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PROLOGUE

My mother's weary smile wavered as she gave my hand one final squeeze. I shifted awkwardly, pulling it from her grasp and grabbing the strap to the backpack slung over my shoulder. The tears in her eyes caused a twinge of guilt to pass through me. Why the hell did I feel guilty? She was sending me to live in the shit hole. I sighed remembering the night she and my father sat me down and broke the news of my immediate departure, or violation as I saw it.

"Edward, you're going to stay with your Uncle Charlie," my father said. I watched his boring brown eyes glance up from the 'Chicago Times' briefly before they returned to the day's headlines.

"Why the hell would you do that?" I asked, my eyes seeking my mother. She sat silent to Edward Sr.'s left, her petite form slumped in-- shame?

"Your mother and I think it would be best, considering the circumstances." The bastard couldn't even look at me.

I found myself laughing. "It's not like anyone got killed, it was just a car."

"Just a car?" He roared. He quickly dropped the paper to the table before him, "What about three weeks before that? What was that then?" I shrugged. So what if I wasn't the world's safest driver, I wasn't the only one. "And in September, what was that?"

"It was a fucking car then too," I retorted.

His eyes were suddenly enraged, but as he went to speak, he was cut off by the usually timid voice of my mother, which was shaking with anger. "You could have killed someone! I turned my head twice, Edward, twice! Not again." She shook her head furiously, stilling both my father and I. "We tried, we really did, but three cars later, we can't keep it going." Tears streamed down her cheeks mixing with strands of her bronze hair, the same hair I inherited.

My father placed his arm around her shoulders and held her shaking form. "Charlie has been kind enough to take you in until you finish high school."

I zoned out as he went on. My own parents were banishing me.

I was brought back from my reverie as my mother's hand tenatively brushed my cheek. I shrugged away. Hurt passed through her emerald eyes, my eyes. No matter how pissed I was, I couldn't help but pull my mother against my chest and hold her as she wept. I breathed a kiss onto the top of her head. We stood like this for what felt like minutes until the scratchy voice on the airport intercom announced the departure of my plane.

"I'm gonna miss my flight, Ma," I whispered, willing her arms to retract from where they stayed around my waist.

I felt her nod as she stepped away, a small smile sitting on her lips. "I love you."

"You too," I returned. I flashed her one of my crooked smiles and turned to head down to my gate.

I almost missed my mother's voice as she called after me, "Don't forget to call when you get there!"

I held up my hand behind me, acknowledging that I had heard her. I stood in the long line to check-in, the one way ticket to Forks, Washington scorching my hand. As I handed the boarding pass to the middle-aged blonde lady at the counter, I ran my fingers through my unruly hair.

"Enjoy your flight, Mr. Masen," she said with a fake smile. She had to hate her job.

I took the boarding pass from her hand and stepped through the gangway to the plane. I found a seat close to the wing, I wanted to be able to see if the engine exploded, and in turn an emergency exit. As I settled into my seat, I pulled my i-POD from my backpack and stuffed the earbuds into my ear. The music that reverberated into my eardrums made even the usual safety routine that the flight attendents displayed somewhat less obnoxious. It wasn't long before the plane taxied out onto the tarmac and Chicago O'Hare was gradually growing further away. I watched out the window as the familiar skyline disappeared from view, the plane ascending into the clouds that covered the city.

Of course my last chance to be in a sunny place, and the clouds had already moved in. What the fuck was I gonna do in Forks?

AN: please, please, please read and respond. this is my first ever twilight fic any and all feedback will be great. :D