I do not own Twilight.
Prologue
I had always wanted love. I wanted to feel it through my veins, and beat in my heart. I wanted to feel excepted, and cherished, like the sun setting in the sky.
But instead of the sun there was a big black cloud that hovered over my body. The storm in the distance was black and grey, with sheen of purple. The wind whipped through my hair as the tornado I call life was destroying everything in its midst.
I didn't give in to the sucking wind that was trying to suction me into that deadly twister. I just stood there staring at the monster that was destroying everyone's lives around me, and I didn't take that shelter. I didn't go to the basement, I stood there staring at that storm in the eye and yelled "FUCK YOU".
As the tornado bounced and rushed forward at me I flinched a little but kept my stance. Not intimidated of the monster wreaking havoc around me, I kept focusing on the rainbow that overlapped the storm ahead in the distance, looking for that pot of gold, and wanting all of it. I didn't die I didn't get swept away; I kept strong no matter if it hurt anybody else.
It was my turn bitches.
A/N:
My first fan fiction, give it a chance or something.