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Twilight: The new friend.
Author: Beth Brownell
Rating: Adult+
Summary: A new woman moves in next to the Cullens, but she attracts the attention of Alice and becomes friends with them. But she has a secret that may hinder their friendship or maybe not.
Pairings: Those from the book but for Edward/Bella. Possible Emmett/OFC pairing. Possible Edward/OFC pairing.
Author’s Note: This story came from a dream that I had and it is not what you think it will be. I own any original characters not seen in the series.
Disclaimer: I do not, repeat, I do not own anything from the Twilight series like the characters or the plotlines, only this story is mine alone. I am not hired by anyone to write this story for monetary gains. This is fan fiction only. I will try not to hurt them.
Twilight: The new friend.
Chapter One.
“Will that be all, ma’am?” asked the man looking at the young woman who stood on the porch.
“Yes, it is. Thank you.” The woman stated.
“Okay, take care and be careful.” The man stated as he and his crew got into their truck and drove away.
The young woman with her dark red hair gazed at the road as the dust settled from the moving van driving away. She glanced up at the sky and smiled as she headed for the barn. She pulled open the door and looked within it before she strode into the walkway to look at the four stall barn.
The sound of a horn brought the young woman from the barn. She glanced up at the cloudy sky before she walked out of the barn towards the car. The woman within the car climbed out and smiled towards her. “Miss Sanders, I just came by to see how you are doing out there.”
“I’m doing fairly well. I’m busy getting the barn set up for my two horses to come in another few days.” Miss Sanders replied, as she pointed to the several gray panels by the barn itself.
“Do you need help with them?”
“Not really, I’m fairly strong as it is.”
“Well, the local feed store is only a few miles from here and they’re good.” The realtor stated.
“What’s their name? I might have them haul some sawdust bags out here.”
“Well, they probably don’t have much sawdust at this time but I’m sure they’ll order more for you.” The realtor replied. But she gave her the name and phone number. “I have to ask you about this again as I don’t really understand why you wanted this place.”
“I lived on a farm like this back in Missouri where the days were more sunny than this and I wanted to live away from my family and be independent.” She stated. “When you were eighteen, you were able to go off and live on your own, right?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“You were lucky. I didn’t till now, twenty years after you lived on your own, I’m finally free to live on my own and please call me Tamia, I hate being called Miss Sanders.” Tamia said, somewhat annoyed with her.
“Why didn’t you . . . leave before now?”
“Family objections to me being on my own.” Tamia replied.
“They probably think you will return home with your tail tucked between your legs right?”
“Most likely, but I’ll prove ‘them’ wrong. They don’t know that I already got myself a job here.” Tamia replied.
“With whom?”
“The chief of police Charlie Swan as the station’s dispatcher.” She smiled slightly. “They never knew I was talking with him during the daytime, going over what the job would be . . . stuff like that.”
“Well, good luck with that.” She stepped back towards her car when she stopped and looked back. “Have you met your neighbors’ yet?”
“I have neighbors?” Tamia asked shocked.
“Yes, the Cullens. Nice folks, recently moved in three years back. But very strange.” She replied. “Why?”
“Well . . . I’m not fond of having neighbors. They can be very troublesome to me.”
“Well, you don’t have to worry about them, they like to keep to themselves and if you turn to the back of your house and walk about six miles that way, you’ll reach their home within two hours.” She stated, as she pointed to the north.
“Well, as long as they keep to themselves, we’ll be peachy neighbors.” Tamia stated. ‘I don’t like company.’ She whispered to herself.
The woman smiled and headed back down the road leaving Tamia standing there before she headed for her truck and got her cell phone out and dialed a number. A minute later, she hung up the phone and started her truck up and drove down the road towards town.
A short, black haired girl appeared in the front of the barn and then vanished just as fast as she appeared.
* * *
Tamia knew from her information on the town, that Forks, Washington was a small town but the feed store for the animals around there was not that large. She swore under her breath as she looked at the small amount of sawdust sitting in the trailer that they had. “When will you have another load come in?”
“Well, it will be next month . . . maybe.” The guy replied.
“Great! This will not make two stalls full to my horses’ ankles for sure. I’ll just take to order myself my own trailer for the year to drop off a load when they pass through here. But I’ll take what’s left in the trailer right now.” Tamia snapped.
“But that’s only ten bags of sawdust!” he exclaimed shocked.
“You may not pamper your horses but I do . . . especially since they have traveled nearly half way around the country to get here. And I’ll take two bags of horse feed too.” Tamia snapped off. She was not pleased with how rude the guy was acting towards her.
The owner of the store stepped to his employee’s side. “Can I be of assistance?”
“Well, turns out that you don’t have much sawdust in the trailer and your employee here doesn’t seem to want to part with it.” Tamia replied.
“Well, the next shipment of sawdust is due next month.” He stated.
“By what your employee stated, that it would be next month . . . maybe. It was like he didn’t want to sell the sawdust to me.” Tamia replied.
“Where is your place?” The owner asked. Tamia told him. “That’s six miles south of the Cullen’s place.”
“So what’s so wrong out there?” Tamia asked.
“Weird things happen around that place. You do not want to live close to that house.” The owner replied. “You best move away from there.”
“I bought the house and property and there will be no one chasing me away.” Tamia replied. “Now, can I have the sawdust or will I be purchasing it on the Internet with another company?”
The owner glanced at the employee. “Put her order in her truck’s bed, Brad.” He turned to Tamia. “You better keep an eye on your horses. Danger lurks in those woods.”
“Nothing that I can’t handle with a rifle.” Tamia replied angrily. She handed her credit card over and watched as he swiped it and printed off a receipt for the purchase.
“Well, have a good day.” He said, as he hurried back to the office again.
“Indeed,” she whispered as she walked back to her truck. She helped the employee with putting the bags of sawdust on her truck and then the two bags of feed. With a thank you, she climbed into her truck and drove away. “That is the last time I’ll use them. I’ll go to the next town over to their feed store to get my stuff.”
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Meanwhile, the realtor woman walked into the diner and sat down at the bar. The waitress poured her a cup of coffee. “So have you sold that house and acreage yet, Mary?”
“Yes, I have and I warned the young lady who moved in there today about the weird things that happen around there.” Mary stated.
“Did she seem bothered by it?” the waitress asked.
“Seriously, it was like she didn’t even mind it. But one thing bothered her.” Mary replied, as she poured some cream into her coffee.
“What?”
“The fact that she has neighbors six miles away from her.”
“Wow, does she know who they are . . . did you tell her?”
“Yes, I told her who they were and she was like as long as they don’t bother her, she’ll be fine. She hates having neighbors.” Mary stated.
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Tamia drove to the police station and walked in. The police officer that was tending the front desk looked up from his log to smile at her. “Is the Captain in?”
“Yes and you are?” he asked.
“Tamia Sanders, the new dispatcher.” Tamia smiled, pulling out her ID to show the man.
He smiled. “Good, we could use an extra hand here especially when spring break hits, the kids go wild around here.” He stood up and started to leave his post. “I’ll go get the chief.”
“No need too. I saw her coming in. Tamia, a pleasure to meet you finally.” Charlie stated, as he walked over to her and shook her hand. He looked at her hand and then outside.
“Don’t worry, my fingers are naturally cold. I get a lot of weird looks after shaking someone’s hand.” Tamia replied. “I would have been in sooner but I needed to get some things from the feed store. I may have to use another feed store for my horses’ food and sawdust.”
“Why?” Charlie asked, as they walked to his office.
“They just seemed to be resistant in giving me any sawdust and when I asked when they were going to get more the employee stated next month.” Tamia replied. “Truthfully, speaking, it was like they didn’t like me the moment I walked into the store.”
“Well, you are new here, give it time for them to get used to you.” Charlie said, looking at her. “Are you okay? You look a little pale?”
Tamia turned from looking at the station to look at him. “I’m fine, just didn’t have anything to eat for a few hours. I’ll be fine after I get a bite to eat.”
Charlie looked at the clock. “Well, it is lunch time. Why don’t we go to the local diner and have lunch together? It is a way to let people know that a new person is in town, if the gossip mongers are not already on the phones about you.”
“Well, I guess I could go with you. I eat light, just so you know.” Tamia smiled at his offer.
Charlie smiled as he headed out of the station towards the local diner where they got seated at the bar. Charlie introduced her to the waitresses and to the locals who were already there. After they scanned the menu and ordered the soup and sandwich of the day. Charlie looked at her and smiled. It had been too long since he sat down with a woman beyond his daughter and had a meal. “So is your boyfriend going to move up here with you?” Tamia placed her cup of tea down and looked up at him a bit shocked by the question. He took notice of it. “Oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pried like that.”
“No, it’s okay. I knew it would be brought up sooner or later. But for your information, Charlie, I don’t do boyfriends. I’m single for now since I haven’t found any man who I feel would be good for me.” She replied.
“Ah, so you’re a loner for now.”
“Yes, till I find the one for me. It may take me years to find but I’m okay with it. It gives me time to concentrate more on my horses and my job then worrying about how my boyfriend will handle with my job and my horses.”
“So what breed are your horses?”
“They’re Paso Fino, a gaited breed.”
“Can you ride them?”
“Of course I can. I showed them professionally, till early this year when I got an injury that resulted in my retirement from the ring.”
“What happened, if I can ask?”
“At this time, I just don’t want to talk about it.” Tamia turned her eyes away.
Charlie nodded as he looked at her. “So when will they come here?”
“In another two days. I’m trying my best to get their stalls prepared as soon as possible since I left them at home to be shipped to me here.”
“So did your folks complain about you leaving?”
“Oh you should have heard my mother scream and yell about it. She tried to pull her ‘I’ll put your horses down if you dare go’ stunt. I told her that I would be arranging for transport to have them moved here and that shut her mouth fast. She doubts as does my older brother that I’ll be staying here for long.” Tamia replied, as the waitress placed down their order.
“Well, I’m glad you moved out here. Now, where is your new place at?”
“By the Cullens’, about six miles south of them. They’re my only neighbors around there.” Charlie’s face went a bit upset. Tamia noticed the look on his face. “Do you know them?”
“Well, yes, the Cullen’s son Edward dated my daughter but he broke up with her when he learned that she was seeing another behind his back. Sort of hurt his feelings.” Charlie replied.
“I hate to say this about someone I do not know . . . but what a bitch she is to cheat on a boy before she broke up before starting to date another guy.” Tamia replied. They never noticed the black haired woman walking past them slowed her pace down to listen in on their talk before walking away.
“Yeah, I told her that she needed to break up with him before dating the other guy. But she didn’t listen, she said that Edward would always stay by her side.” Charlie said. “When he found out, he told her in very short words not to visit, not to call and he walked out of the house never returning her calls she would make to his cell.”
“Does he have another girlfriend now?”
“Sadly, no. He has no interest in getting another at this time.” Tamia went silent as they finished their lunch, Charlie paid for both meals and headed out back to the station. “Well, I’ll see you on Tuesday morning around 7:30am, Tamia.”
“Okay, I’ll be there.” Tamia headed for her truck and drove home.
The next chapter is coming.
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