Hello everyone! This is my only posted fanfic at the moment. I have posted before but it's been years and this idea came to me. So I decided to give it a try. Reviews are totally welcome—this is a brand new work in progress so comments and critiques are always welcome. I don't really know where this will go but I did flesh out backstories, timelines for events before when the story begins, and I have a general idea of where it could go. I also might not post too much, it'll honestly depend on if anyone really wants to read more and my creative flow (which is pretty strong right now actually).
Disclaimer that all of the Twilight universe characters belong to Stephanie Meyer, though Mina and her family are similarly structured to my own but not majorly based on my family. Also, heads up—the song is called This Kiss by Faith Hill.
I hope you enjoy!
~Saturday, May 2nd, 1998: Forks, Washington 8:45 PM
"Mina, honey, please be careful on your way home," my mother told me firmly. I sighed, twirling the phone cord around as I always liked to do, and smiled softly.
"Mom, it's barely gonna be 9. I'll be just fine," I laughed lightly. "I'm just calling to let you know I'm on my way. You know how it is—it's Saturday night. The perfect time to get last-minute books—and it was all the same regulars, too."
"I know, I know! Just hurry home; everyone else already ate but I saved you a plate of lasagna." I giggled softly, mainly because I could hear my twin whining about wanting the last bit of food.
"Thank, Mom! Keep it away from Milo for me, ok? I'll see ya soon—love ya!" I smiled, hanging up the phone before rushing to get my bag and keys to lock up.
I was heading out to the back of the store where I always park my baby, my 1993 Dodge Dakota. It was a Sweet 16 gift for me and Milo a few years ago and we named him Woody after we saw Toy Story in theaters.
Smiling as I turned the radio on, I began to jam out as my mom and I's favorite song came on. Halfway home and rockin' on to This Kiss, I almost missed the guy waving me down by his car. Once I parked a little ahead of him, I went over to see the problem.
"Sir, are you alright?" I asked.
"Thank you for stopping by. You wouldn't happen to drop me off at a gas station would you? I ran out on the way there," the guy frowned. He was tall, seemed almost my parents' age, but looked frazzled.
"Don't worry about it! It happens to the best of us," I smiled comfortingly.
As I headed to my car, I had no idea how wrong I was to turn my back to him.
A.N. This honestly reminds me of late nights watching Forensic Files. I hate putting my characters in situations like this but it had to be done. .
I know this isn't a lot to go by but this is the prologue. If you think you know where this is going or have any suggestions or comments please let me know. I'll try to update soon while the juices are still flowing!
Have a wonderful day!