Original Post Date: October 3, 2009
Okay! Were Gonna do this again!, and as many times as it takes to get this story completed! Thank You all who have supported "I Wanna..." when it was deleted and when it was up and running! I appreciate it so much ladies! (and fellas) I love you all! and Now i Present The re-incarnation of "I Wanna..."
I am Well Aware that this Story starts off Pretty Rough,I have a lot of grammar mistakes, & Errors during spelling. Its pretty Gruesome! But it almost turns out to be a very typical romance story, but I assure you, it is not. So check this story out and Enjoy it!
P.s. Grab some Popcorn or Some Soda & try and not see some of the mistakes I made in here. Lols! : )
Created By: The amazing Shana!!
I’d be lying if I said wasn’t afraid him. The way his black eyes glowed in the dark. In the distance I heard a wolf howl. My heart skipped a beat, relief washed through me he was going to save me. The cold wind kissed my face and my relief faded. No! He can’t save me. He’ll die if he tries to rescue me. Those eyes caught my attention again. They weren’t friendly. They screamed kill her kill her! Every fiber in my body SCREAMED me to run.
Chapter 1:Chapter 1:Funerals, and Grandma Louise
I stood there. I stood in this exact same spot for god knows how long. I didn’t want to move. I was afraid I’d miss everything. “Were so sorry” I heard a small voice say just above a whisper. The lady squeezed my hand gently and kissed me on the cheek. I looked into the light brown eyes of my father’s assistant. Karen that was her name. I attempted what I thought was a smile. “Ashes to ashes dust to dust!” I heard the Priest say. I stood there not paying attention to the people who were attending. I only had eyes for the shiny grey coffin that was now being lowered into the ground. My heart ached for the person who was inside it.
“Dad!” I whispered to myself. I gripped my grandmothers hand firmly. I took a step forward. I frowned at the darkness that was consuming the long rectangular box, they were lowering him to fast, I can’t see the flowers. I let go of grandma’s hand and walked to the end of the end of the green carpet. I smiled when the flowers were back into sight.
I heard the muffled cries of the women who were being consoled by their husbands. Constantly the men cleared their throat not wanting to shed any tears. I looked behind me and saw grandma pressing a small wrinkled hand to her cheek. I looked around me and noticed the sun for the first time. The sun was out and their were no clouds In the sky. Stupid Florida. It should have been a rainy day. That would match my mood. I noticed some people were standing, others were sitting. Children were sitting in their family members lap. It was a limited funeral service. Mainly close friends, family members were allowed. Everyone was wearing black, some wore dark shades, and freakishly large hats.
The squeaking of the wheels that lowered my fathers coffin screamed inside my head. I moved a little to loosen up my bones, I felt my loose black dress move with me. I winced at the pain that my high heel stilettos were causing me.
“Daddy!” I whispered to myself again, I felt the tears coming again, I brought my hand to my chest. I felt the red rose in my right hand. I looked down at it. I threw it inside the hole and watched as it hit the coffin with a soft thud.
“I’ll always love you dad.” I said this time out loud. Then that’s when the tears flowed down my cheeks.
2 months later…..
I stretched my legs as soon as I felt the pavement under my feet. I moved along with the crowd and walked a bit awkwardly with a little limp. Being on an airplane for more than 5 hours can do that to you. The sky was grey was and light rain drizzled from the sky. Grandma told me to bring an umbrella. I opened the umbrella and continued to walk the short distance to the inside of the airport.
The airport was a bit small, not many people were occupying it, like I would have thought. I shook my umbrella so some of the rain could fall off. I closed my umbrella and strolled over to get my luggage.
“Oh look at my baby!” I heard my grandma shriek when I got into hearing distance. I smiled and closed the distance between us.
“I missed you nana!” I said hugging her. I hadn’t seen her since my father’s…. I shook my head. You’re here for a fresh start Kayliee! I reminded myself.
“Let me get a good look at you.” She said backing up from me. I took in her small frame. She wore a grey knitted sweater and a long flower skirt. Her dark long hair was braided into two and they were sitting on her breast. Her Cherokee skin looked warm and soft. I smiled.
“There’s not much to see nana.” I said blushing a bit. Really their wasn’t. I thought my almond colored eyes were to wide. My eyelashes were short and thick. My skin was a deep brown. I was American- Cherokee. My hair had some volume to it. It stopped just a bit past my shoulders. I was 5’6 and wished I was 3 more inches taller. But I wasn’t too mad, at least I could get on rides at the fair. Two things I was proud of though. My body was shaped like an hourglass, I don’t like to brag, but I get a lot of compliments. And second my teeth! They were pretty much white and even, I sometimes gift self conscious about my two main teeth in front being big and square. I liked the dimple in my right cheek as well. But after that I wasn’t really much a babe magnet. Ha!
“There’s plenty to see Lena!” she said pinching my cheeks. Lena was a nickname she called me. When she was young her Grandmother would call her that as well. And so did her grandmother. And so on. “Your turning out very well!” she said clasping her hands together. I smiled again and tilted my head.
“Let’s go home.” she said taking one of the enormous light blue suitcases I was rolling behind me. Home. Its been a while since I could truly call my house at Florida. that Not after Dad- I shook my head again. “Lena come!” I heard my grandma’s small voice say. I quickly followed after her, making my way around the people who were to rude to say excuse me.
After nearly running over a couple that was too slow to move out the way., we were at grandma’s house. I loosened my grip on the car doors handle. My heart was pounding. “Nana! I thought old people drive slow!” I said trying to catch my breath.
She laughed a light laugh. “Not this old lady, I love the speed!” she said, her small hands gripping the steering wheel tighter. I exhaled through my mouth. “You should use the brakes more often!” I said opening the car door. She shook her head and laughed again. Really who grandma you knows drives like a bat outta hell? I walked around the blue Buick and stopped at the trunk. As I waited for grandma to get out the car, I turned my head in the direction of the house.
It was small, the color was the color of the bricks that formed the house. I noticed a small spruce tree on the side of a large window. Their was a small garden in front and on the side of the house. Very colorful. I thought. Grandma finally made her way to the car and pushed a button on the lock. I reached for the 2 suitcases and heaved them out of the car one by one. I cursed under my breath when the wheel stubbed my open toe slippers.
I noticed the sky getting darker as I made my way up the four steps to the front door. “Welcome home!” My grandma said cheerfully and spreading her arms wide once we were inside. The house was warm and toasty. I closed my eyes and inhaled the home. It smelled of pinecones, peppermint and a hint of honey. God! I loved that smell. I remember when I was little and I would come and visit grandma. I would unpack everything I had brought with me and try and get this exact same smell on my clothes. I wanted to have that smell everywhere I went.
“It feels like home.” I whispered low enough for me to hear. I opened my eyes and saw grandma staring at me. “Brings back memories?” she said with a smile. I nodded. The wooden grandfather clock that stood on my right ticked loudly. I felt the welcome mat under my feet. Just down the hall to the left was the kitchen, and after the kitchen was the large living room. But just a few feet from the front door on the right were the wooden stairs that led to the two bedroom and two baths.
“Thank You nana!” I said dropping my suitcase and hugging her. “I really needed this.” I said feeling the tears well up.
She hugged me and patted my back. “No worries Lena.” I could feel the smile on her brown cheeks.
“Now its almost 10 at night! On a Monday night. You have get some sleep.” I stepped back from her and tilted my head a little. And nodded.
“After all, you do have School tomorrow.” She said with a slight grin.
(A/N: Thank you a million times again ladies! i oh so appreciate you! Oh yeah i'm making a few changes in the story... so for my old readers you all know that we stopped on Chapter 21, and its only been two days since Kayliee and Embry met! so what im going to do is turn those two days into 3 weeks and so on. Please correct me if i do make any mistakes PLEASE! Again i LOVE YOU LADIES SO MUCH!)