#twilight post

(Y/N)’s POV

I loved my life. I had a loving found-family. I was abandoned in the woods when I was a baby, but Rosalie and Emmett found and adopted me, and I had never felt unloved since. They were wonderful parents, caring and loving, and gave me all the attention and care I needed. What had been stripped away from me years ago, I got 10 times more with these two and the Cullens.

With two amazing parents came two amazing grandparents, two amazing uncles, and one amazing aunt. When Edward got together with Bella, I knew I had gained another amazing aunt, though she was way more shy and introverted than Alice was, and just a few years older than me. That was quite amazing though because Edward himself was exactly that - shy and close to himself. It was like they each found their perfect match.

Despite the incident that happened on Bella’s birthday, which put both hers and my life in danger - Jasper had completely lost himself for just a few minutes, and the fact that we all had to move away for a while - mom and dad took me on vacation to the Bahamas, Bella still loved Edward a lot. Despite the pain; despite the distance; despite being from two different worlds.

Though I was still quite young - at least in my parents’ eyes, I too wished for a love as strong and as loving as theirs. The way they met was not ideal by any means, but they somehow - even under these unorthodox circumstances - found each other, and they saw what true love meant. Sixty years later, they found me, and it had been the best life I could have ever had ever since.

Of course, I knew they were all vampires but I didn’t mind at all. I didn’t care what they were; they were my family above everything else, and I would love them even if they were demons or whatever. In the end, it doesn’t matter who you are; you are not defined by your character or your appearance; your actions are the ones to be judged. Your actions speak louder than anything else - if you’re actively a bad person, that’s what you need to change.

I would never judge them for being vampires, nor would I tell anyone else. And despite what Edward had been constantly saying, my mom only killed those people who sexually attacked her, which was truly inspiring and fair, in my opinion. They took her life; they assaulted her body and soul; they left her emotionally scarred for decades. Killing them was the least she could do.

Unfortunately, the only downside of living with vampires was that it meant we moved around. A lot. I didn’t complain about all the great places I’ve been to and all the people I met, but we moved too fast and too soon for me to make any real friends. Connecting with others had been difficult for me because of this, but I could never blame my parents for that. They needed to move as much as they did.

People talked too much, always curious about the new family with the supernaturally beautiful people. I was the exception, of course. I was too plain and too simple to compete with my family’s standards. Being a vampire had its perks of unconditional beauty, though my mom was probably the most beautiful of all the vampires I had ever met.

I was always presented as ‘Dr. and Mrs. Cullen’s youngest daughter’. Being just 14 when we first arrived at Forks, there was no way people believed Rosalie and Emmett were my parents, and Carlisle and Esme were my grandparents. It was hard being away from my family, starting in a new school, in the middle of 9th grade, while my parents and uncles were in the 11th or 12th. 

I was in a different school, on the outskirts of Forks, while all the others were going to Forks High School. I was closer to the Quileute reservation, and, though my family was forbidden from ever going near, I was still human and I could still spend time on the beach there. I liked the Second Beach more than the First; it was not as close to the reservation and thus, it was way quieter and more peaceful.

That was where I met Jacob Black, Embry Call, Quil Ateara, Jared Cameron, and Paul Lahote. They all were the same age, though a year older than me. It was fun spending time with them back then when everything was - seemingly - normal. Back then, they didn’t know they had the werewolf gene, or that there were vampires, as much as I didn’t know they descended from wolves, having the werewolf gene. 

My family told me about the legends, but they didn’t tell specifically who was able to transform back in their days. Besides, I thought that getting “the truth” from their side would not have been as biased as it would be if I had heard it from both sides. I decided that it wasn’t my place to snoop around, trying to find the truth that would satisfy me, instead of the truth that covered both sides and was the most unbiased of all. 

I hadn’t realized that life changed too quickly when Bella showed up. We went from the seemingly normal family to being chased by another vampire who was after Bella; to having to leave our lives behind when Edward decided to leave her; to coming back and pretending everything was okay; to having another vampire going after Bella; to having to witness one of the most gruesome births in my life; to going against the vampire royalty. All that in less than 2 years.

It was a lot for me. The first time when we were chased by James, my parents had to leave me back at the reservation. They actually had to beg the Elders to let me stay there, as I was a human and couldn’t keep up with the vampires. Bella was James’s target, so my family would have to work and cooperate around her anyway. But I wasn’t part of the equation, and my parents thought I shouldn’t have been, so I had to stay back.

When the incident between Bella and Jasper happened, we all had to leave Forks. Alice decided to take Jasper away from humans for a while so that he could relax from everything that happened on Bella’s birthday. They decided to travel across South America, as my parents took me to a private villa in the Bahamas, away from other guests who would have questioned their sparkly skins. 

It was also a way for me to have some “normal” time away from the hectic vampiric way of life. I wasn’t gonna lie; it was a nice change from the constantly moody weather. I also got to review my classes for this year and the next, since I had pretty much missed over 6 months of school.

When we came back, it was towards the end of the semester. Technically, I was behind in my classes, but a confirmation note from Mrs. Iklor, a supposed private tutor my parents hired for the time we were out of town, allowed me to go back to my classes and finish that year smoothly. 

My parents were already done with school, and they wanted us to spend more time together as a family. They told me I could still get "homeschooled" but I just missed school. Well, to be honest, I missed the normality - not being around vampires 24/7. But I couldn't tell them that, so I only told them I missed school. Edward didn't tell them what I had in my mind, and they decided to stay in town for my own sake.

Unfortunately, nothing good can last too long. It wasn't long before Bella was chased by another vampire once again; this time Victoria, James's mate. We never had so many vampires coming after us - including the beef with the Volturi - until we came here, in Forks. Life was much, much quieter and boring in Alaska, and part of me missed those peaceful days.

At first, I wasn’t allowed to go to the graduation party, though it took little convincing from Alice for mom and dad to let me, but “as long as Alice and Edward were there to watch after me”. Mom couldn’t stand the way modern teenagers behaved, especially when at parties, and dad would - almost - always agree with mom. 

The party was fun and exciting if you were just a human. However, I knew what was going on, so there was fear and anxiety, in the end, for me. On the flip side, I got to see Embry and Quil again - Jacob kept his distance ever since he found out the truth about my family, and, despite me being human, he refused to get too close to me ever again. 

We didn’t talk much with Embry and Quil, but it was a nice change to talk to some people who were still human-like. I hadn’t talked to them ever since I came back to town, and with the constant beef between the two sides, I was caught in the middle.

And it seemed like it was a never-ending situation. This war my family had with Victoria seemed to be way more serious than what they had with James. Victoria was creating an army, an army of newborn vampires, powerful enough to destroy my family and the local community, which was why both Cullens and Quileutes had to put their differences aside and work together.

Carlisle asked the Denalis for their help before he went to the wolves, but Tanya refused for the sake of Irina and her hatred towards the wolves for killing Laurent. After that, he knew he couldn’t persist anymore, so he went to the wolves for help. 

But, before they ended their conversation, mom and dad asked Tanya if I could stay with them until all this was over. There was a lingering fear that the army would eliminate them and everyone else around, and they didn’t want to lose me, even if that meant I would lose them. Tanya really wanted to have me around again but thought that it still wouldn’t be good for Irina, so she had to “sadly refuse”.

I wasn’t gonna lie, I missed Alaska. I spent almost 15 years of my life there, but I was actually so relieved that Tanya refused to take me in. Not knowing how everyone would be doing or what would be happening around here would be literal torture for me. At least now, I would be still around and I wouldn’t worry more than I already did.

As for the wolves, up until now, there were 8 of them on the Quileute reservation, including Leah and Seth Clearwater. They had joined Sam’s pack, along with my friends, and they all knew about my family, and probably me, as well, though I wasn’t 100% sure what exactly they knew or thought of me. 

It wouldn’t be fair if they judged me in comparison to my family, but I didn’t know the way they were thinking of me now. And I couldn’t and wouldn’t blame them; their lives turned upside down and they had every right to be angry with my family. After all, the vampires’ presence in the area was what caused their transformation in the first place, though we didn’t know that when we first came to town.

When my family and the wolves had the chance to train for the upcoming battle with the newborns, I had to beg my parents to let me watch. They thought that being too close to them when they were ready to fight and their minds would probably be hazy and battle-ready would put me in extreme danger, and they wouldn’t negotiate with me any further. 

I had to remind them that nobody would hurt me - not themselves, or the rest of my family, or even the wolves. Besides, Bella would be there too, so why couldn’t I? I would have at least two to protect me in case anything went wrong. That angered my mother even more; she wanted an excuse for me not to join, but now she lost that too. Eventually, she had to give up and let me join them. 

Both mom and dad were hesitant to allow me to meet up with everyone else at the training spot and made sure to nag me enough into giving up, but I wouldn’t let that go so easily. Besides, my parents always taught me to stay clear in my position and not let others boss me around. 

While the others would go there by feet, we had to take dad’s jeep because of me. Rosalie refused to have Emmett run with me on his back; she was afraid I’d catch a cold because of the wind or go into shock or something, and she wasn’t going to risk it.

Carlisle and Esme were the first ones to get there, and dad parked the car just as Alice and Jasper arrived at the spot. We only had to wait for Edward, Bella, and the wolves now. Emmett quickly came by my side, and lifted me in his arms, as he and Rose joined hands and walked towards the others.

“Dad, you know I’m old and big enough to walk on my own, right? This is quite embarrassing.” I whined and joked at the same time. I understood they were both to be protective of me, but this was too much.

“I’m just being careful, (Y/N). We don’t want to risk anything.” Dad did not look at me; he was only looking forward, waiting for the wolves to show up.

“You know that most of them are my friends, at least they used to be. And I’m almost 17. It’s just weird having my dad carry me around.” I admitted. 

I was saddened my supposed friends never hung out with me after I came back to Forks. Probably because they were already wolves by that time, and they wanted nothing to do with the vampires’ daughter. Four months after we came back, I was still waiting for them to ask me to hang out, as I didn’t want to be the one forcing a friendship on them.

“We don’t know their intentions with you. And they are wolves now. So we have to protect you even more than before. It’s better to keep a distance between us.”

We walked beside Esme and dad finally let me walk on my own, as I came to stand beside my grandma. It was weird to call Esme grandma, though she technically was my grandma. Mom came to stand beside me, and dad stood in front of us as if he was a shield, ready to cover and protect us. 

We still had to wait a few minutes for the others, so dad decided to challenge Jasper, who would be the one showing us - them - how to fight off newborns. Emmett was primarily relying on his exceptional strength, so he thought everything would be easy, too easy for him. Uncle Jasper showed him that was not the case when dad ended up getting tossed around at least 10 times. But his ego wouldn’t let him lose, so he would go “Again!” and “Again!” for about 10 more times.

Finally, Edward and Bella arrived at the clearing, and it was about 10 seconds later that the wolves showed up, as if they were waiting just for them to show up. Mom gently pushed her behind me, as if to cover me up from the wolves’ prying eyes, but I still turned my head around to get a better look at them. 

There were 8 massive wolves in front of us, varying only slightly in size. It was clear who the Alpha was, as Sam was both the oldest and the biggest wolf of all of them. Seeing my old friends in wolf forms was surreal and scary. I was used to seeing vampires because they looked somewhat human - they had a human form. But I had never seen humans being transformed into huge wolves.

“They don’t trust us enough to be in their human forms.” Edward explained to us.

“They came. That’s what matters.” Carlisle had always been understanding of others, but I was slightly in shock by the existence of wolves in front of me. It wasn’t like I was standing right in front of them on my own, but seeing how massive and strong they seemed made me a bit uncomfortable.

Mom must have sensed my fear and hesitation, as she took my hand in hers and caressed it. “Don’t worry, baby, you’re safe here.” She whispered soothingly, and that calmed my nerves just a bit.

“Thanks, mom.” I leaned on her shoulder, as she turned to plant a kiss on my forehead.

Carlisle started explaining how Jasper was experienced with the newborns, as all eyes now fell on my uncle. He added how newborns were way more powerful than regular vampires, because of their own blood still lingering in their tissues, before Jasper took over to make his points.

“Now, the two most important things to remember are, first, never let them get their arms around you. They’ll crush you instantly. And second, never go for the obvious kill. They’ll be expecting that, and you will lose.” His words made me shiver; I didn’t even want to think that anyone from my family, or the wolves, would get hurt or die at the hands of a newborn.

A wolf growled at Jasper, as he called upon my dad, who walked too confidently for his own good if we took into consideration what had been happening a few minutes ago. We turned around to look at my dad and uncle’s fight, and I felt someone’s eyes on my back but was too frozen in my place to turn around and see who it was.

Just as I said, dad was relying too much on his strength and speed, while Jasper relied on techniques, and he easily overpowered Emmett. Dad quickly stood up, finally feeling defeated, and walked beside me, holding my hand to comfort himself. 

Then, it was grandad and Edward. I thought a fight between them would be tricky since uncle Edward could have easily been reading Carlisle’s thoughts about his next moves. We were all watching their battle carefully, as they moved around too fast. And when we thought Edward won, Carlisle stood up and pinned him to the ground victoriously. I heard my parents snickering, and I laughed at that, as well.

Jasper called upon my mom next, and she let go of my hand as she walked toward him. I heard a growl behind me, and I felt the hairs on my back and my hands standing, but I never turned around. It was my dad the one who did, and I heard him growling back towards the wolves’ side.

Mom was too good, much better than dad. Instead of showing off her strength, she focused more on avoiding Jasper’s moves in a rhythmical dance. She was the first one Jasper called it even with. Just like my dad, she too came by my side to hold my hand.

Finally, it was Alice the one to beat Jasper, because he was being too cocky and thought he would seduce her to call it even, when in fact, she played him and beat him to it. It was hilarious and cute at the same time. Jasper continued training with Esme and Carlisle, then my mom and dad competed against each other. 

They were fun to watch: dad was trying not to attack mom too hard, and mom was trying to mess up with dad. I had a hard laugh watching them. But I heard another growl behind me, and this time, I turned to look at the one who seemed like they could not stop growling all this time. My eyes fell upon a wolf with dark silver fur and gray, almost silver, eyes. He was shorter than the Alpha but seemed to be the most muscular of all.

The wolf turned to look at me before instantly freezing in his place. They seemed scared, or taken aback - I couldn’t really tell what it was. I could only stand there and stare at them with curiosity and total oblivion as to what was happening to them, but, for some reason, I felt my hands trembling. They tried taking a few steps toward me, before I quietly gasped and my parents were by my side in a second, having abandoned their fight.

“What’s their problem?” My mom shouted towards the wolf, not really caring if anyone answered back. 

My dad, however, turned towards Edward. “Edward! What is going on?”

Edward was looking in between the three of us and the wolves, trying to decide whether to tell us what was going on or not. “Paul. I have to tell them. They need to know.” The wolf - Paul - growled at Edward, as he continued. “Paul just imprinted. On (Y/N).”

That was enough for my parents to lose their minds. My mom quickly grabbed me, not thinking that she could actually hurt me with her strength, and turned around to take me away from there, as my dad launched forward at an angry Paul who was now growling and trying to fight my dad off of him. 

I could only hear the loud growls from both sides as my family and the wolves started attacking each other, but I couldn’t do or say anything as my mom took me out of there, running through the woods with me in her arms.

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Paul’s POV

“They can’t do that! They have no right to take (Y/N) away from me! And so..violently! She’s my imprint!” I was growling as I was walking around Sam and Emily’s living room, still angry at the Cullens.

“And they are her family! They were afraid you were gonna launch at her! She’s only human and they were worried something could happen to her. Try to see their point of view.” Sam was trying to reason with him, but I didn’t care about any of that.

“I would have never dared lay a finger on her and you know that! You all know that!” I turned around to point at my packmates.

“Yeah, but her parents don’t know that. For all they know, we are supposed to be mortal enemies. Who were to say that we wouldn’t attack their daughter?” Embry responded.

“Because, one, she is human. Two, that mind-reading leech knew that I imprinted on her and that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her! They just don’t want a wolf to be associated with their daughter, ‘cause they hate us. That buff leech had it for me ever since the incident with the red-haired leech.”

“And you are not making it any better. I’m sure (Y/N) would not appreciate you calling her father and family leeches.” Quil spoke as a matter of factly.

“I… I wouldn’t want her to hate me for that.” I abruptly calmed down; the thought of her hating me was tearing me up.

“Paul, just give them some time to process everything. I’m sure her family will understand. Dr. and Mrs. Cullen will be the most understanding of all. I’m sure they will ease everyone’s nerves. And I think (Y/N) may be feeling the same about you.” Emily spoke softly, sitting on Sam’s lap.

I turned to look at her, frowning my eyebrows. “How do you know she feels the same?” 

“Because, one, the imprint is based on mutual feelings, most of the time. Fate does not pair people randomly; your imprint is what the universe and the ancestors think will be good for you. And two, I remember when you all said that when you used to hang out with (Y/N), you two were inseparable, like partners in crime. I’m sure that was no coincidence either. I think she must have liked you, too.”

I had to think a lot about that perspective. I had never realized that (Y/N) may have ever liked me. I must admit that hanging out with her used to be fun. She was alone and lonely when she found us, claiming her older siblings went to Forks High School, and she was still left in middle school.

Despite our apparent differences, she was really fun to have around, and when she was suddenly gone without any explanation, something inside me broke. I missed her presence around us, around me. 

And then, after a sudden outburst of anger over her leaving, I shifted for the first time, and it was my time to leave Embry, Jacob, and Quil behind, just as Jared did a week or two before me.

I thought about all the little moments I had with her. I had to find a way to get to (Y/N), talk to her, and explain everything. Unfortunately, as much as I tried to find or contact her, I could no longer find her around. She wouldn’t come down to the Second Beach, as she used to, or even to the reservation. 

There was only one person that could probably be able to communicate with her; one person that spent most of their time around or close to her. I reluctantly picked up my phone and called the number I found through Jacob. The phone beeped for a few seconds before they picked up.