Still of the Night - Prologue

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Twilight and all its characters belong to the genius Stephanie Meyer as do Supernatural to Eric Kripke and McG.

In the still of the night
I held you, held you tight
'Cause I love, love you so
Promise I'll never let you go
In the still of the night
In the Still of the Night – Cole Porter

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Prologue

“Jake, just go,” I say rather abruptly. “You’ve been planning this trip with Quill and Embry for months now. We can talk about this when you get back, okay?”

I know that I haven’t chosen the right time to break the news to him, but he is going on a four day fishing trip with his pack of friends and I want to get this over with. There is no way on earth that I would be able to wait for him to come back before telling him. Knowing Jake, he would persuade me to change my mind if I give him the time to do so.

“But Bella…” I put my hands up in front of me, stopping him before he gets started again.

“See it this way; it will be easier on both of us to get this over with as soon as possible. You can go fishing with the guys and have some time to clear your head.” Jake doesn’t look convinced but I’m not going to give him a choice.

“I have to go. School starts in fifteen minutes.” I turn around and head for the door. I can feel him walking behind me and before I know it, he has his hands on my shoulders and he’s putting way too much force in turning me around. Suddenly he’s kissing me violently, his tongue trying to force its unwelcomed way into my mouth. Pinning me to the door, he grabs my hair and pulls way too hard.

I muster up as much force as I can and push him away. “No Jake!” I say as loud as I can. “This is not going to solve things. Go fish. Go drink. Go have some fun and when you get back we can talk about it again.” He takes a step back as if I’ve just slapped him hard across the face.

I can see he’s fuming. Standing in front of me, I can see him shake. “If that’s… how you feel… I suggest you get out of here... NOW... before I lose control.” He looks like he’s about to attack me.

I’ve never been afraid of him before, but like they say, there’s a first time for everything. I’ve seen Jake lose his temper before. Usually we’d be out shooting pool and some stranger would push Jake's buttons leading to a fist fight, but he’s never lost his cool with me before.  Standing there, watching him stare at me with cold, malice in his eyes, I am afraid. I’m afraid of what he will do, and I’m afraid of how he will react if I continue to stay there.  I can feel every nerve in my body standing to attention.

I turn on my heel and run out of the door, the cool Forks rain hitting me in the face like little razor blades. My heart is racing, my palms are sweating and I can barely catch my breath. I run to my old beat up Chevy truck, get in, and drive away as quickly as I can.

I can’t believe I actually did that.

Oh my God, I think, what have I done?