Ok guys, here it is, my first fanfiction. Please be honest in your reveiws! Also, this first chapter isn't long, I guess I thought I'd just get it moving adn see how the responses go.

I do not own twilight or any relating characters (i wish!) =]

Bella has lived in Forks all her life with her father, Charlie. At the age of 18, she is going through a very rough patch in her life. Her best friend is acting strange and her father is becoming even more depressed. Just when everything seems like it's falling apart, the Cullens move to Forks, and suddenly everything is... different.

BPOV

I urged my truck onwards, I was almost home now, another few minutes or so and I would be there, not that it held anything of interest for me except from shelter at the moment. Charlie was a walking Zombie, there was barely any other way to put it. The thing was, he had never really gotten over my mothers death, nearly five years ago.

I was caught in the heart-wrenching moment that I suffered every time I though of my mother when it happened. I had been going uphill for some time, the roads were icy, a common thing for Forks in mid-winter. My truck has never been the fastest vehicle around, not that I was complaining, but right now I had to go even slower. Pictures of cars that had gone skidding off roads in the darkness seemed to be permanently in my mind on these journeys. Not that I would really have cared that much, life did not seem to hold much purpose now. But still, it would really send Charlie over the edge if I got myself killed.

The next thing I knew, I had reached a stop. My truck had simply stopped moving altogether. Frowning, I turned the key in the ignition, trying to restart the engine, It was no use however, my truck had chosen this, most inappropriate moment, to die on me.

"Shit." The word slipped out before I could stop it and it surprised me. It was not like I wasn't the type to curse, but I hadn't in so long. Sitting there, in my old truck, I came to a conclusion that shocked me even more. I had been worried about Charlie, okay, maybe a little more than worried about his deteriorating condition. But I only realized now that I too, had been slipping into a similar state. There was a difference between us though, I was still trying to get on with life, Charlie seemed to have all but given up though.

I'm not sure how long I sat there, a feeling of total horror seeping through me. No. It couldn't be. A new kind of resolve came over me, I had to try harder, if only for Charlie's sake. My new resolve was hard to maintain as I gazed out of the window. It was basically pitch black now, and without my lights on, I could barely see the road ahead of me, which was probably just as well, I didn't have to see the thick frost which coated it. Nevertheless, I pulled my coat out from behind my seat and shrugged it on.

I hesitated slightly before opening my door, this was not going to be fun. Quickly I reached over to the passengers door and opened it before I could change my mind. I wasn't going to chance getting out on my drivers side, knowing my luck I would probably get run over or some thing.

Next minute I was stood next to my truck, the keys in my hand, not exactly sure what I planned to do next. Cursing myself for leaving ym phone at home, I though as quickly as I could whilst stood on a road, which, less face it, was doing nothing for my famous tendency to spend more time on the ground than on my feet. There really was not anything else I could do. Who knew when the next car would be coming past on this desolate road? I locked the truck doors and slipped the keys back into my pocket and took a hesitant step forwards. The instant my foot hit the floor it slipped back again and I also lost my balance. I sighed, this wasn't going to be easy.

Twenty minutes and what could have only been a hundred meters or so later, I stopped again. I had begun to rain, hard. This worked to her advantage in the way of the ice, which was melting quite rapidly and the ground beneath her feet was becoming more and more stable beneath her feet. However, her coat was not waterproof by any means, and though Forks' weather was my favorite, I have to admit I was frozen. There was not an inch of me that was warm, or even dry, I was utterly and completely soaked, frozen to the bone and I was not getting anywhere.

My earlier resolve seemed to have melted away with the ice and I was left feeling like I might as well just give up now, what was the point in even trying if it came to standing like this by the side of a road you weren't even sure you recognized anymore?

I was at the end of my will power when I saw it, lights, moving steadily towards me, though still at some great a distance. They seemed to be getting nearer and did not change path, I could hear the unmistakable sound of a car engine powering towards me now and a glimmer of hope swelled in my chest once more, but would they even stop? I knew I had to try.

The car was close now; another half a minute or so and it would speed past, most probably not even noticing I was even here. I didn't even pause to think about the idea that popped into my head, didn't question its sanity, something I really had to start doing with my ideas, especially if they involved walking purposely into the middle of the road into the path of on oncoming car.

Phew. So its out there. My first ever fanfic chapter, for all twilight loving fans to read, critisise and analyse, scary. =]

I want your true opinions, but please remember this is my first attempt.

I kept it short, to see how things go.

Please read and reveiw and I'll do my best to reply.