Fall For You
Areana, Isabella's friend from home, moves to Forks to live with her brother. Isabella introduces her to the Cullens, and they all become fast friends. What will happen when Areana takes a liking to a certain vampire? Watch as Areana's life takes a deadly toll. CHAPTER SIX AWAITING VALIDATION!!! I decided to make Chapter Six the end of this fic. It just fit way too perfectly to pass up the oppertunity to end it that well. But, never fear, a sequol is already being written and will pick up exactly where chapter six left off. :) Banner by me :)
This is my first Twilight story and I hope you all enjoy! I apologize in advance for all the dialogue...ugh, dialogue is not my favorite part of stories, nor my best. I'm much better at descriptions...which will be in the next chapter. Enjoy! --Emma
5. Chapter 5--Solemn Hour
Rating 3/5 Word Count 1378 Review this Chapter
Areana heard the door quietly creak open.
“Ana?” Jasper said quietly. “Are you asleep yet?” She sat up on her elbows, pulling the covers off her head.
“No,” she whispered back. She heard the faint ‘click’ of the door before the side table light was flicked on. Jasper sat down on the bed beside her. His eyes looked troubled.
“Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked, still whispering. Areana forced a small smile.
“I told you, I’m fine….why are we whispering?” she asked. Jasper quietly laughed.
“I have no idea,” he said raising his voice a few decibels. “How’s this?”
“I just…I don’t know. When I saw your father come at you like that….you have no idea how much self-control it took for me not to just rip him apart that very second.” Areana stared wide eyed as Jasper continued.
“And then, when I saw Emmett holding you…all I could think about was your father in pieces on that floor. I would’ve risked it; I would’ve risked everything Carlisle worked so hard for in the blink of an eye. I would’ve killed your father, and then your brother, and then the woman, without even thinking twice about it.
“But I didn’t…I didn’t want you seeing me like that…seeing me like the true monster I am. I never could’ve lived with myself had you experienced that because I lost my temper. But, you have to understand, I only wanted to kill them because they had hurt you. I can’t stand seeing you hurt; naturally, my defences kick in when I see someone I care about being hurt, just like Edward would do with Bella.” Areana stared at him, not daring to breath in the silence that followed his confession. After a few moments, she sucked in a deep breath, searching for the right words.
“Wow…Jasper that was…wow,” was all she was able to respond. Jasper looked over at her, smiling to relieve her shock at his recent revelation.
“You look tired. I shouldn’t have woke you,” he said flicking off the light after standing up.
“I was awake anyway. Like I could sleep after the night I’ve had,” she replied. She felt him sit down on the same spot he had just vacated.
“You know you’re safe here. I promise you I won’t let anyone hurt you, ever.” Areana sat up, reaching out for him in the darkness. Knowing what she wanted, he leaned forward, taking her into his arms. She felt him lay back, positioning himself so she was laying half on him, the other half on her pillow.
“Sleep,” he commanded. Areana closed her eyes, resting her head against his cold, marble chest, drifting quickly off to sleep.
Areana shoved the covers off, covering her eyes as she yawned. She checked the clock on the nightstand--ten am. She swung her legs over the bed, shivering as her feet hit the cold floor. She looked around the room, expecting to find Jasper, but he wasn’t there. Shrugging, she walked into the bathroom connected to the room, smiling as she spotted her bag of toiletries on the counter. She turned the knob of the shower, sighing as she let to steamy water relieve her tension. She showered, brushed her teeth, quickly dried her hair, and slipped into a clean outfit which lay across the chair in the corner; she suspected Alice was interfering with her choice of clothing. Cautiously descending the stairs, she looked around to see if she could spot any of the Cullens.
“Goodmorning sleepy head,” Alice said appearing at her side. Areana jumped, startled at Alice’s presence.
“Nice Alice. Give the human a heart attack. Great way to help wake her up in the morning,” Areana replied sarcastically. Alice laughed.
“Sorry, I’m just excited you’re awake! Do you feel up to a little trip with me?” Areana stared at her curiously.
“What kind of trip?” she asked cautiously. Alice smiled.
“Shopping, of course! Is there any other kind?” Areana thought about it for a minute.
“Alice, you know me better than that. You don’t even have to ask. Would I ever turn down a shopping trip, especially with you?” she asked as Alice held up her purse.
“Never,” she replied skipping over to her car.
“No way! Alice, we can’t go out to in that!” Areana exclaimed as Alice climbed into the sleek, yellow Porsche.
“Come on Ana! Live a little! Come to the dark side,” she teased. Areana sighed, jumping into the car.
They returned a few hours later, bogged down with bag after bag of new merchandise. Alice helped Areana lug her bags upstairs into the guest room she was occupying; Areana collapsed on the bed, surrounded by the colourful bags.
“Alice, you quite possibly could kill someone with shopping. I think you’re more dangerous with a credit card in a mall than you are as a vampire,” Areana joked. Alice laughed.
“I have been known to bring a salesperson to tears,” she replied. “Oh shoot. We were supposed to go to the store on the way back. The whole having a human who needs to eat food in the house deal.” Areana opened her mouth to reply but was cut off by the familiar song of her ringtone. She glanced at the caller, shock consuming her face before she flipped open the phone and answered.
“Dad? What’re…yes….no, dad, I’m not out on the streets yet…no, I am not knocked up…yes…seriously? I thought you’d….alright…alright! I’ll leave now. Bye.”
“Why was your father calling you?” Alice asked suspiciously.
“He was calling to tell me to pick up my car from the house. I told him I thought he’d want to keep it, but he said no; it was in my name so it was my car. He said I’ve got to pick it up in the next twenty minutes. They’re at the airport right now, but he said he left the car in the driveway,” Areana explained pulling on her coat once more.
“I’ll drop you off,” Alice offered.
“You want to follow me back?” Alice said as they arrived at Areana’e house, her car parked beside the curb.
“No, that’s fine. You can go ahead. I think I’ll just dash upstairs and grab a few more of my things before leaving.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Alice. I’ll call you when I’m almost home,” Areana reassured. Alice nodded before peeling out. Areana pulled her house key from her purse, looking around as she entered the house. Most of the furniture was already gone or covered in plastic; she figured they must be selling the house. She jogged upstairs, throwing a few more clothes into a tote bag before grabbing a few photo albums from underneath her bed. She tucked all of her belongings away in her trunk before hopping into the driver’s seat, sighing as the familiar rock music began playing. She backed the car up, jumping slightly as the brakes stuck.
“Hmm…that’s odd. Probably where I haven’t driven it in a few days. I’ll get it checked out,” she mused, turning the music up louder.
It felt so soothing to be back in her old car, to hear the roar of the engine as she accelerated. She was well above the speed limit and knew she should slow down, but she didn’t. Coming upon a sharp curve, she gently tapped her breaks, needing to slow the cars acceleration so she didn’t go over the side of the road….but nothing happened.
“What?” she exclaimed, pumping the break harder. Still, the car kept accelerating. She hurriedly jerked on the emergency break, disheartened as the entire button popped off. Areana watched in horror as her car hurtled closer and closer to the sharp curve, the drop off coming into view as her car flew off the road, crashing into trees left and right, coming to a stop after flipping over on it’s roof. Smoke billowed from the hood, scraps of metal which had once been apart of her glorious car littering the forest around her. Areana’s head rested against the steering wheel, a thick, dark blackness surrounding her. She tried to pull out her cell phone to dial 911, but passed out before reaching it.
Areana was dying, and she knew it.
1 2 3 4 5
- 22 Apr 08
- 06 Jul 12