Summary: It's kinda like twilight... but an edgier version. Haha so there's a story to this one. My friend first introduced me to Twilight, Edward, and Bella. We were sitting on my front porch and she was telling me about a book she had borrowed from a friend about a vampire and his girlfriend. But as she was pretty much just summarizing twilight, I pictured something totally different from the book. It was changed up quite a bit, but it still has the same basic characters in it. I had to add a few things she didn't talk about because I kinda had this creative attack [at school and it came up behind me during math and demanded to be written down [like a five page outline which almost got me in detention for 'passing notes' and it was just the plot of the story and a few facts. And you will have to be patient with me considering I know absolutely nothing about New York. If anyone lives there or something could you tell me if I mess things up horribly? I've been there before but I don't know that much.

Disclaimer: I don't own it but if I did this might have been how the story happened.

Preface

I had known all along being with him might cause me pain; and that he had enemies that wanted him dead or worse. But I had believed that he was everything to me and even as I lay here dying; I still felt the same way and wouldn't take back one second of being with him. Maybe with me gone he would be better off, wouldn't have to be in pain again. With those last thoughts and all other thoughts of him I slipped into the darkness.

Chapter one

I had been waiting at the New York airport for over an hour, my father Charlie was nowhere to be found. I couldn't help but be disappointed in him, but I couldn't really blame him, he was trying. Ever since my parents had divorced and the court had awarded my parents with joint custody I had been shipped back and forth to so many different places and cities it would make your head spin.

My mother, Renee was basically just a flake, since the divorce she usually had a new boyfriend (and job) every month and they were always "The One"; that is until they got sick of her or she was tired of being in a "serious" relationship. The new fiancé was Phil. He was a washed up baseball player from Florida, which is currently where my mother is living. Even thought she had a very childlike mind and some of her crazy antics made me question her sanity, she was still family and sometimes she wasn't all that bad, sometimes.

The airport bathroom smelled like feet and that perfume-y soap that made your hands smell like grandma for about five hours but it was a bit better than my flight. The whole time I had been stuck between an obnoxious five-year old and a younger guy; who I was seriously thought about smacking for staring at me the way he did.

As I walked out of the bathroom I decided to just call a cab to take me to Charlie's apartment and use his "only for emergencies" visa to buy something later. Don't get me wrong I'm not spoiled, sure my dad makes a lot of money and has a pretty awesome apartment, but I really never took advantage of that.

While I was thinking all this my phone started ringing. I stared down at the tiny silver object. I remembered my birthday when Charlie had given it to me and I had been upset he spent money on something I wouldn't use that much. It just happened to be that he was the one calling me.

"Hey Bells! Listen, I'm really sorry I couldn't pick you up at the airport this afternoon but I got stuck in another meeting and couldn't get out of this one. But when you get home go ahead and get dinner or something I have another meeting tonight with another big client. We can open presents tomorrow morning. I cleared the whole day if you want to do something. I love you honey bye"

"Bye dad good luck in your meeting" This was how our phone conversations usually went he covered most of the talking and I just listened. Which worked fine for me?

I usually stayed with my mother during the summer months and Christmas break that way I could go to school in New York. The reasoning behind that was that my mom moved around more than my dad who was the "more stable" one.

The cold winter air hit me as I stepped out of the warm cab and I was glad I brought my heavy jacket. The apartment was empty and quiet but I was used to that. The Christmas tree still stood in the corner of the room with unopened presents under it. I walked down the hall to my room and bathroom and started to unpack my small bag.

I tried to focus on the little homework I had to finish before break was over but my growling stomach was hard to ignore I walked into the stainless-steel kitchen and grabbed some pizza from the fridge.

Charlie was pretty much helpless; I cooked, cleaned, and did the laundry for him. Not that I minded of course, he's my dad and a surprisingly clean person. I sat down at the table and started to eat my dinner thinking about going back to school. No not really thinking more like dreading.

hey guys sorry its a bit on the short side but i kinda wanted to end it here. chapter 12 of olk should be up soon dont worry im not abandoning it!

thanks td93