A girl with cancer, surrounded by cats meets a southern cat lover
Aristocrat X Twilight Au
Anotoinette X Jasper
Started: Jan 24 2023
Discontinued: Feb 7 2023
Finished: ???
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-Anotoinette's Pov-
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Jacob shot Sam a look as he shook his head. Bella and I registered this as Bella casually pulled Jacob aside. "You want to go look at tide pools?" She asked him as I followed them, oxygen tank in hand. I told Angel and Sebastian to stay with them. Bella sent her best smile to him.
As we wandered near the water, she nudged him. "So, what did your friend mean about the Cullens not coming here?" She asked. "Oops. Caught that, huh?" Jacob asked as he moves closer to us, lowering his voice for mock secrecy. "Dude, everyone caught that," I reminded him.
"I'm not supposed to say anything," he added. Bella gave him her best alluring smile. "We can keep a secret...," She told him. "It's just an old scary story," Jacob asked us. "Did you know the Quileutes are supposedly descended from wolves?" "Like fur, fangs.....doggy breath?" I asked as I cringed.
Jacob chuckled. Bella smiled and prompted him to continue. "So the legend about the Cullens is...," she asked. "Well, they're supposedly descended from this, like...," he spoke in a spooky voice. "'enemy clan'......But they claimed to be different, so we made a treaty with them."
"Didn't they just move here?" I asked. "Or just moved back," Jacob said. "Riiiight. So what was this treaty?" Bella asked. "If they promised to stay off Quileute lands, we wouldn't expose what they were to the pale faces...," Jacob told us. Bella's face paled. Jacob pauses dramatically.
"AAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!" Angela screamed as I jumped. My oxygen tank began to beep repeatedly as my heart began to race. I took a deep breath before the beeping stopped. Bella also jumped at the bloodcurdling scream, as Angela ran past, chased by Eric waving a dead crustacean.
Angel and Sebastian were running with them. Jacob smirked and started back to the group. "Wait... what was the?" Bella asked him. "It's just a story, Bella," Jacob laughed as he walked away.
-Third POV-
A collection of haphazard shacks and boat docks, connected by wood plank sidewalks. Waylon Forge, the hippy logger who used to play Santa Claus, was scraping paint off his boat, swigging a pint as he listened to his prehistoric Walkman. His old dog lay next to him as the sounds of the forest and river chirped and buzzed. Waylon sang along to his Walkman.
