1 Prologue
She walks slowly into the deserted beach. The sea kisses her feet. The clouds are dark above, seems to reflect her feelings. She didn't know how she got here. All she knows is that she's sad and alone. She looked into the massive water and longed for summer. She would have worn bikini and enjoyed the sun. Maybe with a piña colada in hand, a book on the other. But she doesnt even remember what is it that made her sad.
Instead she is wearing this long white dress that clings to her legs as the wind blows. She feels its soft silky fabric and wondered why she is wearing this thin dress when the weather is this cold. Now what is she doing here, on an island it seems, on a day like this.
And then she saw him. Tall, fair and angelic. She isnt short herself but she would always look up to him. Dark hair, blue eyes that when she looks in them she would just get lost. He smiled at her and she forgot that she was ever lonely.
He slowly walks toward her and she filled her eyes of the beauty that is him. Suddenly the cloud seems not so dark, and the wind not so cold anymore. She watch his curvy hair blow, his skin fairer against the weather. He is wearing a white long sleeve cotton polo, leaving half the buttons undone. His denims distressed. God, he is hot. He reached for her and she is in his arms, the only heaven that she know. She could get lost on those glass like blue eyes forever.
But forever is a short time. She know that soon he will be gone, again. She feels like a mistress, though she isnt. Their meetings are always like this. And she doesnt know when they will see each other again. Though on all the saddest times in her life he is there. She cant remember a time he didnt came when a teardrop falls, when a soundless cry comes out her lips he will be there to kiss each fear away. Yes, he is her prince charming. Her knight in shine armor. She would be Bella, and him her vampire. Yes, its a fantasy. Its a dream. And her eyes flutter as she refuses to wake up.
Instead she is wearing this long white dress that clings to her legs as the wind blows. She feels its soft silky fabric and wondered why she is wearing this thin dress when the weather is this cold. Now what is she doing here, on an island it seems, on a day like this.
And then she saw him. Tall, fair and angelic. She isnt short herself but she would always look up to him. Dark hair, blue eyes that when she looks in them she would just get lost. He smiled at her and she forgot that she was ever lonely.
He slowly walks toward her and she filled her eyes of the beauty that is him. Suddenly the cloud seems not so dark, and the wind not so cold anymore. She watch his curvy hair blow, his skin fairer against the weather. He is wearing a white long sleeve cotton polo, leaving half the buttons undone. His denims distressed. God, he is hot. He reached for her and she is in his arms, the only heaven that she know. She could get lost on those glass like blue eyes forever.
But forever is a short time. She know that soon he will be gone, again. She feels like a mistress, though she isnt. Their meetings are always like this. And she doesnt know when they will see each other again. Though on all the saddest times in her life he is there. She cant remember a time he didnt came when a teardrop falls, when a soundless cry comes out her lips he will be there to kiss each fear away. Yes, he is her prince charming. Her knight in shine armor. She would be Bella, and him her vampire. Yes, its a fantasy. Its a dream. And her eyes flutter as she refuses to wake up.