AN: I don't own Twilight, just the plot of this story. This story starts off slow but will build after the first chapter. I did change some things from the original story. Like Bella and Embry are siblings. They are also mixed race. Renee is African American and Charlie is White and Quileute. So if you don't like it don't read it.

BPOV

Everything happens for a reason right? We are all here for a reason and all that jazz but the impossible has happened, but I'll get to that later.

2 weeks ago

"Dad! We are not celebrating my birthday" I complained. My dad Charlie has been trying to throw me a party after my mom and brother died. It just hasn't been the same. They was our rock and we lost them to a car crash. "Bells they would want you to be happy. They wouldn't want you moping about. They are in a better place." he said exasperatedly. I knew what he said was right but I couldn't. My mom, Renee, and my brother Embry had been coming home from buying my 16th birthday cake in Seattle from my favorite bakery and a drunk driver crashed into them head on. They never made it to the hospital. After that I never wanted to celebrate my birthday. That was three years ago. I hated my birthday because it remind me that I had killed my mother and baby brother. "Dad how can you want to celebrate my birthday, I killed them." He had that far off look on his face. He was thinking about them. Renee was his first love. They were childhood sweethearts. They married when he was sixteen and she was fifteen. They had me two years later. Then 11 months later my little brother was born. We were inseparable. Everyone thought we were twins, if someone made one of us cry the other was there. He was only fifteen. My dad took it hard. He started drinking and was always blacking out. I on the other hand tried to kill myself. I should have died not them. After the attempt my dad stopped drinking he said we had to take care of each other. Our sadness would kill us if we didn't. "Bella please, your gonna be eighteen. Please let's celebrate. I won't ask again." He asked. I sighed. "Fine" I said, "This is the last party I'm having." I went to the kitchen to start dinner. I decided on Chicken Alfredo cause it was simple and I didn't need to think much.

I didn't want to celebrate my birthday. If I could I would stop the day from coming. I wish I could go back in time. I would save and my family wouldn't be broken. I miss my brother Embry. No one knew me like him. He was the pea to my pod. We were so close like twins and now I'm left to wander this earth without him. His widowed girlfriend, Angela, has been so strong throughout this. She was the one to comfort me when he and mom died. She was also there when I tried to kill myself. She jumped in and untied the cinder block from around my waist and helped me resurface. If is wasn't for her I don't know what I would do. We only met because of him. It was his first day of high school..."Bellaa I'm going to be late." I giggled and kept stealing his backpack. Everyone knew that the "Swan twins" had perfect grades and were well behaved. That didn't mean we weren't a little rowdy. Everyone called us twins because we were so alike. It got to the point where we were finishing each others sentences. "Baby brother" I said as I tickled him. He laughed then groaned. "Bella if I'm late dad will kill me." I threw him his backpack but before it touched his hand it hit a mousy looking African American girl in the face as she was walking by. "Oh I'm so sorry!"I said as we ran up to her. She looked and only had eyes for my brother. "Am I staring at an Angel?"she blurted out. I started laughing. Of course my brother would end up with some girl having a crush on him. "Are you okay?" I asked. I really didn't want to explain to dad that I had been goofing off with Embry and hit some girl. She blushed and said "Yes, sorry. I'm fine, I'm sorry for calling you an angel." My brother blushed and said, "Your the angel not me. I'm Embry Swan" He started helping her up. She smiled and said, "Angela Webber" I rolled my eyes my brother was so worried about class but he never would have met Angela if we both were rushing. I was pulled out of my flashback by the sound of the timer dinging. I had zoned out the entire process of cooking dinner. I plated dad and my food and called him to dinner.

We ate in a comfortable silence. "I'm going to call Angela tonight." I said. My dad nodded. When we had finally started the process of healing and started cleaning out Embry's room and Mom's closet we found a promise ring and an engagement ring. We both knew they were for Angela. Ever since then Angela came to every Sunday dinner. She made sure our clothes were washed until dad and I got back into a routine. She was always cheerful even after what happened saying, "There is a master plan for everything." She still is my rock. I went to my room and grabbed my iPhone. I pulled up Angela's contact info and Facetimed her. She answered right away. "Long time no see." she said. I smiled "Sorry it's been rough on me. Dad wants to throw me a birthday party. I don't want one. What if I lose someone else. I already lost half of my family and my boyfriend. I don't think I can lose anyone else." Jasper Whitlock had been my boyfriend since freshman year. When my brother and mother were killed I broke up with him because I didn't want to lose anyone else. The messed up part was he was going to propose to me later that week. After we broke up he refused to speak a word to anyone. Even his family. "I don't know why you just don't get back together with Jasper. It might help you heal." She said. She was probably right but of course I said the same thing I always say, "I don't want to lose him like I lost Embry." She sighed and said "Bella that was two years ago. Jasper Whitlock the love of your life, the Richard to your Mildred Loving hasn't spoke to anyone in TWO years Bella. TWO years. I love Embry he was my everything but I have a part of him that no one else has. His sister. Jasper and Embry were close. So do you want to deny Jasper his love and the closest thing he has to his best friend?" I knew she was right but I don't know if I could. We were the four musketeers. We were all inseparable but I separated us by killing my brother. Then by breaking up with Jasper. "Your right" I said. She smiled and said "You better talk to Jasper tomorrow Bella." "Fine" I mumbled. Why did she always have to be right. "I have to get ready for tomorrow gotta look my best for Jasper, right?" She nodded and we said our goodbyes. I went to the bathroom to start washing my hair. Jasper always loved my kinky curly hair. I finished with my hair and was it's beautiful long bouncy self. As I went to sleep I heard the voice of my brother say "Brace yourself"

AN What do you think so far? Once chapter four is out we will be polling! You will be picking how this story goes however, everything you guys pick has a butterfly effect to it. Review