[Twilight] Bright sunshine

The nightmare came so unexpectedly, there was the sound of the sea tide in the deep darkness.I found myself standing in the ocean, the water had eaten up my thighs and worked its way up to my waist.

I felt terrified and uneasy, clutching the clothes on my chest, not knowing where I was.

The pitch-black water was icy cold, constantly surging and bubbling.I couldn't see the land, and I turned around to escape from a stormy wave that was rushing towards me.

The heavy sea water almost smashed my internal organs, I struggled in the suffocating sea water, and the blisters soaked into my nose and mouth.I stretched out my hand, but I couldn't remember where my swimming skills went, and I didn't even know how to pose for the correct dog crawling swimming style.

I desperately stretched out my hand towards the bright place, finally emerged from the water, and coughed with difficulty.

I don't know when the moon hangs over my head, a huge full moon, at the most turbulent end of the sea.I saw the craters on the moon and thought for a moment that the moon had finally fallen and hit the ocean.

There is dead silence all around, and the ghost prison is silent.

A black figure ran out from the heavy silhouette of the moon, stepped across the sea, and I finally saw clearly that it was some kind of animal with its limbs on the ground.

The wolf howled suddenly, and the black figure kept running towards me like crazy, its howling could almost be called shrill.It climbed above my head, its scarlet eyes were full of hatred, and I saw myself in its eyes.

"Claire, it's okay."

A man's voice rang in my ears, erratic and silky, he was behind me, soaking in the same dark sea water as me.

A pale hand was placed on my shoulder, with a temperature that was colder than sea water. When I wanted to turn around, the huge wolf had already pounced...

My eyes widened in shock, my hands still clenched into fists, and I saw the ceiling of my room.Next to my ears is the melody of the songs on the stereo, my hundred English classics.

Sitting up from the floor, I rolled out of bed onto the carpet again.The quilt rolled around me in a mess and I dragged it onto the bed.The hair is still tangled and falls over my shoulders.I cut my hair, but the barber actually only trimmed the unhealthy ends of my hair. He still thought I would look better with long hair.

So every time I woke up, my waist-length hair would be messed up. I brushed my bangs carelessly, and drooped my head tiredly to go to the bathroom to wash.

Under the worn-out T-shirt was a necklace that was warmed by my body temperature, and I never took it off.I was going to force this kaius into my stuff and put it in a drawer to gather dust.

But Carlisle told me I'd better wear it, because the necklace is the Volturi sigil.It is the most powerful representative item in their world. Wearing this thing can drive away vampires.

If you accidentally meet a vampire who wants to hunt one day, as long as you take out this thing, generally as long as you don't have a brain pump, you won't dare to mess with the Volturi.So they will let me go, and my safety will be greatly guaranteed.

I squeezed out the toothpaste lazily, looked at my pale face in the mirror, and was not in a good mood at all.Putting the toothbrush in my mouth, the cool mint flavor didn't lift my spirits either.

Maybe it was frightened by the nightmare. I dreamed about vampires and wolves again.I think it's the sequelae of what I said yesterday during the baseball game with Edward and the others.

It is a legend about the native Indians, the Quilut people on the Pacific coast, who are said to be descendants of wolves.Because I'm going to La Push today to visit the Black family, which aroused the heated discussion on this topic in the Cullen family.

They didn't feel that it was inappropriate for me to know so much. It is said that the neighbors who live next door to us are a group of werewolf genetic mutants.

Fortunately, there are conditions for werewolf transformation. According to Edward, there is no werewolf transformation in the reservation.

Now I silently remembered that I read Twilight's book before, and it seemed that there were werewolves.

Although I forget the names of those werewolves.

Carlisle said that they had a contract with the Quilut people, and they could not enter the La Push reservation. They used Highway [-] as the dividing line of the public main road, and they confronted each other and kept secrets from each other.

I asked them strangely, didn't they want to keep it secret and told me that they would not break the contract?Then Rosalie walked over with a cold face, pointed at me with a baseball bat and said angrily: "Your current watcher, or guardian, is Carlisle. So seriously, you are already a member of the Cullen family." , telling you these are not against the non-disclosure agreement, idiot."

The batter in her hand is made of solid iron, and it can bruise her face if she pokes it.I carefully avoided it, and then I remembered that I had become a member of the legal Karen. Didn’t all the rumors in the school magazine become facts?

Vampires, werewolves, and ignorant humans.

It's really complicated, and as a human being, it's normal to turn a blind eye to these things.

I went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and opened a bottle of milk for myself. I couldn't find anything to eat, so I dug out another apple I bought last week.

After eating, I finally pulled myself together, picked up the car keys and walked out the kitchen door.Taking a deep breath, the morning air of Fox follows the greenery into my lungs, and the hazy sky looks like a heavy snow is brewing.

I wrapped the scarf around again, trying to keep out the cold air.Went into the garage, found my old Ford, opened the door and got in.Now I finally don’t have to worry about being fined on the road. I took the driver’s license test early last year, and got my driver’s license very smoothly without any twists and turns. This thing can also serve as my ID card in the future.

I took the car up Highway [-] and headed for La Push Road, Charlie and Billy have been having a rough time lately.Well, although it's not the right way to describe them, these two old friends are indeed in a cold war.

Charlie was so angry that he smashed a beef can, and I was relieved that he was so alive.

Because of the Cullens, Billy wanted Charlie to stay away from the Cullens.But Carlisle's affinity captured Charlie, who felt that Billy was too harsh on outsiders.

So, I feel guilty.Especially when Billy came out in his wheelchair to answer the door, staring at me blankly.

"Billy, is Jacob home?" I pulled the scarf down and asked standing in the doorway.

Today I came to see the car, Bella's car.

For Bella's return to Fox, I experienced all kinds of tangles, all kinds of tossing and turning, and every time I saw the Edwards, this depression was even worse.

In the end, I might have thought about helping Bella stay in Arizona because I felt threatened by the Volturi presence.Although it has been a year since my incident, it is a heavy burden for me.I often have dreams about them, more Caius dreams.I forget what he looks like, but I can't deny that his presence has oppressed my life.

I admit, I can't forget him, everything he's done.Whether it's my own brutality or... the heroic deeds that have protected me.

Bella was coming back anyway, and when Renee fell in love with some obscure baseball player, she finally felt like a drag on her own mother's new life.She talked it over with Charlie first, and then she told me about her decision to live in Forks until college.The last year and a half of high school is a time that can be frightening.

The night I got the news, I squatted on the bed in my room and thought about it for a long time.Because I still have the memory of Edward and Bella being in love in my brain, those movies and books have become a living pressure of life.

Until then, I'd be more than happy if I didn't know the Volturi laws.But the biggest problem is that she will definitely meet Edward, and she will definitely find that the Karen family is different.

Many people in the school thought the Karen family was strange, but they had no way to understand them deeply, so it was just strange.

What if Bella knew the identity of the Karen family, encountered such a tragic thing like me, and was dragged away by the vampire police to dry her.

My hair was almost pulled out by myself, and I found that there was nothing I could do to stop Bella from coming back.For no reason, I can't say that it's dangerous for you to fall in love with a vampire, so stay with your new mother.If it's useful to hurt her with an excuse like this, I can be the villain.The problem is that it doesn't work at all, because Bella has a very stubborn personality, and no one can change the things she decides.

It's a sad question, especially when Charlie is grinning from ear to ear, talking about tidying up Bella's room and buying furniture.

The result is that my emotions and rationality have been entangled into braids, and I have become horny.Intellectually, I think it's best for Bella not to get involved in the non-human world, and emotionally, I'm afraid that if I'm too absolute, I'll be struck by lightning if I stop other people's love.

Billy didn't like me at first, and planned to let me stand for a while, but he didn't expect me to stand there for a long time with a dull face.Finally, the wrinkles on his dark brown face were deeply pinched.

"He's in there." Billy felt that if he didn't answer, we'd be standing outside the door until late at night.

I put aside Bella's business first, went into Billy's house, and helped him push the wheelchair.He was still looking at me very depressed, and our faces were equally clouded.

Jacob had just come out of his room and saw me and then his father.His face was brown with baby fat, and he couldn't help laughing and said, "Wow, those who didn't know thought you were father and daughter. Welcome, Claire."

"Well, hello." I nodded to him and let go of the wheelchair.

I'm actually not familiar with Jacob. I heard from Charlie that he played with Bella when he was a child. As for how young he was, Charlie was vague.

I know him because of Billy, who used to drive his father to find Charlie.

Same driverless ride as me, but he doesn't like me because I look so creepy, that's what Charlie told me.

"Come and see the car? I promise it's a nice car, Bella'll love it." Jacob liked Bella, and he could tell by the way he shyly said the name every time.

It may be the friendship of childhood sweethearts, I don't think for sure, when he played with Bella, he should be very young and don't know how to remember it.

I walked out with him, and Billy asked me out of the blue, "You know the Cullens?"

I don't know why he thought of this kind of question, looking back at him, I still feel uneasy in front of this elder who is paralyzed by the disease.Many of his styles do not belong to modern Americans. To some extent, he feels closer to the Cullen family, full of alternative fantasy.

He knew the identity of the Karen family, and I was really sure at this time.

"They are my classmates." I replied conservatively. Basically, all the students in Fox High School are classmates of Karen's children.

"You shouldn't get too close to them." Billy turned the wheelchair himself, dropped the advice and left us.

Embarrassed by his father's sudden faux pas, Jacob didn't know how to deal with it, his dark brown eyes were still childish. "He's not always like this, I'm sorry, Claire. I don't know why he feels repulsed by the Cullens, he's never been so rude to businessmen who come into La Push to set up shop."

"It's okay, Jacob, he meant well." My mind was drifting away. Billy knew who the Cullens really were, but the Volturi didn't, so he was fine.And the whole La Push, including the Quirut group, should know more than one.As long as no one reported it, even a human being who knew the identity of a vampire would not necessarily die.

This fact can comfort me, at least Bella's life safety can be guaranteed at the most basic level, under the condition that everyone keeps it secret.

I saw the Chevrolet pickup that Billy was going to sell in Jacob's cluttered, dark garage, and I thought it had just been hauled from the junkyard.

"It's a car with a lot of personality, don't you think?" Jacob is confident in the car from the 50s. He wears a jacket with long hair and western cowboy shoes on his feet. He leaned against the head of the sedan, which made him look like a good car show model.

You are so strong at the age of 15, and you also have a lot of personality.I really want to change my words and say that I have to go back and think about it, because I doubt that this car can drive a mile?

"It looks good." Whether it's the peeling red exterior paint or the rusty doors.

"I just changed the engine. It is very young now. You must not suffer a loss if you buy it."

If you give it away for free, you really don't suffer.

"I'll help you drive the car there on the day Bella comes."

I haven't said buy yet...Looking at Jacob's smiling face, I finally said, "Okay, can you paint the car again?"

If Bella doesn't like the car, she can still go to school in my car.When I have time, I will go to the second-hand car market to buy another one. I don't want to make the relationship between Billy and Charlie worse by refusing.

"Of course, I can also draw some patterns on it." Jacob opened the door forcefully, and he checked the seats and the dashboard.

"Bella probably wouldn't want to see La Push's trendy slogan painted on her car." He quickly rejected his suggestion, not to make the car look more unique.

Jacob and I spent the morning talking about the car, which wasn't really much of a discussion because we were both painting pickups.

Hope Bella likes it, I scrapped a coat for the car.

Jacob wanted me to stay for lunch, but I said no on the pretext of a trip to Seattle.Bella is coming back, I have to prepare a lot of things.I purchased a desk through Staples, and then I ordered a new twin bed online.Now I have to go out to buy some daily necessities and bedding by myself.

On the day Bella was coming back, it started to rain lightly in Forks, which then turned into light snow.

The dark green of the Fox Forest looked too cold, and I wore wellies, two pairs of socks, three sweaters, and a heavy knee-length coat.I really can't imagine that I can wear a thin material jacket like some of my classmates at school, and when I put on the hood, I can dance around like a raincoat.

And in winter, I'm particularly prone to colds, rubbing my nose unnaturally, and coughing.Charlie was driving the patrol car and said to me in the passenger seat, "You should stay home and rest, Claire."

"It's okay, Charlie, I'll go with you, it will make Bella feel better about leaving home." I coughed and took out a tissue to cover my mouth, so as not to infect Charlie.

"Have you taken your medicine?" Charlie saw pedestrians parked far away and waited, and he looked at me suspiciously.

"Take it, but you can't expect the medicine to take effect so quickly." I replied dizzily, with my cuffs rolled up, and even the gloves couldn't make the numbness of my fingertips feel better.

"Looking at you like this makes me sad." Charlie speeded up the car. It will take an hour to reach Port Angel here. He hopes to pick up Bella quickly and let me go back to rest.

By the time we arrived at Port Angel Airport, the snow had turned to rain again and the remaining snow was melting on the ground.

I packed a winter jacket for Bella because she might not have time to shop for clothes.The weather and temperature in Forks and Phoenix were so different that she wouldn't necessarily recall the difference.

Charlie went into the airport by himself to wait for Bella, and I sat in the car, watching the rain trickle through the windows, the overcast weather being inevitable here.

I held back my cough, leaned on my seat and closed my eyes, wanting to sleep for a while.The stuffy nose made it difficult for me to breathe, and I vaguely felt that someone was watching me. This year, I occasionally had this illusion of being peeped by someone. Many times I woke up in the middle of the night or paid attention to the side of the road during the day, but nothing came of it.

I feel more like I have a nervous breakdown, because I know that this world is not ordinary, so I am often in a state of anxiety.

There seemed to be the noise of a vehicle stopping outside the car, and I was awakened with some difficulty breathing.Check the time, Bella should be here soon.I got out of the car with my umbrella and saw the car parked next to me conspicuously.

A red Ferrari that looks so new it just came out of the auto shop?

There are so many rich people these days, I thought jokingly.When passing by the car, I don't know why my back obviously felt cold, and I couldn't help myself and stopped.This feeling is really bad, I continue to take a deep breath, is it really neurasthenia?

I moved my steps heavily, and the farther I got away from the car, the more I felt relaxed. My brain was a little bit stuck, and I walked towards the airport with my head down.

The door of the car behind me opened, and I clearly heard the sound of the door closing, but there was no sound of footsteps, but there was rain splashing on the umbrella surface, knocking and shattering,

My body trembled again, I grabbed the umbrella handle tightly, it wasn't Karen, they no longer made me feel fear reflexively, the coldness of venomous snakes winding up.Speeding up my pace, my boots stepped through the stagnant water, I frowned tightly and dared not look back.

I have to act normal, no matter what the wraith behind me is, I can't mess myself up.

The necklace on his chest feels hot for some reason.

In the end, I almost rushed, unable to stop the momentum of my body, and collided with a person walking out of the airport gate.A hand grabs my shoulder very hard, stopping my suicide attack.

His suitcase was thrown on the ground, and I was so depressed that I thought of looking up.The first thing that catches the eye is the other party's sunglasses, which is a very young man, or even younger.In school, I saw a lot of precocious and mature students, but in fact they were young and young. I unconsciously lowered my age prediction for the appearance of the people here.

He pursed his lips, his thin red was a bit mean.The short golden hair only reaches below the ear, and a delicate earring is exposed.The hand holding my arm was wearing a red leather glove, and it was slightly bent unnaturally.

I moved my arm, but he still held on to it, gave him a strange look, and before he said anything, he let go of his hand and took a step back.

"Sorry, sir." I showed a smile that I hoped to defuse, and then squatted down to pick up his suitcase... I paused for two seconds, secretly used my two hands, and I dragged...not moving.

Standing in front of me, he raised his chin slightly, revealing his abnormally white chin. This action made him look particularly aloof.I don't know why I have the illusion that he is staring at me intently through the lens.

Do I look funny?

Then he easily bent over and lifted his salute, and I realized that the feeling of erect hair behind me disappeared for a long time.Standing up and looking behind me, the red Ferrari was still there, but no one was behind me.

He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and walked directly to the Ferrari against the rain. I watched his straight back nervously.Do you want to remind him that there may be danger, but what if it is my mistake?

He seemed to notice my tangled gaze, and suddenly turned his head, the sunglasses slipped to the center of the bridge of his nose, revealing his dark eyes.The rain soaked his short hair, and his cold golden hair was brilliant.Then he raised the corners of his mouth and gave me a beautiful smile.

I can't imagine how a man can smile with such charm, even Edward's smile is not similarly delicate.

The Ferrari's doors opened, and out came a man in a black suit who looked like a bodyguard protecting the president from a Hollywood blockbuster.Not some inexplicable creature, not a vampire, not superhuman.

It was a human like a bodyguard. He opened a black umbrella and wanted to meet the man who was hit by me.

I looked at him, and through the rain, the carbon dioxide condensed into mist blurred the picture between my breaths.Suddenly I had a sense of familiarity. He had already turned around, stretched out his hand and pushed the person who came to meet him, with a look of disgust, and then went straight into the car.The sports car drove out quickly, turning into a bright red phantom in the heavy rain.

I was still standing there with the umbrella on my shoulder, staring blankly at the place where the car disappeared.I was a little strange about my own reaction. I always felt that something was wrong, but I had no idea.

After thinking for a long time, I finally summed up my feelings. "Rich people." There are sports cars and bodyguards. Could it be that some celebrity came to the location?

Charlie called me behind me, and I turned to see them.Smiling and shouting: "Charlie, Bella."

The weather is still cloudy and rainy.