My initial and only disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or anything Twilight... I only own this story that I'm writing.

Story is rated M for language and sexual content. Be warned ;)

I'm not a professional writer so there will be errors. Alright... here it is...


Chapter 1 ~ Intro to Bella's Hurt

Isabella Marie Swan,

Every morning I wake up and tell myself not to contact you, not to call you, and not to email you. Every day I remind myself not to think of you as I once had but to forget you. For the first time in seven months, I woke up this morning and realized that in order to let you go, in order for me to truly move on with my life, I needed to tell you how you have made me feel and how you make me feel right now.

I fell in love with you the moment I set my eyes on you. The love I showed and gave to you was true, genuine, and more real than peanut butter. Fuck, Bella, I loved you and I know you knew just how much. The sight of you made my stomach flip and heart ache. The fragrance of your strawberry shampoo just about sent me over the edge every time you sat near to me. Your pale milky hands were as soft as cotton, your lips the color of beautiful ocean coral, your fucking cheeks blushed the most wonderful red ever known to man, and your eyes, my god you eyes were the soul of my world. I woke up thinking about you, I spent my day think of you and at night I fell asleep thinking of you. You were everything, my world, and my life. I would do and give anything for you. But apparently that wasn't enough for you.

Of course not! Fucking Isabella Marie Swan could care less about me, because you ran off. You left me without a single word or reason why. You just fucking disappeared! I came home from school to nothing, to no one, just a note: "I want you to know that you couldn't have loved me better, so I'm already gone." Who the fuck do you think I am? Those are lyrics from a Kelly Clarkson song; even a child would know that! The least you could have done was be honest with me… that you didn't love me back, that you're a selfish little witch with a heart of stone.

I fell into such despair. I couldn't sleep for nights. I didn't eat. I spent every waking moment thinking of what I could have done to make you leave the way you did. Did six years mean nothing to you? Did I really mean nothing to you? Questions after questions… and then suddenly I gave up on you, on us on life and love. I began to despise and hate you. To this day I curse the day I ever met you. So help me God if I ever pass you by. I want you to know that from this moment on you are forgotten and unloved from my part. It will be as if you had never existed and I ask that if by chance we ever cross paths don't speak to me, don't look at me, act as if you don't know me. Nothing you could ever say or do will change the way I now feel about you. Nothing in the world could turn this hate around. In my book you are finished, no good, evil and the biggest bitch I have ever known.

With so much hate,

Khristiane


I'm aiming to post up every few days (2-5)...

Khristiane - is a guy ;)