A/N: My first story, I'm exited! This is for my best buds Sarah, Natalie and Diana who I will be stealing their identities for characters. I own nothing from Twilight Stephanie Meyers does but if I did Edward wouldn't be darker, cooler, Jacob will get a better ending and the vampires won't sparkle like fairies and will have fangs like real vampires are suppose to have…on with the story.

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CHAPTER 1

I threw the phone against the wall and watched as it broke apart. Shit, I need a new phone now.

My father called to let me know that Bella is doing well, she's now a full vegetarian vampire and her and Edward are happy. Big fucking whoopee-do.

"Bella Cullen." I sneered. Once there was a time when I would say her name, her real name before the Cullen came part, I use to adore that name and the girl who it belonged to. That was till she met that bloodsucker Edward Cullen who made his way into her life.

Why did she go to Italy and stop him? If the idiot wanted to die then let him die, it's his life. But being a fool she went with his leech sister and brought him back where he easily slipped back into her life and she just threw me aside like yesterdays news. After everything I did for her when he left she just forgot.

I'm the one who gave her back her smile. I'm the one who made her feel loved again. I'm the one who protected her when Victoria had tracked hoe down. Me! Not her precious Edward Cullen. Where was he when all of this was happening? Nowhere!

Now she's married to him and got turned into one of those leeches. Yeah she still wants to be friends but I can't. I can't watch her love someone else. I can't watch her be something that I'm made to hate and kill.

Ugh, just thinking about all these things that I've tried so hard to forget is making me thirsty. I need a drink.

Making my way over to the little kitchen that came with this pathetic little motel room I got a bottle of Grey Goose out of the freezer and took a large swing of it. The burning that the liqueur caused came as soon as it hit the back of my throat. It stung and it burned but I welcomed it. The burning of the alcohol took away everything, the memories, the pain and most of all it made me forget about my past.

The alcohol also helped me from changing which I did every time something from my past came up and made me angry. I know what damage I can and have caused when I'm "unstable" as they call it.

Whatever, right now all I need is my alcohol and I'm good.

A/N: YEAH I NOW JACOB IS ALL PITY ME AND STUFF BUT HANG WITH ME IT'LL GET GOOD. AS YOU CAN TELL THIS STORY IS NOT FOR BELLA AND EDWARD FANS SORRY. PLEASE TAKE PITY ON A FANFICTION-VIRGIN AND REVIEW, ALL COMMEMTS AND FLAMES IT YOU WANT ARE WELCOME…REVIEW FOR COOKIES :)