Paul Lahote x Fem! OC
From the moment he saw her, standing in the forest with that worried look on her face, he knew he was doomed. She was the beginning of the end, and he wouldn't want it any other way.
When Bella Swan's protective younger sister...
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Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen mumbled quietly to each other about life and death in a hospital room, giving each other disgustingly loving looks over the monitoring equipment. The pale vampire was just getting around to telling his overly adoring girlfriend that he would never turn her when he felt the momentum of the hospital change.
The air was electric, and every hair on Edward's body stood on edge, his animalistic senses going haywire.
He couldn't make out the words in this person's head. They were flashing by so fast, they were practically overlapping.
He heard loud clopping boots in the hallway, and he turned to Bella to gauge her reaction. Surprisingly, she was grinning from ear to ear, looking suddenly more expressive than he'd ever seen her.
A very tall girl suddenly swung into the hospital room, and Edward knew instantly that this person was where the thoughts were coming from. He stared at her openly as her eyes saw him momentarily, decided he wasn't worth her time, and then moved on to Bella.
"Isabella Marie Swan, what the hell were you thinking?" The figure stressed, her voice sort of low for a female, but smooth, reminiscent of a jazz singer.
She crossed the room in three long strides, her silky brown hair flowing down her shoulders and sending an overwhelmingly mouth-watering scent Edward's way. He sat back at once and discreetly covered his nose.
The two girls embraced, which only shocked Edward more. Bella hated physical contact, who was this girl?
"It's not like I meant to..." Bella trailed off, wondering what she could call the previous event.
"Throw yourself down three flights of stairs? That's a new record, even for you, Bells."
The two girls laughed, and it was then that Edward noticed the physical similarities between the two. They had the same pale skin and dark hair, although Bella's curled lightly at the end, and this mystery person was straight.
"Uhmm, Edward?" Bella said, voice stronger than it usually was, "This is my little sister, Willow."
Will Swan looked at the pale boy sitting in the corner, and she was not impressed. He practically blended in with the pale yellow paint of the hospital walls. Was this really the freak Charlie had said Bella was spending all of her time with?
"Hello, Edward," Will said, the steel that laced her voice not matching the sweet smile on her face. "Don't call me Willow, or you'll get my boot where the sun doesn't shine."
Edward couldn't help but grin, she sort of reminded him of one of his siblings. "Understood. What should I call you then?"
