Curves For My Kings (Volturi Kings)

Chapter One

Chapter One

"My darling."

"My love."

"Mia Cara."

Their voices were distinct and familiar. They called to me urging me to find them but all I could see was darkness. The darkness frightened me but I followed the voices deeper, desperate to finally see who had been calling to me in my dreams every night since I had turned sixteen. MY heart beat erratically within me pulling me into the distance telling me the voices were much further away than I thought. It was like I'd never find them and that thought caused my heart to ache.

"Please! Where are you? I'm trying to find you!" I cried out, hands gripping the dark void around me.

There was no answer.

"Please." I whispered brokenly.

A knock on the door to my attic bedroom shocked me awake, making me bolt upright in surprise. A quick glance at my bedroom window shows very little sunlight meaning Charlie has woken me up at the ass crack of dawn again which makes me let out a frustrated huff.

"Yeah?" I called out, untangling my limbs from the fifteen blankets piled high on my queen sized bed.

"I'm headed off to the station, kiddo. Another attack. I'll be home late tonight so I wanted to let you know. Bells is still asleep." Charlie yelled through the door, "I'll see ya when I get home!"

I frown to myself, not liking the idea of him going out while these random attacks are still happening. They still hadn't found whatever it was that was causing it and they were claiming it was some kind of animal. Something inside of me knew that it wasn't. MY instincts were screaming that whatever it was, was something far more sinister.

"Thanks for telling me. Have a good day and be safe!" I called back while climbing out of bed and heading for my dresser.

I had a feeling that something was going to happen today. Call it intuition or a gut feeling but I had them frequently and I had learned to trust it. I've been getting these feelings since I was ten years old and after the first few times it happened I learned to listen when it did. My body just had a way of knowing things.

"Please be safe." I whispered a little quieter to myself so that he couldn't hear.

I grabbed a comfortable set of leggings and an overly large cream colored sweater to cover my curvier form and headed for the only bathroom in the tiny house that I shared with my uncle and my cousin. I tossed the clean clothes onto the vanity and avoided the mirror while I started the shower and undressed. I went about my morning routine as usual before drying myself off and throwing on my clean clothes. I left my white curly hair hanging damp and loose around my waist so that it could air dry and didn't bother with makeup. I rarely ever did.

I left the bathroom and headed downstairs to the kitchen that my uncle had recently let me redecorate. Now instead of the God awful colors his ex wife picked, the walls were a soft blue gray and the cabinets were an off white color. I had also chipped in to update the appliances using some of my inheritance I received form my parent estate when I turned eighteen last year. Charlie wanted to pay for everything himself but I reasoned that I used the kitchen more than he did and I was picking everything out so it was only fair that I help chip in. Even Bella loved the new kitchen which was surprising as she didn't tend to like much where I'm concerned.

Bella was never directly mean to me but she always had this look on her face or a way of brushing me aside that made me feel horrible. We had been close as kids but it changed when my parents passed away when I was ten and I was sent to live with my uncle. Part of me wonders if she's jealous of the relationship I have with Charlie.