𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐱 𝐎𝐂
That's all they ever thought she'd be good for. A good imprint. Quiet... caring... nurturing... she'd never be strong like her brother. She'd never be enough to meet the standards they set for a true, worthy warrior. So w...
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❝ I just wanna live in this moment forever
'Cause I'm afraid that living couldn't get any better
Started giving up on the word "forever"
'Til you gave up Heaven so we could be together
You're my angel, angel baby, angel ❞
𓆩⛥𓆪
The familiar little red house stood exactly as Jo had left it.
The porch light still glowed despite the afternoon sun filtering through the ever-present grey clouds. Everything smelled like damp cedar, wet earth and home.
Jo stopped a few feet away.
For the first time since she'd faced the Volturi...
She was nervous.
She'd stared down Aro.
Faced Jane.
Nearly watched Edward die.
And somehow...
Walking through her own front door still scared her just a bit.
Because she knew who was waiting on the other side.
She'd disappeared in the middle of the night.
Crossed an ocean.
Marched into the lair of the oldest vampire coven in existence.
Without asking.
Without telling anyone.
Without even saying goodbye.
"Yeah," she muttered to herself. "This is gonna suck."
A flash of powder blue caught her eye.
Rosita.
The old 1967 Mustang sat proudly in the driveway, freshly washed despite the rain, chrome gleaming beneath the overcast sky.
Jo smiled despite herself.
She wandered over, running her fingertips lovingly along the smooth curve of the front fender.
