Chapter 1
Leaving
I knew I was being depressed. In fact, Charlie told me so. But I still couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that Edward and the Cullens had left me. Edward, the love of my life. The Cullens, who were going to be my family. They already were. But they were gone. Gone without a trace, without a simple goodbye, minus the one from Edward that had crushed my heart.
I started packing again, wondering how long it would take before I could make a clean break. I know, it was awful to Charlie, but I couldn't stay here. I couldn't. I wouldn't. He would get over me. So would everyone else. They would have too.
Part of the reason I had circles under my eyes was because I stayed up late into the night, packing all my things. The night was the only time I could do it without being worried Charlie would walk in on me and question what I was doing. This was the only way I could do it. It was the only way I could leave without some sort of resistance.
I knew it was selfish. I knew it was self-serving. But honestly, I couldn't live like this. I couldn't live in the place where the love of my life had abandoned me. The place where I was trapped in my misery, and I couldn't escape it.
I finished packing three days later. I had a lot of clothes, and all of my money from my college fund. I would be good for a while, and then I could find someplace to stay. I knew I had to leave soon, so I decided that I would be gone before the weekend was over. Since it was Wednesday, I had a couple of days to work up the courage to leave Forks behind.
What would Charlie think? What would my soon to be ex-classmates think? I knew there would be gossip for months. Mike Newton would probably be disappointed that I was gone. He was still flirting with me, and wouldn't take a hint that I didn't want to be with anyone. Still, I knew I would be free of him soon. I would be free of everyone in Forks.
It was Saturday, and I still hadn't gone yet. I had one more day, or else I would never leave. I knew that in myself. I just had to make a clean break.
I spent the rest of Saturday writing a goodbye note to Charlie. That was all that was keeping me here. A stupid goodbye note that probably wouldn't do anything to cushion the blow that I was gone. If anything, it would make the pain worse. But it was one thing I had to do. It was for me, so I was making sure I would never come back. It would be the thing that would keep me away, like a treaty. It would say underneath what I wrote to Charlie that I would never come back.
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