The Dusk Calls for Me: Beginning of the Series.
Sanctuary With the Enthralling Moon: Story Two
Frozen Within the Night Wind: Story Three
December 2002, Phoenix, AZ
I was sick of this abrasive heat, amongst other things. I was tired of living in a place that never truly felt like home. To feel absolutely sick to my stomach whenever my house came into view. And, I couldn’t bear the thought of hearing my mother moan and complain about another thing I did. It was all so… smothering, almost too much to stand anymore.
It had honestly gotten to the point where I couldn’t even-
“Fleur!”
Stand to hear my name anymore.
The second I heard my mother’s voice, a deep pit formed in my stomach. The heft of which left me nearly frozen in my tracks, willing me with everything it could to keep me still.
“Fleur, I know you heard me! Get down here now.” My mom’s voice called out again, sounding stronger than before.
Begrudgingly, I got up from my bed, trudging out of my room and down the long set of carpet-covered steps. Once I reached the living room, I was met with my mother’s usual, cold stare.
What the hell had I done now?
“What’s going on?” I questioned surprisingly cool, though on the inside my heart was beating rapidly through my chest.
My mother chose not to say anything at first, instead opting to reach behind her, grabbing at an unfamiliar-looking bag. “You know.” She simply replied, her tone quiet but deadly.
“Not rea-” My sentence stopped in its tracks as my mother poured out the contents of the bag. Money fell out of it unceremoniously onto the table and floor.
How could she have found it?
“You wanna tell me how you got all this money?” Mom asked, eyeing me with great suspicion.
“You went through my room?” I replied, my voice trembling as I spoke.
“Don’t deflect things… where did you get all of this?” She asked again, tension seeping through her voice.
“Just… side jobs. Cutting grass, walking dogs, waitressing.” I finally answered, my eyes still locked onto the few bills that had slipped onto the floor.
Mom took in a deep breath, clearly (but poorly) trying to retain some level of calm within herself. “Now, you better be… truthful in your next answer. Because I’ve already been told what’s going on.” Mom explained, I could imagine the strained look on her face as she spoke. “Why are you saving all of this?”
I finally found the nerve to look up from the floor, my gaze met my mother’s cold stare. “I just… want to see my father.” I meekly answered, preparing myself for the inevitable, rage-filled blow that was bound to come my way.
Mom scoffed quietly, the grimace that she had turned into a forced smile. “You’re not going to.” She spoke definitely, chuckling lightly under her breath.
“Yes, I am… it is my money, I can do whatever I want with it."
Mom sucked in another breath, though this time around the calm she had made was crumbling before her. "You… always, have to be a troublemaker, don’t you?” She gritted out.
“Wanting to see my father doesn’t mean I’m a troublemaker, Mother,” I replied sardonically. “And I doubt, seriously doubt that if Bella were the one doing this, you’d be this angry about it.”
Mom couldn’t even think of a reply. She just glared at me, her eyes full of pent-up anger.
“Ain’t got much to say now do you?” I asked her, finding a bit of satisfaction in her silence.
“You know what? If you think things in Forks are… so much better than they are here.” Mom began, stalking me slowly. “Then I will give you the rest of the money for that damn plane ticket. But you ain’t getting one back down here.”
I should’ve been heartbroken at her words, distraught that she was so willing to just… leave me in a sense. But the only emotion that had consumed me was joy, pure joy.
Finally, I’d be able to see my father again.
“Fine,” I spoke up.
“Fine.” Mom repeated. “Just… go.” She added, turning away from me instantaneously.
I listened to her without hesitation, collecting the money Mom had dropped. As I turned the corner to go up the steps my sister, Bella, caught my eye. Of course, she was listening in on us, Bella would never miss an opportunity to hear me get chewed out.
I stared at her briefly before shaking my head at the ludicrousy of her behavior. “You got what you wanted sis,” I spoke up plainly.
“I’m finally out of here.”
January 2003, Forks, WA
The airport was bustling with people, making it hard to find where my father could possibly be. No matter where looked or turned, I was met with the faces of strangers… damn tall strangers.
I guess being 5'9 ain’t as tall as I thought…
I moved as quickly as I could through the crowd, partially due to the fact that a lot of them were pretty disgruntled. The last thing I wanted to do was get in the crossfire of some of their foul moods.
“Fleur?" A voice called out, not too far from me. As if the crowd of moody people began to clear like clouds. My dad finally came into view, looking at me with a bittersweet smile. I was quick to make my way over to him, completely overjoyed at the sight of my father.
"Hi, Dad.” I greeted him, taking in a stuttering breath as I hugged him. “I missed you… so much."
I could feel my dad’s body shake slightly, a slight sniffle following soon afterward. "I missed you too petal.” He admitted gruffly, quickly wiping his face one we had pulled away from on another. “Let’s get outta here.” He added, swiftly taking one of the bags I had brought with me.
I of course, eagerly followed him out.
Though I had to admit, the strong, cold wind did make me falter slightly. Being in Arizona for so long definitely… lessened the resistance I had to Fork’s usual bone-chilling weather. And well, I guess it didn’t help that mom had refused to at least buy me some clothes that weren’t tank tops and shorts. But, thankfully, my dad was wise enough to leave the heat on in the car, so I was able to dethaw pretty quickly.
“So, how have you been?” Dad asked, breaking the brief silence the car had been filled with.
“A lot better than I’ve been in a while,” I replied, smiling fondly at all of the familiar sites I had grown up with.
It was as if this place had been preserved in a time capsule, waiting for me to return back to it again. The old ice cream shop, the reservation, and the beach where I spent all my time at. The sight of it all hit me with waves of nostalgia.
“And… your mom?” Dad said, clearly reluctantly by the sound of his voice.
“Well, you know how she is…” I muttered, turning toward him. “She’s pretty much still acting the same,” I added a bit more bitterly than I would’ve liked.
Dad seem to notice the disdain I spoke with too, his eyes carefully flickering over at me curiously. “There’s something else you’re not telling me, huh?” He questioned.
“Is it that obvious?” I spoke with a forced chuckle.
“You read like a book, Fleur.”
“You got me there.” I sighed. “Well, all I’ll say is that Bella’s kinda starting to pick up on our mother’s lovely… traits.”
Dad shook his head, clearly disappointed at the news I had announced. “That’s a shame.” He grumbled.
“Yeah, it is.”
Another bout of silence came through after that. The only thing that could be faintly heard was the sound of the other cars rushing by us.
“You know,” Dad began, out of the corner of my eye, I could see him begin to smirk. “I heard you just got your license.”
“Yeah, I did…” I replied, curious as to what my father was hinting at.
“Well, I thought, as a little homecoming present to you. I got you a car-”
“What?” I questioned him incredulously, sitting up from my seat. “Are you serious?”
“Now, don’t get too excited,” Dad said quickly, as to try and curb my enthusiasm. “It’s a pretty old car.”
I scoffed at him before letting out a chuckle. “Dad, a car is a car. You did not have to do that. What kind is it?”
“It’s an old Mustang, a Fastback.” He answered. “It’s in the shop right now getting some last-minute repairs in. So, for now, I’ll have to drive you to school.”
“That is perfectly fine,” I replied, leaning back into my seat again. “I have absolutely nothing to complain about.”
“Glad to hear it, Petal…”
As we pulled into the driveway of our small but beautiful home. The nostalgia fully set in. The colors were exactly the same, and the grass, of course, was just as muddy and dead as before.
“Just as you remember it?” Dad asked as we walked into my childhood home.
I nodded in reply, finding it hard to say much.
“I cleared off a couple of shelves in the bathroom for ya. And, your room was pretty dusty so I cleaned it up for you.” Dad explained as he placed my bags onto my bed.
“Thank you… it looks great.” I muttered as I looked at my pretty much bare room.
“Well, I let you get settled in…” He said, and though he tried not to sound awkward, his delivery still came across as such. After giving me a light pat on the back he left, quietly closing my door behind him.
Finally, I’m back home…
Fleur Swan was perfectly content with the aspects of her life. Her home, her friends, and her loved ones… all of it was perfect in her eyes. But, Fleur learned very quickly that perfection wasn’t something that was going to last forever. So when she heard that her twin sister, Bella whom she has a very strained relationship with was moving back to Forks. The news was anything but surprising to her.
But, she never, ever could’ve predicted the loop her sister’s arrival was going to put her in…
Hi everyone! It’s been a while… like, a really long time.
I was just coming on here to post that I am back. I have plans to rewrite my Jasper series! Now, I will not be deleting my original stories. But, I had so many ideas that got put on the back burner for the originals that, at the time, I just couldn’t think of how to add them in. But, now I do.
So, starting this month (and the continuing months) I will be releasing the rewrites of my series. I hope you all enjoy them as much as you did the originals. But, if not, I’m glad you gave them a chance anyway! I missed writing a lot and I am extremely excited to get back into this series.
See you all (hopefully lol) soon!
aquanova99 asked:
Writing this because I know for a fact she gotten asks about stuff in her askbox
DO NOT ASK ABOUT TWILIGHT. DONT ASK IF ITS IN QUEUE
She can’t check the queue and IF she does it will mess everything up so leave her alone
Thank you.
like-rain-or-confetti answered:
Hey everyone!
So this might be repeating information for some but I think there is also some confusion. I’m going to try and clarify myself as I’m getting a lot of asks on a regular basis about what is happening with requests and whether I’m back or not.
I hope this clears something up because poor unfortunate souls like @aquanova99 @volturiwolf @raindancer2004 and @alecvolturiswifeforever have to deal with a very stressed Vanity and very stressed Vanity is annoying af.
PROUD OF YOU FOR MAINTAINING YOUR BOUNDARIES
We all are going to miss her twilight content let’s not stress her out by consistently asking what she has left to be posted 🤍
“She doesn’t want to hear that she is flawless. She wants to hear that she is loved regardless of her flaws.”
— charmingwinds
Some positivity for the lovely ladies of Tumblr: @alecvolturiswifeforever , @rebelienne , @aquanova99 , @wallwriterstuff , @like-rain-or-confetti , @avyannadawn , @volturiwolf , @venusdelaroix , and anyone else who needed a little positivity today!
@xjimneycricketx you deserve this too! To anyone else who needs to hear this 💛
@artaxerxesthegreat @xcastawayherosx @danverswitch @headinthestaticsky @shierastaroftheseas @fatiguing-thoughts
Okay so I was playing some games and decided to listen to some music. So I put on this R&B playlist and this song by Sonder Featuring Jorja Smith came on… and it is amazing! Check it out!
tagged by : @jeonsweetheart thank you so much babe !! 💕
tagging : @jtrbluv @fullsunfluff @ggukkieland @neo-shitty @kyungseokie @yerion @asteriaguk @ughcore obviously only if you guys wanna!!
rules : take this quiz to find out which y/n stereotype you are!
Thank you for the tag @biancablack2474 🖤
I removed earlier reblogs because post got a bit long.
I got (and I like it):
No pressure tags: @velvetcloxds @ladyvesuvia @leydileyla @magicchai +anyone who wants to!
omg thank u sm for the tag my love ily
EW WHAT AHAHAIAJAHAHHAA brb singing fight song at the top of the school rooftop while moving everybody’s hearts 💀
no pressure tags: @maggiebuchanan @holden-caulfield @mendesxruel @shadesofvelma @scvrllet @dr4cking + anyone else who wants to try :>
ty for the tag babe ily
tagging @quindolyn @bellatrixscurls @crystal-dee & whoever wants a go at this<3
hard to get
emotionless, cold, but everyone loves you
what..okay. @lonely-dead-poets @wolfstar-lb @macie1234 @like-rain-or-confetti and anyone who wants to
I was going to make a joke about expecting to see fanfics about me but then I really thought about how bizarre it would be to see any fanfics about or including me 😂
So I’ll quote Alison Dilaurentis…
“You better spell my name right.”
If you want to do it, feel free! Consider that my tag!
@alecvolturi @raindancer2004 @alecvolturiswifeforever @volturidoll13 @virginityvirtueandvampires @volturiwolf @avyannadawn @xjimneycricketx
I just KNOW I’m missing people and that BUGS MEEEE
Thanks for the tag @like-rain-or-confetti
I’m crying 🤣🤣🤣 I can’t…
What is it me in school though? Minus the part where someone likes me 🙂🙃
@aquanova99 @altera–pars @firstbeachgoblin @volturi-stuff @foreveror-never @venusdelaroix @singerj2002 @ghostofscarley @wallwriterstuff @eunoia-kth @eugeniapet @develin13 @beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
Uhmmmmmmm okay???
Lmao for sure tagging @artaxerxesthegreat @minghao3o @xcastawayherosx @shierastaroftheseas @headinthestaticsky and anyone else who would like to because this quiz is a ride
What a ride for sure lol
take this quiz it is great
Edit: I don’t read things sometimes lol I will now tag people @izuku-midoryias-blog @believinghurts @stinkii-boii
aquanova99 asked:
*boops your nose* Send this to ten blogs that you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose! ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*♡
Aww thanks so much… really needed this after being sick for 2 weeks
I hope you guys all have a fantastic day whether you celebrate Christmas or not! I plan on taking a quick writing break for the next 2 weeks since Christmas and New Years is coming up. I will have some new things coming out so stay tuned…
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what if twilight didn’t suck. wouldn’t that be a nice world
WHOA there stephie. watch your language!
