So I've always had this idea of Demetri falling for a girl but I didn't want it to be Bella, I wanted to change the story of Twilight for the characters to be more diverse and interesting. Sorry if the beginning is slow but that's how it's gonna go for a bit, it's gonna be a bit before the whole Demetri & L get to really know each other but I hope to keep this interesting before then.
Please let me know what you think of the characters and I know it's not perfect but yenno, tips never hurt anyone. Thanks so much to every!
Sometimes I wonder if this was all for the best. At times I wonder if all these things that have happened to me are for the better, how I've distanced myself form this "monster" but yet after I arrived here and after seeing all these "monsters" I question what is real but then again if I had never came here I would have never met him,...
Beep! Beep! Beep! is the last thing I want to hear this morning. I check over at my clock and see that I have an hour left before I would have to leave for the dreaded flight that I didn't want to get on. I lay there in bed just keeping my eyes shut and imagining a life that I wish I was living, a place where I fall in love with the guy of my dreams and having all these lavish clothes that I would one day own, but yet this is just a dream and the reality is that I live in a mediocre apartment with some pretty clothes that I got my mom to buy my before she began to like all the pretty colorful candies. Some weird part of my feels free that I will be able to get away from all this but then again I know I'm going to miss my mother to the depths of this earth with me crying every night wishing that she had never hit me or was eating all these candies. Now fate was catching up with all of us and in just a few short 3 and half hours I would be on a plane heading towards a new country, living in a new city with my supposed new family.
I rolled over till I fell off the bed and looked around my room. Most of my things were gone by now and all I had left was my bed, suitcase and my set of clothes I had laid out on my bed for my flight. I take off my black short and white tank top and throw them on the floor exchanging them for a nice black skinny pair of jeans, grey long sleeve shirt and my baby blue coat. I sit down on my bed to put on my red lace up flats, While I'm lacing them up I see a photo under my bed and pull it out. In the photo is my and my pool crew ,that I now used to work with, at a house party for New years eve. With a knock on the door I stuff the photo in my navy blue backpack sitting on the floor. Looking over I knew it wasn't my mom, she just always came right in.
"You ready to head out?" the social worker Karen asked me.
"In a second," I tell her. She gave me a slight nod and shuts the door again. She's a very nice person but is very strict about things getting done on time. I take one final look at my room knowing I wouldn't be coming back here again till I was a legal adult. I grabbed my luggage and swung my backpack over my shoulder shutting the door behind me trying not to shed any tears but I couldn't help it. I could feel my throat getting tighter and tears welling up in my eyes and my moth making that sad frown while my face gets all red and splotchy.
Once I got down to the bottom of the stairs and saw my mom sitting there waiting for me all the tears I was holding back fell down my face and when she looked at me she began to cry too. I saw Karen waiting by the door for me and so was another man while my mom was standing off by the side of the sofa. I went over to her and hugged her even after all the things had happened between us, I loved her more than anyone else in this world. We both told each other that we loved one another and that's when I felt someone grab hold of my arm and lightly tug me off. I began to cry even harder as we neared the car, Karen tried to comfort me but she had no idea what this was like. The man placed all my belongings in to the car and I gave my mom one last big hug. We all climbed into the car and the whole time I watched my mom seeing her try to smile at me and wave from the front door. Little did I know this would be the last time I would see her in three years.