Summary: Seth imprints on a 13-year-old girl who is on a vacation with her family during the summer. She leaves and Seth fears that he will never see her again, that is until three years later when the girl moves to La Push and meets him. But she has her own secrets- she was raped, she's anorexic, she cuts, and is into drugs. Oh, and a vampire is out to get her. But, whoever said imprinting on someone was easy?

Hey, yet another new story from me. Don't worry, this won't affect any of my stories now. I've had this idea since like October but wanted to wait a while before I posted it.

It's called Evanescence because of my new favorite band; Evanescence. Each chapters name is a song of theirs, and the theme of the chapter. It would help to listen to the song while reading the chapter. Along with the Evanescence song there will be a second song for the chapter. I hope everyone listens to them!

Another thing before the story starts is I would like everyone to know that this takes place in 2013!!!! I need it to be like this so that the ages are correct. Please keep this in mind.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga, or Evanescence.

Set in 2013!

Playlist for this chapter:

Lithium by Evanescence

Welcome To My Life by Simple Plan

Evanescent (adjective)– soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.

Lithium- A medication used to stabilize manic-depression.

Chapter One- Lithium

My name is Adalynn Scarlet Cross, I'm 16 and my life is…well, shitty. Here…where did it all start? I guess three years ago, after I came home from visiting my siblings. Here, first I'll tell you about my family. It's big. 10 people altogether.

Okay my mom and dad both come from families that have twins or triplets. My mom, is from France and my dad is from Australia. They met in the United States while attending Harvard Law School. They fell in love, got married, blah, blah, blah…. Point is they opened up a successful law firm and then after a few years decided they were ready for kids.

Turns out, they got twins, identical-looking twins although one was a boy and one a girl. They soon were named Daniela Chelsea Cross and Daniel Charlie Cross (yeah I know, they even sound like twins). Born on December 25th 1986 (sucks for them), each of them healthy. Mom and Dad just loved being parents, so two years later they tried again and…ding, ding, ding! Another win. And this time? Triplets.

My parents wanted the sex to be a mystery this time. So the names they picked out were totally on the spot, but my parents are cheesy and names had be a lot alike. Boys this time: Kevin Alexander Cross, Kenneth Andrew Cross, and Kade Aiden Cross. Born on June 2nd 1988. And they were also identical.

And then my parents were stupid enough to get pregnant…again! Apparently, four boys and one girl wasn't enough. So one year later, Mom was once again pregnant. Twins this time…again, and again they were a boy and girl–although this time they looked nothing alike. Christopher Liam Cross and Christina Lilly Cross. Born March 17th 1990.

So where do I fit into this? Well, I'm the mistake. After seven children–all of them still in their first five years–my parents settled down for quite sometime. And then, I just had to come into the picture and ruin it. Eight years after Mom's last pregnancy, I popped into her stomach.

But still, she and my dad welcomed me into the world with their arms wide open. I was named, obviously, Adalynn Scarlet Cross. I was born on May 9th 1998. The only person in a family of 10 that didn't have a twin (hell, both my parents had twins! My dad was part of a triplet set).

So I lived with my parents and my siblings for 10 years, then my siblings decided to move out and get a house in Washington. Yeah, they all just moved at once–leaving me with dad and mom. Now my family was very wealthy, and if being successful lawyers wasn't enough, they won the freaking lottery! It was the biggest jackpot Michigan has ever had. $432,000,000. Yup, Four hundred thirty two million dollars. Needless to say, my parents retired from their jobs and I became a spoiled kid. Of course, my parents sent money to my siblings, even though it was unneeded. Daniel (Dan) and Daniela (Dani) already had very well paid jobs. Dan, a doctor and Dani, an author. Anyway…on with the story.

My parents and I went around the world. Going to Australia, London, England, China, Brazil, Scotland, Ireland… you name it we went there. But I hadn't seen any of my siblings in two years. So for my 12th birthday, my parents took me to see them. They lived in a small town in the Olympic Peninsula called La Push (well Dani and Dan did, the others live in an apartment by Seattle University but during vacations they go there). They said they liked the beaches and people that lived there.

After we got home, my parents decided to stay in Michigan for a while. I got back in school, they went back to work, and I got a boyfriend. Everything went downhill from there.

You know how people say that drugs are in high school? Well, they lie. Drugs come in during middle school and boys also come in. His name Logan–and he was an 8th grader when I was a 7th grader. He had the best smile, and was on all of the sport teams: basketball, track, soccer, and flag football. He became my friend and unlike others, he didn't do it for the money.

Soon we were going out, and then he introduced me to his "friends". His friends were in 10th grade, sophomores. And he did drugs with them. He brought me to there hang out one time, which was in a clearing in the forest around a Publix.

I had never wanted to do drugs; I thought people who do them are stupid. But I soon found out, I was the one being stupid. Pot and crank were my choice of drugs, and luckily Scott, Tom, and Missy (Logan's friends) always had it on them. Sure, it cost money, but hey my parents were billionaires. They never noticed me, so they didn't notice the difference that the drugs did.

So even as Logan went to his freshman year of high school–with me still in middle–we continued our relationship. He told me he loved me, and I believed him. And then the conversation came up. His "friends" always made sexual jokes about me. And they kept pressuring us into "doin' it". I knew Logan wanted to, he said "you don't have the body of a 13 year-old", but even with drugs I was never that high and stupid.

So, we never did. Until, I guess he snapped. And this is when my life really crashed down. Eighth grade had just finished, and I was 14. My parents were out of the house and I invited Logan over–we did this often. We were in my room, on the bed, watching TV when suddenly he put his hand on my thigh. During that moment I didn't think that it was anything as he rubbed my legs. And then he rolled on top of me.

I'll spare you the details and just give you a summary. I said no, he said yes, he was bigger, he held me down, took off my clothes, took off his…and I screamed…a lot. As if being raped by my 15 year-old boyfriend at 14 wasn't enough, it happened every time he and I were alone.

I tried to get away, but he threatened he would kill me if I told anyone, and if I didn't stay with him he would hurt my parents. I believed him. He was a big guy for 15, not to mention that he was a drug addict–like me.

I had to get away from the emotional trauma that my life now bared. Drugs were no longer enough. And cutting soon weaved it's way into my life. I was more addicted to the feel of a blade cutting into my flesh and blood trickling down my skin more than I was with drugs.

And then Logan was there, always hurting me physically and mentally…every time I seemed to be happy…. I stopped eating, finding I was no longer hungry. My hair thinned, I became weaker–completely helpless against Logan, and I retreated into my shell.

My parents finally seemed to notice, and thought that it was because I wasn't with my siblings. Turns out, my parents wanted to travel more and were beginning to think that I slowed them down. Yup, they said that to me! So they sent me to live with my brothers and sisters.

And so, here I am, sitting in one of those seats at the airport, waiting for my siblings to pick me up. My fingers itch to feel the cold blade as I slice my arm. I can almost feel the good pain and the sticky red liquid that would-

"Adalynn!" I open my eyes to see Dani running towards me. I grimace on the inside but smile and stand up, just in time to catch her hug. She hugs me tightly and longer than what I feel comfortable with. She pulls away and smiles at me.

Dani is beautiful and young. She has brown hair that is a little past her shoulder that always has that shiny look. She has brown eyes–she and Dan got them from our grandparents–and nice, perfect teeth. She is the palest in the family, but doesn't wear a lot of make up. She has light pink lips and a strong bone structure.

"Hey Dani!" I reply back with fake happiness.

"Lynn!" I look past Dani to see Kade, Kevin, and Kenneth. The triplets, oh joy! The thing about triple K (as we call them) is that they are exactly alike. They all have the dark blue eyes (compliments of our dad) and long-ish black hair. They all push it to the side, like a lot of the boys do now. They have the same nose we all do, straight and perfect (thanks mom), and the strong bone structure from dad. They're all tall–around 6'1" with big muscles they got from working out.

They even act the same way. They all love jokes, pranks, and laughing. They all play sports at Seattle University. Kenneth plays on the men's volleyball team, Kade on the basketball team, and Kevin on the baseball team.

I smile at them and give each a hug. Kade ruffles my hair and grins down at me.

"Did you get shorter, shrimp?" He asks me, which makes me frown.

"No. Hey, did you know it's not healthy to take steroids?" I joke with him. Coming from the drug addict. This time he frowns and glares at me.

"Hey! It's not my fault you are so small. Do you even have any fat on you?" He asks me. No.

"Yeah. Do you, Mr. Muscle?" I ask. He grins down at me, and Kenneth and Kevin laugh.

"Here, where are your suitcases?" he asks. I nod my head to the three giant suitcases and the one large duffle bag on the floor. My brothers grab them as if they weigh as much as I do (which isn't a lot). Although they have to be at lease 100 pounds each.

"Where's everyone else?" I ask Dani as we start walking towards the front.

"The car," she says.

"Is everyone going to fit?" I ask her, I didn't miss her say "the car", not cars. She nods.

"It's a big car. How are Mom and Dad?" She asks me. Stupid and blind as ever.

"Great, they told me to say that they missed you guys," I say. Actually, they hadn't. It's not that my parents don't love my siblings–but my parents are still too wrapped up in their own lives to really remember a lot of things. They left me at an airport once…in Rome.

Dani leads me to a huge black escalader, with three people standing around it. Great.

"Addie!" Christina called. They all have their own names for me; Dan and Dani call me Adalynn, Triple K call me Lynn or Shrimp, Christina calls me Addie (Add-e) and Christopher (Chris) calls me Scar (for my middle name, Scarlet). I smile at my youngest, oldest sister and hug her as she runs to me.

I don't want to make a scene, but of course I am their baby sister. They, like my parents, love to spoil me. Dan picks me up and twirls me around and Chris smils at me and gives me a high-five, something he always does with me.

Triple K throw my bags in the trunk and then everyone gets in. Dan hops in the driver's seat and Kevin takes shotgun. The Escalade has two bucket seats, and behind that are three seats. Only seven seats, and there are eight people.

Kade and Kenneth take the bucket seats, while Christina, Dani, and Chris take the back three seats.

"Wait," I say as I think of the solution to this problem. "I have to-"

"Sit in my lap," Kenneth says as he grabs my waist and pulls me onto his lap. I groan which causes everyone to laugh. Sure, I always used to have to do this–but that was like five years ago. And I've changed a lot. Well, I guess that's just my stupid life.

Now this is the first time I've done something like this. I usually don't do something in present tense, it's quite hard for me, but my beta–RyK77–thought it would be best this way and I agree with her. I hope everyone likes the first new chapter. This is a serious story, it will get intense at some points. Self abuse, drugs, constant rape, suicide in later chapters. At the time it is rated T but it will proabaly change. But there will be no lemons! So, nothing to graphic.

Please review! Next chapter is Seth's POV!