Vampire Diaries nor Twilight or anything to do with them belong to me. This is a crossover fic, & it will be NON canon. I'm reposting and made a few changes.
This is a drabble fic. Chapters will be short. It will not be betad.
BPOV
It will be as if I never existed.
Edward's parting words to me rang in my head as the plane touched down at the airport in Virginia. I still can't believe it has come to this.
It will be as if I never existed.
Edward had been full of crap. A few weeks after he had left I formed a friendship with Jacob Black. That lasted a few weeks until even he had turned his back on me. I found out later it was the same misguided crap that Edward believed. Jacob thought he was protecting me. He felt that he was to dangerous for me to be around since he had learned that he was a werewolf, shape shifter, or whatever you wanted to call him.
It was the wolves who saved me when Victoria came back to take her revenge. She thought that killing me would hurt Edward. Funny. He would probably never know what happened unless Alice saw it, and I'm sure that he had instructed her not to look for me.
It will be as if I never existed.
Edward would probably never know the devastation that him leaving caused. Aside from the depression I slipped into, there was Victoria. When Charlie had decided I needed help my mom and Phil flew up from Florida determined to take me back with them. Victoria picked the prime time to attack. She killed both of my parents and Phil. The wolves arrived in time to save me. Physically. Mentally I'd never be the same again I'm sure.
Now here I am being shipped to Virginia. To Mystic Falls of all places, to live with my Aunt Jenna, and cousins Elena and Jeremy. I haven't seen Elena and Jeremy since their parents died. My poor Aunt Jenna taking in all of her orphan nieces and nephew.
I exited the plane and eventually made my way to baggage claim. I was relieved to leave Forks in a way. There was to many bad memories there. I was also ready to get away from all the supernatural crap. Vampires, and Werewolves. According to my Aunt Jenna, nothing exciting ever happens in Mystic Falls.
I knew that Aunt Jenna had arranged for me to meet with a therapist. I had already had a few sessions in Washington before I left. My friend Angela's parents had taken me in until my few wounds had healed, and Jenna was ready for me to fly out.
As I grabbed my bags I heard my name being called from behind me. I turned to look and there stood my cousin Jeremy waving to me, and beside him was Elena. She was holding hands with who I assumed was the boyfriend Stefan I had heard about.