Hello All! This is my first attempt at a story. I have somethings to work out but I will try to update as much as possible. I have some ideas for the next chapter. Okay, more like I know what will happen. Tell me what you think of my writing in a review. Ta!
The simply mortal reason

Disclaimer: I do not under any circumstanes own twilight or any of its characters.

Chapter One- Monster

A dim light was dripping into my room and on to my face from my window. I tried to roll over so the light couldn't touch my face, only to be met with the edge of the bed. I caught myself before I could fall, that was new. Maybe living with my father in the rainiest place I have ever known was better for me. I rolled over again to the other side still trying to avoid the light, and this time I found myself on the floor as I heard a light thud from my fall. I take my previous thought back I was still as clumsy as ever. I started to stand, when a yawn escaped from my mouth as I looked at the clock on my bedside table. Six-fifteen, it read. Now was a good time as any to get up I thought to myself. I walked with heavy feet half-asleep towards my closet. I've never been a big fan of shopping so deciding what to wear for my first day at Forks High School was an easy task. A simple t-shirt and jeans would do.

I wasn't particularly happy starting at a new school. The school population was incredibly small. At schools like this the new girl-me- was always the center of attention. Someone that was as clumsy as me and with a secret to hide should never be new students or the center of attention. I hated being what everyone wanted to see, touch, or talk to. It always made me feel like I was being looked at under a microscope or experimented on like I was some new species of animal, instead of a human.

I had almost always kept to myself. That all changed when I met them. They changed my entire life that was one of the reasons I chose to move here to Forks with Charlie, my father. They had showed me a different way to live, that's when the struggle began. It wasn't bad at first; I only it did it for recreation, out of boredom, but it slowly worsen. Still I am battling this monster that had grown inside of my body. As hard as I could try to stay away it took over wanting me to fill its need. Yes, I was well aware that what I was doing was deadly to me and it would cause more damage to those around me that loved me. That's why I didn't want Renee to get closer. She had Phil now she should get closer to him.

Charlie was easy to live with. He still hasn't suspected a thing was wrong with me. How the monster in me was just waiting until I was weak to break loose and get my body what it supposedly needed- if he only knew what I did. As chief of police and as my father he would be disappointed in me maybe even send me off to jail. He would most likely blame Renee for what I did as well. What I did, I knew it was illegal that was what the rational side of me said the more me side. The monster stated otherwise. He said 'you need this you stupid girl. Your body needs this to survive. You created me. You feed me with this. Now I'm apart of you. You need to feed me. HA! You created me. But you can't destroy me. If you did you die as well.' It always argued with, taunted me. But it was right, I did create it. I was a monster for doing so. If I could go back to when I first met them, I wouldn't have gone with them that afternoon that changed everything.

It was always a bad thing for me to have time to think. Before the monster came to be-before I was a monster- I always enjoyed taking showers. They relaxed me, cleared my mind of all my problems. Not anymore it was just more time for me to think. Why did I follow them that day? Why couldn't I stop? I thought more about where I had gone wrong, what I had done wrong, how I could hurt those around me, what would they think- as I stepped out of the warm shower and into the cold air of outside the shower. As I cleared the mirror of the fog that had collected there, I looked at my reflection, at what I had become. Many people had told me before that I was beautiful, that was before. I never thought of myself like that. I thought I was plain nothing more, not beautiful but not hideous. I could really care less they all needed to get their eyes checked I'd often think when someone stated this to me. Carefully I looked over my face. Big, plain, sunken in, brown eyes looked back at me set in a frail face that had skin that barely clung to the bones underneath. An average sized nose and chapped, noticeably thinner that once were fuller, too big for the heart-shaped face that stared back at me, lips. The face was surrounded by wet, long, plain hair. No long holding any shine or luster it was had. It was almost as pale as the bones underneath the face, with the blue veins showing through upon a slightly closer inspection.

I dressed quickly and raked the brush through my hair. When I noticed that my hand was starting to shake. The monster was starting to make its appearance. It started to scream at me. I needed my fix, my body ached for it. I needed it, wanted it. I won't be able to relax until I do. I ran down the stairs, never a good idea for me, more so with my shaking. Charlie had already left for the station. That was a good sign; I didn't want him to see me like this. Although I never thought of Charlie as the observant kind, it was still very dangerous for me to be around him like this. But he had left a note for me.

Bells-

Went to the work early. Saw you were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. Have a great first day at school.

-Dad

School great. I had forgotten all about it. Well, I couldn't go to school like this, with my own personal monster trying to come out. People my age normally aren't that observing, but I cannot forget that I was going to be the new girl again. If this experience was going to be anything like the last I couldn't risk it. I'll just skip. I bet kids here do it all the time. I'll just tell my dad that I was a little sick and decided to stay home. I just wanted to be rid of this monster. Not here though, I needed somewhere else. There was the forest surrounding Charlie's house, no it was still to close. It was already enough trouble hiding my supplies. I never dared myself to use the same utensil twice. The shaking was becoming worse. "I need it now!" the monster within me roared.

The forest. Near the outskirts of Forks, that would be the best place.