Well I guess that's why Rea gave me the cold shoulder when I asked her what she was doing when she was eating dark chocolate."
"What did you say exactly?"
"Um…that chocolate makes you fat?!" He gave in.
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, gosh! That's why she gave you the cold shoulder dummy! You never call or even imply a girl is fat and/or anything she eats will make her fat! That's a no-go!"
"Oh…damn!"
I rolled my eyes. "You really need to know more about the female species."
"Clearly."
"Seriously, what will you do without me?" I laughed.
"Honestly? I have no idea! I'd literally lose my freaking mind." He pointed out, not as a joke. He sounded extremely serious.
I guffawed.
"Can I ask a girl what her shoe size is?"
Abruptly, I felt my entire body colliding into something incredibly hard that literally knocked my iPod to the ground.
"Oh!" I exclaimed. "Watch it, will ya…" I trailed off as I lifted my head to see the most stunning eyes in the history of all eyes!
"I am sorry." The beholder of the stunning eyes apologized in a thick, masculine, sexy, alluring voice.
"M'kay!" I stated with a nervous laugh.
After what felt like forever, I went back to earth with a shake of the head.
"It's okay! Don't worry about it." I said awkwardly as I bent down to pick my iPod but he was way too quick for me.
"I got it." He told me as he lifted it effortlessly off the ground and emerged back up, towering my 5`5 frame with a good six inches.
"Here you go," He replied with a dimpled grin as he extended the gadget out to me.
I felt my cheeks burn as slowly took the phone from him, touching his skin briefly which ignited a jolt of electricity radiating off both of us…for each other. I did not ignore that one bit.
"Thank you," I replied with a cutesy giggle as I batted my eyes at him. "Thank you very much, mister."
He scoffed, looking at me up and down. "You're Felicity Stone, right? Rea's friend?"
I then got a good look at him and realized who it was.
I widened my eyes. "You're Oliver Reed! Rea's older brother."
Omigosh! He was Rea's brother who returned to Oakland Woods after almost six years of being missing after a plane crash! Why didn't I realize!
"I didn't recognize you over the hoodie." I laughed. "I didn't know you lived around here now?"
He smiled. "I've been living in this part of downtown for a while now. I'm surprised to see you here?"
Downtown? How did I get to downtown? It was like a forty minute drive from where I lived?
I frowned as I scanned my surroundings.
And in fact I was in a downtown alley behind two apartment buildings.
That was weird! I didn't even think I was jogging that far ahead.
"Um…no! I guess I was really into my jog." I laughed awkwardly. I glanced down to see my iPod, the screen was cracked!
"Oh, no!"
"Dammit! I am so sorry that happened. I promise I'll just fix it. Just give me your contact details."
"No! You don't have to do that. It's just an iPod. I'll just fix it." I tried to say. But I damn wanted his phone number! "On second thought, give me your number. I-I'll just let you know how it went."
He chuckled. "Let me take your number instead, since…" He said, gesturing to my cracked screen.
I chuckled. Dammit!
"Right." I replied.
He pulled his phone out and handed it to me. I tapped my digits in and contemplated saving it under 'Felicity Stone, your future bae' and resorted to saving it as just Felicity.
"Great! Thanks!" He said with an attractive grin. "I'll give you call."
I grinned. "Okay!" I nodded my head.
He smiled as he jogged away. I watched as his amazing physique glided with every trot of the leg before he disappeared.
Mmm…
Oliver.
I sighed as I put my focus now on my surroundings.
How did I get here?
And how will I get out?
I shook my head as I found my legs involuntarily walk briskly down the rundown alley.
But I immediately halted in my tracks when I saw a gooey, red liquid trail down the rocky ground. I frowned as I stupidly followed the liquid to a dark pathway behind rubbish bins.
Don't look! Don't look! My conscience told me.
But my subconscious just ignored and I found my eyes ogling over a mutilated, disembodied, bloody body hidden behind a wall.
I gasped!
"Hello?" Luke's voice was the last thing I heard before screaming.
… …
I finally got home that evening to the sound of my grandmother's old classical music playing in the background.
I managed to get home by bus after running away, trying to get the engrave image of the dead body I saw in the downtown alley. Luke totally freaked out when he heard me scream but I assured him that it was just my cracked screen I was screaming about which I was glad he found convincing.
I rolled my eyes as I threw my coat and scarf on the rack and began marching my way to the stairs, passing the living room where I knew my grams was.
"How was your jog, dear?" I heard my nana's warm voice call out for me.
I mentally groaned as I stopped on the second step, shutting my eyes in frustration.
"Uh, it was great, Nana!" I told her as I slowly began ascending the stairs, letting my hair fall down.
"Felicity, sweetheart. Why don't you come down here and talk to your old grams?" She exclaimed in her traditionally welcoming tone.
I sighed under my breath as I spun around on my heels and began making my way to the living room where I found her seated on the reclining chair next to the lamp stand and fireplace, fully engrossed in her book Malleus Maleficarum.
"My day was like any normal day, nana. Nothing special." I told her.
She moved her focus from her old novel and onto me as she adjusted her glasses. I could tell why I was always referred to as my grandmother's past doppelganger because we looked so much alike except the difference in ages. I always loved it when people told me that because then it got me to think of how my biological mom looked like before I was born.
"Hmm." She said, nodding her head. "Why don't you take a seat?" She suggested, more like demanded as she patted the couch on the other side.
I pressed my lips together, adjusting my glasses up and took a seat.
She sighed as she placed her novel against her chest and looked me directly in the eye.
"My dear, Faye…" She said to me, using the little name she gave me as a kid. "How are you doing? Honestly,"
"Grams, I don't want to talk about it."
"But you should. You haven't said a word to me about how you're dealing with your father in the hospital and Linda dying."
I felt my breathing hitch at the mention of my parents.
"You mean my mother, Linda." I corrected her.
Ever since my parents' plane crash less than six months ago, I can honestly admit to myself that I wasn't the same person as I was before. I always tried to put a brave face and smile to all my friends, which really helped but everytime I came back home, I'd just run to room because I couldn't bear to realize that I might never see my parents again. I never had the chance to grieve all the people I've lost in my life.
My biological mom who I never met, my stepmom, Hunter…
My dad's still in a coma, I actually don't think he'll ever wake up. And I know it's not fair to him to keep him alive which is why I always wondered why my grandmother couldn't just pull the plug.
However, I knew exactly why she didn't do that.
She wanted me to see him one last time. My grams knew I wasn't ready to see him, I mean I haven't seen him since the crash and she wanted me to. She knew that she can only pull the plug if I was ready to pull the plug and let go.
And since my eighteen birthday is a couple of months away, I was at the age where I could actually be the one who makes the huge decision.
"Yes." My grams replied after a long time. "Felicity, it's not good to keep all of these emotions bottled inside."
"I miss them." I finally gave in, suddenly crying.
"I miss them so much! It's like this hollow feeling in my chest without them. And I know I've been disappointing you with not being a little sensitive to the matter or not being conscious of the things I do." I expressed, remembering the time my grams caught me and a guy who I spent the night with at the beginning of the school year.
"I'm sorry, nana!" I apologized, sobbing heavily. "I just…I miss them so much."
"Sweetheart," She whispered, grabbing my hand in hers.
I sniffed, looking back at her.
"You're not alone. You have me. Your father left me in my care and I may be an old hag but," She said. I chuckled. "But I can protect you."
"Protect me? From what?" I furrowed my brows, wiping away some of my tears.
She didn't answer me directly but instead asked me a question.
"Felicity. Have you been having weird dreams lately?" She asked.
I thought back. Ever since my accident, I've been having a lot of weird dreams and I don't know, visions – if lack of a better word. It's strange. They're not imaginary dreams one would have when they're sleeping and never remember, they feel so real, like I've been through them before. One in particular that I constantly keep thinking about was an image of an angel on fire along with his legion of bloodsucking demons and I somehow was caught in the middle of it all.
"A few," I lied.
My grandmother nodded her head.
"Remember that story I told you about? About…" My nana began.
"Yeah, the story about the origins of the malevolent spirits." I stated.
"And what does it say?"
"The spirit came from the ancient trivial nation which has still yet to be determined. It has open up doors to other ancient folklores such as the Circe, Morgan le Fay and the Hecate. The spirit is so wicked that it's been resorted to be a sacred magical folklore in its twenty-five hundred year reign. The spirit can only take its thrown among the chosen ones. The enchantresses of Amintia – a small village in Ireland – casted the spell, Detainmos in order to keep the spirit hidden. That was until 1515, the portal where the dark magic had been hoarded had, had opened up and manifested every single supernatural powers there was." I recited.
Nana released a small smile.
"But you missed one crucial detail." She told me. I frowned. "Do you know how Amintia became to be?"
I shook my head.
"You see, my Faye. The enchantresses of Amintia did not just keep the powerful spirit safe from danger to the town and in some cases the world, they protected it…they safeguarded it as if their lives depended on it, maybe it did. When the spirit had been unleashed, the dark magic had taken over the town and chaos began with it. The portal had gone rampant, unrestrained, causing outlandish havoc in the town and the supernatural world. Over time, the spirit still lives on but has been contained after one sacrifice of member of the Amintia town. The sacrifice however wouldn't hold the dark spirit forever, there will come a time where it'll escape and wreak havoc yet again. As we lead closer to its five hundred years of captivity, there danger has been thickening. We can feel it. It's on its way and lots of lives could be taken from it."
I was so attentive to the words. As much as I didn't believe what she said since it sounded absurd and it was just a story, it was something interesting to hear.
"The only way the spirit can be stopped and destroyed forever is if the last living heir/soul of the spirits descend destroys it." Nana finished off.
"The last living descendant? The descendant of the spirit or the descendant of the enchantress?" I asked.
She smiled. "I think you know what I'm talking about. The only being with the most power in possibly the entire supernatural domain."
"The Pythoness…" I concluded with a whisper as I stared at the floor.
I looked up. "Nana, does this have anything to do with the Clairvoyant story you told me about? About the sisters who manifested magical powers?"
My grandmother didn't answer me directly but instead flashed me a smile.
"The spirit realm is a powerful thing, my dear." She told me as she stared into my eyes that were identical to hers.
My grandmother set her eyes on my slightly exposed neck. I followed her gaze to see the bite mark left on the crook of my neck. I pulled my hair forward slightly as I tried to uncomfortably hide it but it was no use, she saw it and she wasn't too happy.
"Felicity –" She began, reaching for my hand.
The moment my Nana touched my right hand, I watched as she automatically tensed up and arched her head back, exhaling a light gasp with her eyes rolling back. I sat there in shock, having no clue what was happening.
"Nana?" I called.
After a few long seconds, my grandmother let go of my hand and recuperated herself, breathing heavily. Then she darted her head towards me in pure shock.
"Who have you come into contact with? Have you told anybody about our story?" She interrogated. "Did you!" She snarled as she gripped my wrist tightly.
I gasped and flinched at the shocking pain.
"No!" I cried out in frantic, looking into my grandmother's face where the scar on her face –from the animal attack she had way before I was born – was on full display.
"No! Not at all, nana!" I expressed.
She let go of my wrist when what felt like forever and hitched a breath.
I furrowed my eyebrows at the arcane of my nana.
"Okay! I'm sorry sweetheart. Go to bed." She told me, stroking my chin gently.
I nodded my head, still gripping my wrist as I stood up and began leaving the room.
"Oh and one thing, my dear." She called.
I turned around.
"Be careful who you interact with, okay? Things will change for you in a couple of months." She ended off awkwardly.
I gave her one concerned, puzzled look before walking off.
My Nana was so crazy!
Was she?
But then as certain events transpired, I realized how uncrazy my grandmother actually was.
… …
Embry Call
After my shift at Starbucks, I drove over to Jacob's work to give him some complimentary coffee. I instantly regretted it because he suddenly thought I was his personal assistant and asked me to grab him something to bite at this fast food restaurant across the road. I didn't complain that much because I was pretty hungry myself.
As I walked into the double doors of the restaurant Greasy Meat, I noticed a few glances from the working class people who lived downtown.
I smiled.
This was my kinda scene. It was like back in Washington. It was busy and not everyone around here looked like they drove upper class vehicles like Mercedes or Bentley's. It was pretty country what with all the leather, wood and cowboy hats everyone wore.
Yep! This is where imma chill from now on.
I sauntered over to an open table and slid into one of the seats. I sighed as I heard a loud hoot of a horn. I glanced out the window to see a gigantic ship loading out a bunch of things and another boat loading fish. It was clear that this part of downtown was close to the harbor.
I moved my focus onto the standalone menu with specials.
"Ooh! Steak divine?" I asked, humming in approval. I love me some steak.
I could hear and feel the sound of the heel of shoes making their way over to me and I looked up to see the familiar beautiful blonde I couldn't stop thinking about for the past week.
I grinned. Ooh! Back for round two I see?
This should be good.
"Welcome to Greasy Meat where the Grease gets to your Feet!" She said with enthusiasm, twirling around.
I bit back a laugh as I placed my thumb on my lips.
She sighed, still not looking up at me as she began jotting something down on her notepad.
"Can I take your order?" She asked, placing the menu in front of me and she finally lifted her head up to meet my eyes with a bright smile on her face.
Her comets were back again.
Her smile dropped when she realized it was me.
"It's you." She said with a scoff.
"Ouch!" I exclaimed, clutching my chest.
That cut me real deep.
She didn't look up.
"I didn't know you worked here! Such a small world." I laughed. She cocked an eyebrow. "Did your boss tell you to do that little introduction? Because it's pretty rich!" I laughed.
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah well, if it pays the bills, I don't really care."
"What bills if you're staying with your brother, what's his face?" I asked.
"It's Nahuel. And I don't live with him anymore. I moved out a couple of days ago." She told me.
Hmm. Well I wonder why that happened.
I nodded my head. I moved my eyes from her face to stare at her outfit. She had her hair up in a ponytail and wore her yellow Greasy Meat top –with its signature logo of a fat guy unhitching his jaw and eating a massive steak – and a skirt hidden behind her apron and added the look with brown knee-high boots. She looked pretty darn cute.
"Pretty awesome getup!" I laughed uncontrollably as I stared at her apron and glanced up at her.
She squinted her eyes at me and pursed her lips together.
"Just stop! I look ridiculous, I get it." She rolled her eyes.
"No, honestly. You look adorable." I said honestly with a huge smile.
She didn't seem convinced.
"What can I get for you?" She questioned, looking like she'd pretty much die than be around me as she played with her fingers.
Man! That stings my ego.
"What do you recommend, sweetie pie?" I spoke.
She snorted. "I don't eat here." She simply replied. "But I'd suggest you try the 'Slice You Down' special. We actually prepare the meat especially for you right in front of your eyes. We actually slice the meat with a perfect kitchen knife and roast it. It's really gory."
I just smiled slightly.
Feisty one I see.
I really like it.
Gimme more!
I snickered as I browsed at the menu in front of me.
"Uh, well sounds inviting but I'll pass" I said, eying the menu.
I could feel her eyes staring down at me, eying me carefully.
She was checking me out! She was totally checking me out.
"Uh…Can I have the Steak Divine, along with some saucy chicken wings and fries? Oh and can you add a double-decked chicken/beef burger on top of that? And could you throw in the 'Stuff Me Like A Teddy bear'. It's the huge chicken stuffed with bacon, ham, and cheese and onions right?"
"It's the Greasiest thing on the menu."
"Mmm. I like that. Also could you add some Jalapeno sauce, ooh and some extra spice and blue cheese in the beef burger, I like it pretty spicy and cheesy? Also could you ask the cook to make my chips extra crispy too! And just put a lot of them! Fill up the whole plate. And uh, can I have a club soda along with chocolate chip milkshake?"
Her face was in shock.
"Are you going to have all of that?" She questioned.
"Yeah, I mean this hot bod can't feed itself, right?" I teased, winking at her.
She grumbled, rolling her eyes as she jotted my order down on her pad.
"How are you having it?"
"I was thinking you and me. Right here. You feeding me. What do you think?" I suggested.
"I meant, are you eating here or is it a takeout?" She questioned gruffly.
I grinned, gnawing my bottom lip as I gave her a once-over.
"Right here, baby." I stated.
She rolled her eyes but I swear to god, guys! I swear I saw a slight blush on one of her cheeks!
Maybe it's all in my head but…
"Is that all?" She asked professionally.
"Can I also have your number?" I probed.
She looked at me, eyes fully transfixed in mine. I gave her my signature charming smile and two wriggles of the eyebrows for effect.
She smiled as she flipped the order paper to write down –presumably her number – onto a clean page.
Yes! I'm getting one step closer.
Boogie dance, uh huh uh huh! Boogie dance, uh huh uh huh!
She tore the paper from its head and folded it and seductively handed it to me with batting eyes and a suggestive smirk.
I bit my lip as I took it from her hands, not without feeling the contact of her fingers with mine for a brief second before she let go and walked away.
I watched her disappear into the other room.
I flipped the paper open.
Go to hell!
I read those three words and couldn't help but grin. This is only fueling the fire babe! I'm gonna get her!
I laughed as I folded the paper and shoved it into my pocket.
"Hey, dude!" I heard Jacob's voice from behind as he patted my shoulder and slid into a seat opposite mine.
"Yo!" I greeted. "Your shift over?" I asked.
He nodded, lifting and folding his sleeves up and adjusting his watch.
"Been drowning in like eight cars all day and all I want is eat!" He laughed as he pulled his phone out.
"Yeah, I feel you man. Food should be here in a minute." I told him. "Hopefully nobody spits in it though."
He looked at me, frowning. "Why would anyone spit in it?"
I chuckled. "It's pretty funny actually. I don't think Jennifer likes me very much." I told him.
"Mhmm, I wonder why." He said sarcastically.
"I'm going to make her come around though. I promise you. She'll be mine!" I said the last part sinisterly for effect.
He chuckled. "Right."
"Dude, why didn't you tell me she worked here?" I asked, sneaking a glance at her waiting another table.
"I thought you knew?"
"Yeah, like my current expression totally gave it away!" I stated, rolling my eyes.
"Where's Sethy boy?" I asked.
"Uh…he's got something to deal with Alex. Remember how pissed Seth was the whole night last night? Well, apparently something happened yesterday that almost sent him over the edge. He almost phased and killed a guy." Jake said with a dreadful look.
I hissed. "That's bad for him."
"Yeah," He said. "Apparently this guy did something to her that got him so ticked off but he won't tell me what."
"I say we snatch this kid, chloroform the little bastard, wrap him in some bubble wrap and push him down a flight of stairs and after we finish him off by ripping him to pieces with our canine choppers! Done!" I solved the problem.
It sounded a lot better saying it than thinking it!
Jake snickered. "It's not that easy."
"Yes, it is!" I said, shaking my head viciously at my reluctant alpha.
Why the hell not dude?
"I don't know. Unless Seth's ready to tell us what's going on, we better lay off a while before taking action."
"Ugh! Fine!" I sighed, rolling my eyes. "You just wanna suck the fun outta everything."
"Miss killing vampires?" He pointed out.
"Dude!" I exclaimed. "Like this is not okay! The last time I got to rip a bloodsucker to shreds was three years ago! Three! And that vamp didn't even put up a fight."
"Well I don't think you'll get your chance with this guy. He's human."
"Who the hell cares?" I probed.
But I knew I wouldn't get my wish what with 'protecting human life' blah di blah blah!
Jake's phone buzzed and he snatched it from the table to read the text.
"Seth told us to bring him something to eat." He said, placing the phone back on the table.
"Why don't you just tell him to just come over? And bring Alex with?"
"Embry, this is a small town and he's her teacher. They can't be seen with each other anywhere but the apartment. It's not SeaWorld!"
"He's an idiot!" I pointed out.
Jake laughed as our drinks were brought in –by a different waitress.
She's touched by me, I see. I affect her so deeply that she doesn't want to see me and bring my food.
So sweet!
"Thank you," Jacob said with his sweet Jacob-y smile as he began taking a sip of his club soda.
The waitress blushed as she quickly scurried away, glancing back at him with a smile.
I sniggered as I took a sip of my milkshake.
"Anyway, Seth didn't want to tell me what it was about but I'm sure he'll tell us tonight." He stated as he began typing something down on his cell.
"Who are texting? Let me guess, Baby Fang?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
Baby Fang was the name I gave Nessie a couple of years ago.
"You guys can't keep your minds and hands off each other! Like we get it, it's the honeymoon stage but you don't have to be obvious."
He laughed. "That's what imprinting does to you, my friend. You'll experience it one day."
I've never really thought of myself as someone who'd someday imprint even though it's quite the possibility. I mean, I wanted to enjoy my twenties though, not be automatically tied down but always watching my fellow wolfers tie themselves down and get married and have kids and all that jazz, it kinda leaves me in the background.
"Nah, not for me." I told him.
I'm not complaining though. I don't think falling in love with someone, first sight is what I want for myself. Heck, I don't even think I want that. I just wanna have fun!
"So you're planning on being a forty year old bachelor with no plans of settling down?" He asked.
"Yeah! Exactly! I mean I've got this girl calling me up, she lives in Bakersfield. I'm going to see her tomorrow and then I'm on to the next one." I shrugged.
"That's what I love about you man. You don't push too hard when you're into someone. You always have backup!" He stated.
"I'm not getting into a relationship!" I laughed. "Problem avoided."
"Except you're still an asshole." He said, taking a sip.
I shrugged. "That's true!"
He chuckled, shaking his head. "Just to let you know, I wasn't talking to Nessie. I was actually talking to Bella. She apparently thinks I can't take care of her daughter."
"Well yeah, she's right! You suck." I said as I chewed.
He narrowed his eyes.
I chuckled. "What? It's true! You give Nessie whatever she wants. 'Oh, Nessie wants to stay over! Hey! Why don't I let her stay with me for three weeks' or 'Nessie wants to go skydiving with no parachute! Let's do it!' 'And oh, Nessie wants to starve herself to death, let me just throw away every food and kill every animal out there!'"
He chuckled.
"You've become a pushover, Jake!" I told him.
"What can I say, Em? That's what love does to you. I want my girl to be happy so that I can be happy." He replied.
I watched as he continued devouring his course.
What he said got me thinking.
Do I want that kind of life? Where I spend the rest of my entire lifetime making someone happy? I don't know but if I did, why couldn't I have it? Why couldn't I have that annoying, dopey feeling at the pit of my stomach that all my friends have when their soul mate entered the room? I mean, not that I crave for it but I'd still like to know if it was on the cards for me.
Of course it was, Embry! You're a werewolf for crying in a pothole, there are things out there that are not impossible.
Am I ready for it?
Nah! I'm going to be an eternal bachelor for life! Yes I know it's redundant!
… …
Renesmee Cullen
When Jake returned from his shift at work, he and I quickly got ready for our mini hunting exposition outside of California. I've been craving some blood for some time now and I've been grouchy all day so I thought of blood being my tool to just get out of the mundane routines of the day.
After draining my third deer, Jake phased back to human form and approached me.
I dropped the impaled animal to the ground, ignoring all the hateful remarks the birds were giving me and dabbed my mouth with the hem of my cardigan, removing the blood from my lips.
"Nessie?" Jake called.
I glanced back to see my Jacob looking at me with eyes of concern.
"What?" I asked, a little too rough than I intended to be.
"What's wrong with you today? You've been cranky all day, I mean you almost bit Embry's head off when he played with your hair." He said in concern, slightly growling at the mention of what Embry did to me.
I sighed. "I'm fine!" I said gruffly. "I just don't like people playing with my hair."
He didn't seem convinced.
Oh god! Don't look at me like that.
"Just drop it okay!" I said to him.
"Nessie." He pleaded as he took my hand which forced me to turn my body towards him. He pulled me close to him.
"Talk to me." He said.
I chuckled, trying to hide my irritableness and…discomfort.
"It's nothing you need to worry about."
"Nessie, everything that bothers you is something I need to worry about."
"No. I mean…" I paused, cocking an eyebrow as I stared at the ground in embarrassment.
This was probably going to be the most uncomfortable, awkward, absolutely painful topic to ever have with your boyfriend.
"It's nothing you need to worry about." I emphasized, hoping he'd get the gist of what I was saying.
He frowned. "I'm not following?"
I sighed, groaning.
Oh gosh! Just shoot me!
"I mean…" I paused, finding the right words to ease it in. "I'm having a female prerogative moment…" I frowned at my sentence.
"Meaning, what?"
"It's that time of the month." I told him. "Or more correctly, that time of the months."
He deepened his frown as he registered my words and when he finally got it, I could visibly see him begin to be squeamish.
"Oh…" Was that really all he could say?
I was blushed scarlet red as I hid my face in my hands.
"Um…So do you want to be left alone?"
"I think that'll be appreciated, yeah." I answered quickly.
He just nodded before backing away.
"I'm just going to find you more deer." He said before quickly phasing back on all fours and running into the bushes.
I sighed as I spun around and stared into the horizon.
Since I was half-human, I was bound to experience some human characteristics in the female anatomy, like having periods for instance. But since I was also half-vampire, those periods wouldn't be the usual month-by-month types and only being a little moody as a side-effect. Instead, I had irregular periods where I had them only after 3-4 months. I began this stage of my development when I was three and a half (eleven to twelve in human years) and my granddad had been studying why I had irregular periods for almost five years now but hadn't found anything to conclude to.
Anyway, so since I had vampire in me, all my human characteristics would be heightened and so (I guess you understand). Instead of physical pain, I had emotional side-effects.
I'm physically 18, maybe even 19 or 20 now so did that mean I'd be having unusual menstrual cycles forever?
Or will it somehow stop? Like some weird hybrid menopause?
Ugh! It gets irritating at times. At least it happens occasionally, right?
The whole concept of my abnormal menstrual cycle got me thinking, will I ever be able to have kids? Of course you'd think so since I do menstruate but it wasn't the normal kind which meant I'd probably not have a normal pregnancy or normal children!
Whoa!
I've never stretched that far in thinking as I grew up. I always seemed to be hundred steps ahead of human children, maybe even thirty year old adults but I've never necessarily thought about things I haven't experienced yet and now that I'm in a serious relationship, I am starting to envision and ponder a future with Jake. But were kids in the picture?
I kinda had an idea that Jake wanted kids from the way he treated the kids back at La Push –i.e. his nephew and Claire – and also with me for half of my life. He's a natural kid lover as much as he'd try to deny it but as for me…I don't know. I want whatever he wanted of course and vice versa but I never exactly thought of myself as maternal in any aspect. The closest thing I got to being maternal is with my cat!
However, the thought of Jake playing with our own children was an amazing sight to see….
Jacob and I in five years' time, married in a nice house with a huge yard where I watch my family playing on the green grass lawn. I am preparing lunch outside for my mini-family as I watch my husband and son –who's an exact replica of Jacob in terms of the skin tone, hair color and eyes but has my curly locks – playing catch with a Frisbee with our dog chasing after them.
As I prepare the lunch, my eldest daughter tugs me by the dress asking to help with pleading green eyes which I imagined belonged to my father whilst my eldest daughter, my twin helped me set the table…
"Mom. What time are the Auntie Alex and Uncle Seth coming?" My eldest asked…
Whoa!
Oh god! No!
Hold your horses, Ness! Don't start having baby fever now, okay! You're only eight!
After a couple of minutes of thinking, I decided to just forget about it and continued finishing off my meal.
But as I go to finish off my deer, I smelt an unwanted scent flow through my nostrils. I immediately shot my head up, my eyes fully transfixed onto the bushes where I heard the sound of rustling approaching.
"Who's there?" I demanded as I stood a defensive stance.
The rustling of leaves stopped but the scent was still heavily playing in my nasal passages.
"I know you're there!" I called out.
I could hear their heartbeat steadily so it was clear they were not vampires.
What if it was a hunter? I wasn't hunting around the Oakland Woods, California border so it wasn't like I was breaking any rules but what if this particular hunter wasn't caught up on the new negotiation? What if the hunters changed their minds and decided to break the treaty? Especially now that my family are not around?
After what felt like forever, the intruder finally revealed themselves.
"I thought you had a good lock on my scent by now?" The familiar voice stated confidently.
I rolled my eyes as I realized who it was.
"Hi, Nahuel." I greeted, forcing a smile. "What are you doing here?"
He smiled. "I came here to do exactly what you're doing."
"I thought you had a blood bank." I said to him.
"Well, I love to alternate." He said to me. I nodded. "Are you alone?"
I frowned, cocking an eyebrow at him. "Why?"
"Just asking. I mean, you can't be alone. Anything can happen." He stated.
I scoffed. "If I can walk, I can hunt. I can take of myself, thank you very much." I stated.
He laughed. "I can clearly see that."
I rolled my eyes.
"Where's your big bad wolf, huh? Chewing on a bone? Destroying couches? You finally get bored of him, are you not?"
"Nahuel. What do you want from me? Seriously?" I asked, annoyed.
"I want to make a proposal. I know you may think we're not good together and I respect that but just think about it –"
"There is nothing to think about, Nahuel! I'm with Jake and that's not going to change."
He chuckled. "I get that. Just hear me out, mi carina. I'm not asking to court you, Renesmee. I'm just merely expressing my innermost feelings and is it not a human's prerogative to express their emotions, no?"
"You're not entirely human."
He smirked. "Touché," He stated.
What was the point of this meeting?
"What's the proposal?" I asked.
His face beamed. He must have thought I was considering what he was putting on the table but that was entirely off, I was just trying to get this over with so I could finish my meal.
"Well…I want you to answer me this question and I'll be off. Do you think you had a choice?"
"A choice in what?"
"Do you honestly think if you and Jake never met that things would be the same? If this whole werewolf juju he has on you never existed, would you ever consider being with someone of your own kind? Someone who you could relate to in many ways than just one."
I fell silent as I thought about it. A world without Jake was unthinkable but what would it be like without imprinting? Of course Jake and I would have somehow fell in love, right? But…would he still be accepting and friendly to my family if he didn't imprint on me? Or would he still have deep hatred for them still to this day?
Which caused me to think how I'd be today. Would I have never gotten a chance to have Jake as my best friend? As my protector? As my mate? Would I be Jacob-less? Would I even have a happy life without him? Would I even cease to exist?
Or…
Would I find anybody who could even measure up to the kind of man Jake was? Heck, would I still be with Justin?
Would be with…Nahuel?
The thought almost made me shudder because that kind of world was horrible to even think about let alone live it.
I understand why someone would think Nahuel and I should be together –I know, shocker right?
It is kind of implied I guess since he was the only other male vampire hybrid that I knew of –besides Carter who's still a kid and is not exactly a vampire hybrid – and vice versa but that's basically all we have in common. We were on two polar opposite ends in terms our level of thinking.
He was conservative, ingenious, confident, and overbearing.
I, on the other hand, was more contemporary independence, realistic, self-effacing and individualistic.
Would I even be happy in a relationship with Nahuel? I hardly even knew him personally but I can only imagine how 'not on the same page' we'll be.
"No. Jake and I are meant for each other." I replied confidently.
He didn't particularly like my answer but he sure knew how to hide it. Or maybe he still had hope?
"Okay. If that's how you honestly feel, then I'll be on my way." He said with a smile. "Don't think about me while I'm gone."
I chuckled. Boy did he have an ego!
"I'll try not to." I humored him.
Suddenly, I heard the rough patter of paws and a low growl coming from behind me. Out of the blue, Jake's large wolf form flew over me and landed in between Nahuel and I.
Jake released a menacing growl at him.
"Jake! Jake!" I called out, running to my large wolf and placing my hand on his furry head.
Nahuel stiffened as he watched me pet Jake.
"It's okay! It's just Nahuel." I said, glancing back at him before focusing on my mate. "There's nothing to worry about."
"Speak for yourself," I heard Nahuel whisper.
Jake snarled.
"Not helping, Nahuel!" I told him off. "Jake! I'm fine. Nahuel was just leaving."
Nahuel stood there, eyes glared and flared toward Jake who didn't remove his eyes from him either.
I sighed, shaking my head.
Boy drama. Oh gosh!
"Yes. I'll see you two around." Nahuel finally said as he backed away and charged north where he'd feed.
Suddenly, I backed away so Jake could phase back to his human form.
"Jake! I was perfectly safe. He didn't mean any harm. He wasn't an intruder." I said.
"I know that! But I could feel how uncomfortable you were." He said. "What was he doing here anyway?"
"He was actually about to hunt."
"Humans?" He asked with a rough, hoarse tone.
"No! No! Animals."
"I thought he rejected the veggie diet?"
"Well, he said he loved to change over time to time." I told him. "Jake, there's nothing to worry about."
"A vampire feeding off humans?"
"Not actually on humans, just human blood. Remember? Carlisle gave him a blood bank?" I pointed out.
"Still the same thing!"
I rolled my eyes.
"What did he say?" He questioned, staring down at my chest which had the necklace he made for me for my seventh birthday dangling.
"Nothing, okay! He was just being usual Nahuel!" I laughed. "Listen, Jake. I'm not all for little boy drama, okay? I'm with you. Forever. So there's no need to go on a frantic killing spree."
"That's precisely why I'm worried, Ness. He has killed people, Ness! I don't want the same happening to you."
"That's sweet but reminder that I'm also a vampire? I'm a badass!" I laughed.
He smirked and snorted.
I pressed my hands on his bare hips and moved closer to him.
"Listen. We're not going to be that couple who fights over silly things like some guy having a crush on me. It's something that will pass, all we have to do is just ignore it and just be right here. Together."
"And focus on our future?"
My heart skipped a beat as he said that.
Our future.
It sounded just as good thinking in.
I bit my lip and nodded.
He smiled, nodding his head.
"Okay," He replied, huskily. He looked up at the sky. "We should probably head back. It's getting late."
I nodded, gnawing my lip.
"Race you?" I asked as I leaned in closer to his lips on my tiptoes.
"Ooh…A kiss for good luck?" He asked.
I smiled, nodding my head as I was only inches away from his soft lips.
"One… two… three…" I said with each inch. "Go!" I said, quickly maneuvering my way past him and sprinting past him.
I heard him laugh before that laugh turned into a howl as we both ran together in synchronization before I –proudly – picked up the speed, feeling the dark air grazing through my long, bronze locks.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it!
So guys, this story is heading into drama territory so I thought as a kick start to a drama filled story, I'd give you all a tease to what's to come:
More supernatural creatures
Someone will find out they're not entirely human
Kidnapping
Multiple love-triangles
Lots of breakups and/or hookups
One of the girls will find out they're pregnant
Charles is back and with vengeance
A major character gets into trouble
Enemies of the past come back to haunt the Cullens
An ally turns against the Cullens whilst new ones are formed
PART 2
Aftermaths of Part 1
Introduction of the Elemental creatures
Graduation
An engagement
A wedding
Vampire hunters multiple and wreak havoc on the supernatural world
Friendships get torn apart
A secret that has been kept from Edward and Bella is revealed to them
The Volturi return (but for what?)
MAJOR CHARACTER DEATHS
REVIEW PLEASE!