A/N: Hello peoples. Just remember that Stephanie Meyer owns everything. This story's chapters will have music in it. I would like to thank LadyMiaF for letting me borrow her fic 'Moonlit Goddess.'
BellaPOV
Boulevard Of Broken Dreams – Green Day
It so happens that for me a good moment is rarely found. My mother treats me like I'm the biggest disappointment in her life, until Phil came into the picture and talked my mom into kicking me out of the house. And to be honest they could have done it soon enough. My dad. Charlie, and I are close. We both know my mother well, enough.
Dad and I are close and I like it that way. Because even when Renee said 'Your father doesn't want you, no one wants you,' I knew that dad was always going to be there for me. He was there when Renee and Phil went on their honeymoon and wedding. He was there the first time Phil hit me because of something mom did. He was there when mom dared and tried to put me up for adoption, this was when I was eight. Yeah, I have one hell of a mom. But as I was saying, my dad was there more than my mom herself and sometimes I think that my dad is the better choice as a parent. He always did get me better than Renee. Dad is always going to be my hero, even if I don't even need it. I somehow seemed to be enough for him.
When I moved to Forks (willingly if I may say so myself) I always thought it was going to be bad. (Even though the rain seems to be my favorite thing in the world) I could never seem to fight the feeling that living in a small town where rumors, gossip, lies, and who you are spread faster than the plague was going to make my life a living hell. But as long as dad is there with me I know I'll be fine.
The first thing that caught my attention when I walked through the door was the smell of freshly cooked food coming from the kitchen. I turned to look at my dad and I smiled.
"What?" he asked innocently. As if he didn't know!
"You learned how to cook?" I asked completely taken of guard.
He nodded proud of himself, as I was. I ran to the kitchen to find a green salad on the center-left of the table and on the right was a bowl of fettuccini alfredo with what seemed to be the biggest shrimp in the world mixed in, and to drink coke (coca cola). When I last saw dad he had the kitchen fridge overflowing with take out. Which wasn't that bad…for a college pad filled with guys. But when he sets his mind to it he can really surprise you.
The weekend was over and the week was about to start. Never knew I would hate the week so much, especially this one. Tomorrow is going to be my first day of school and its probably going to have puppy dog guys that want to impress just to get in your pants, not going to happen.
Monday, I arrived at school and the first to trample me (like I had said PUPPY DOG GUYS!) I tried to be as nice as I could. The first half of the day was ok considering the most of the teachers made me introduce myself in front of everyone. LUNCH! FINALLY, this period was biology. A class that I had already taken I was more interested in taking human anatomy this year since my goal is to be a nurse in the future. As I sat down on an empty table (I don't really think I would fit in with anyone here) I saw an incredibly gorgeous guy staring at me, Edward. And then is when the beginning of what I thought would be the greatest experience and would last forever.
As the year progressed Edward and my relationship was growing by the day.
Until…
My birthday came and reared its ugly head.
Attack, accident.
All Cullens loving me, not a lie.
Edward loving me, a complete and utter LIE.
(FLASHBACK)
He was gone. The man I had so deeply loved had left me. I remembered every detail just like it was yesterday, He took me out to the woods behind my house and spoke to me. The words cut so deep, "Bella, I'm too good for you, I don't want you anymore." I wiped at the tears that were brimming my eyes.
Not only had he left me, but I had lost my Father, Charlie. He had worked so hard to try and get me out of my depression. But it did not work, He had a severe heart attack while out on patrol. Yet another thing to add to the long line of why I, Isabella Swan was but an empty shell of the person once was.
As the months rolled by I found that hiding behind a mask was better that showing the world around you the truth of your life. Not long after Edward left Emmett showed, then Jasper, then Carlisle, then Esme, and last but not least Rosalie. The one person I never thought I would see come to my aid, unless forced to help. I was more than happy to see them. The one person (other than Edward) that was not there was Alice.
"Where is Alice?" I asked. Their faces hit the floor with sad looks on them.
"She ran away with Edward," Jasper said. I'm pretty sure that awareness and hurt were plain on my face because Rosalie ran up to me and held me in a tight hug. Tears were falling down and the hole in my chest seemed to grow with every passing moment. After what seemed like an eternity I let go of Rose and walked up to Esme. She held me so close, 'like a mother should,' I thought. Carlisle was next he pulled me into a hug and held on tight. 'so much like Charlie used to,' I thought again but this time it hit me hard. Charlie was not going to come back.
