Ok, first chapter, always hard to write. I just want to remind everyone of the context and hopefully set the mood right. This story is all I can think about right now, hope you'll like it.
Wrecked
Emptiness. Nothingness. My life had become a succession of nothing. My heart was dead somewhere in my chest. My entire body was numb, cold, warmth no longer affected me. Nothing. I wanted it that way. Nothingness was better than suffering. Suffering was worst than death. For months and months I dragged my body around like an empty shell. A shell with no will to live, no will to die, just no will at all. That was before I started hanging out with Jacob Black. He had slowly brought me back to reality; he is the best friend I ever had. I was Bella again, a less trusting Bella, a hurt Bella but being Bella's ghost was better than an empty shell. Charlie seemed to think so too, he quickly grew found of Jacob.
When I learned that Jake, my Jake, was a werewolf, I took it pretty hard. Why did I have to be attracted to mystical creatures? I'm okay now though, I met the entire pack and I switched from being a vampire's girl to a werewolf's best friend.
Now here we are, I'll never be in one piece again since my heart is broken but I live again. Jake is helping me step by step but he has one big flaw. He loves me. I don't want to trick him into believing that I love him back in the way he would want me to. Like I said to him, I'm broken. Sometimes I do reckless things to hear Edward's velvet voice in my head. I'm wrecked.