Disclaimer: Don't kill me, all Rosalie fans. I have taken her out of the story, well; I had her destroyed more like it. So she's gone. –gives everyone a sad look- But in her place, shall be a human of my creation… wow, that makes me seem like I'm God. Of course I'm not god….or am I?
My name is Skye, and right now I am surrounded by inhumanely beautiful people. Apparently I'm in an alley. Oh, I forgot to mention I am in extreme pain.
This is my story