She was born in Fork Washington, and grew up with Jessica, Angela, and the others. When the Cullens arrived, she knew that there was something off about them, but didn't pry. It was law that any supernatural creature must have permission to tell out...
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Mia was standing in a bedroom that she wasn't familiar with and it was only lit by a single candle, casting a warm glow throughout the room. Turning in a circle slowly, she observed that there was a king-sized bed in the against a wall and it faced a large floor to ceiling window and there were rows and rows of music along the walls of the room. Glancing out the window, the hybrid girl took notice that it was too dark outside to see what was out there, but it gave her a bad feeling. It was like if she left the room, then something would come out of the darkness and get her.
"Get in bed," a low voice suddenly growled in her pierced ear, making her flinch in surprise and gasp lightly. Glancing sharply to the left, auburn hair filled her vision and cold hands grasped her elbows before shoving her on the bed covered with a crimson red duvet and black sheets.
"What-!" the brown-skinned girl grunted as her face collided with over-stuffed pillows and yelped when the same cold hands flipped her over on to her back. Dark eyes peered into her unique eyes and roamed her body. She only realized too late that she was wearing a short, silky gown with lace at the hem.
"Mine," the male growled as he descended on her, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her neck and collarbone. Moaning, Mia brought her arms around him and pulled him closer as she tilted her head to give him more access.
"Yours," she hummed in agreement, spreading her legs when he nudged them with his knee. His hips were cradled by her thighs and her dress was pushed up, letting his heat burn into her core as she felt the silky fabric of his underwear through her own. The evidence of his arousal caused hers to sky-rocket, heating her blood.
"You smell so sweet, Emilia," he pulled back to stare into her eyes that has also darkened in lust. The girl blinked hazily as his features became more visible. Square jaw, high cheekbones, pale skin, and slightly pointed teeth made her snap out of her lust induced state.
"E-Edward?" he didn't answer her shocked inquiry and lowered his face to hers, making her back away slightly. He ignored her retreat and let his lips caress her cheeks to the corner of her lips, causing her to ache for their lips to brush against each other. As Edward back away, she tried to follow, but his large hand softly laid against the base of her throat, stopping her. Gingerly, he let his hand whisper across her throat and jawline, again and again.
"Wake up," he murmured, staring down at her with his dark eyes.
Mia blinked in confusion. "Huh?"
"Wake up!" he suddenly snapped and grasped her jaw tightly, tilting it to the side and struck like a snake hissing loudly.
The hybrid jerked up with a small shriek that she muffled with her hands as she panted and shook. Baby hairs stuck to her forehead as she slowly calmed down from the really weird dream that she had. Sighing, she pushed back her hair that came out of its bun and glanced at the alarm clock that sat on her dresser to the right of her. Its red numbers glared at her.
