Begins in New Moon and follows the story loosely. Jacob finds a girl drowning after she jumped off a cliff and saves her. However, she doesn't remember who she is or how she got there. Now she must figure out who she is and why creatures of the nigh...
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I wake from the sun peeking through the window to the left of me; it shines right on through directly onto the pillow my head rests on. It's low in the sky, telling me that it is early morning. I don't know when I fell asleep, but it must have been from Jacob's snoring. Grumbling, I roll over to my right to see that Jacob is no longer on the floor. Blinking away the tiredness, I climb out of bed and head down the hall to the living room and kitchen. No one is in sight. The house is silent and empty. My fingers linger along the countertops of the kitchen as I make my way to the front door. I open the door slowly, a cold breeze brushes through me into the house.
Even with Jacob's shorts and long sleeved shirt on, it chills me to the bone.
To the right of the house is a double door large red shed. One of the doors is open far enough for me to see Jacob working on a motorbike. From where I stand, the bike itself looks almost complete, but it appears he's screwing in a few pieces here and there.
I glance down to see my ankle high brown boots are sitting beside the door. I kneel down and poke the soles with a finger and liquid squeezes through the fabric and onto my finger. Still wet. I look back at the shed, it's a decent distance away and my toes curl at just the thought of walking through the wet grass and mud. Not only is it wet on the ground but there is a sheen of damp air misting through the yard. I step down the ramp, sigh, and head for the shed. The grass and mud squish between my toes, and the smell of wet pine needles wafts the closer I get to the shed.
Jake doesn't notice me until I reach the door. He smiles and waves an oil-covered hand before observing the rest of my body. He frowns when he sees my bare feet.
"You should put some shoes on, you'll catch a cold."
My eyes drop to my feet; they are caked with mud and bits and pieces of grass. "There are no shoes for me to wear," I say, as I round the closed door and spot a girl sitting on a double car seat to the left of the shed. She must be Bella.
She's a thin girl, very pale, with long brown wavy hair that frames her delicate face and brown eyes. Your average Jane, if you ask me. There is something about her though, that's off; a sadness behind her eyes and a weak smile that looks forced.
"Bella, this is Furiae, Furiae, this is Bella," Jake introduces. He turns back to his work on the bike. I can see clearly now that there are two bikes next to him. One that he is working on and another that is missing a front tire. There is a tire nearby, sprawled out on the ground.
"That's an interesting name," Bella says.
"Yeah," I bite my lower lip. So interesting that I wouldn't be surprised if it weren't my actual real name. "Bella must be short for something." My eyes dart from hers to the ground. It is hard to look at her without feeling heaviness. I glance over to Jake, who's paying us no mind.
Maybe I am missing something? She could have a great personality? Begrudgingly, I look back at her and she half smiles, but I can see the struggle of her keeping it up.
