Hiiiiii...anyways...first story is up and at it. This takes place before New Moon but close to the begining...lets just say Paul hasn't phased yet :D
Gently shutting the door behind me, I entered the unusually quiet house. I set my keys on the counter as I step into the entry way.
"Mom! I'm back!" There was no response. After listening for a second, I heard a bump coming from my bathroom upstairs. Without hesitating, I ran up to stairs and into my bathroom.
I screamed at the sight. "MOM!" My mom was laying face first in the tub that was filled with water. There was blood surronding her as well, but that wasn't as concerning as the non-brething parent infront of me. I quickly pulled her out of the tub and layed her on her back on the floor. I was ignoring the fact that she was completly naked as I ran for the phone and dialed 911.
Quietly, I watched as they took my mother out of the house on the stretcher. The EMT's were looking at me sorrowfully, knowing what the outcome of this would be.
Running down the street was now the only person I had left, Paul Walker. He ran up to me and gathered me up in his arms, sitting down on the ground as I cried on his shoulder. He kept on whispering little things in me ear such as that it was going to be okay and that everything will be fine. Although I knew this wasn't true, it was nice to hear his soothing voice.
Sherif Charlie Swan arrived on the scene 3:20. The accident was reported 3:05.
It was time to face the facts.
I had no parent or gardian to take care of me now.
I would either be sent to a foster home or would have to be legally emancipated.
My mother would be sent to the hospitable until she is fully recorvered and then sent to the loony-bin, excuse me, rehab.
Life sucks, then you die.
-Jacob Black, Breaking Dawn
Not too much about the main character is said yet, but the next chapter for sure
-paulluver4ever