I rock along the gravel road, in my beat up truck. The burnt orange paint starting to peel of and fall everywhere, like in fall when the leaves fall off and cover the ground.
I stop the car in a small driveway and rest my head on the steering wheel. I am exhausted from my 14 hour drive to the middle of nowhere.
"Bells!" I turn and look out the filthy window. Pale skin, dark hair, dark eyes. The person had the same futures as me. Is it me? No. I thought. It cant be my reflection because I don't have a mustache.
"Dad!" I yell as i fumble for the doorknob and I spill out of the truck. "I missed you so much."
"Wow," Charlie says. He grips my upper arms at the sides "You're so grown up! Look at you!" He pulls me into a tight embrace. "I have a friend to help you unpack." My dad says as he releases me.
A boy about my age with long dark hair and olive skin, runs out from behind the house. "Jacob Black," he says, as he holds is hand out for me to shake.
I slide my hand into his. "Bella Swan," His grip is firm and he lets go quickly.
I move to the back of the truck and grab a large box from the bed.
"Whoa. Do you need help Bella?" he moves closer to me and takes the heavy box from my hands. "I can take the big ones, you know," he chuckles.
"Right," I say quietly. How embarrassing! I can't even lift that box! I grab a smaller box and follow him inside the house.
The house was very plain. White walls, old couches, a few cups here and there. You can definitely tell this is a man's house.
I follow Jacob up a small staircase into what might be my room. "Please tell me how you know this is my room and I don't." I say
He smiles showing his white teeth. "Well I was over here with your Charlie and he told me this would be your room."
We continue back up and down the stairs till the bed of my truck is empty and I'm out of breath.
"Hey Jacob, thanks for helping me you know." I awkwardly say.
"It was no big deal. And it was great getting to meet you. I guess I'll see you around then." He turns and starts to walk away till he swerves back on his heals. "You can call me Jake by the way."
He hops on his modercycle and starts driving away.
Authors Note: So I haven't read any of the books in The Twilight Saga, but I have seen the movies so I know the jist of everything. I am not a super fan either, (as you can tell. I haven't even read the books!) but I do like the story line. So I am writing this. It wont be much like the book but some parts it might be. I hope you like it!
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Long and Dark (A Twilight Fanfiction)
FanfictionI press into him. His warmth flows through my veins. "What do you want?" he says. "You."
