Binary Asteroid Chapter 1: Whiskey Lullaby, a twilight fanfic

Ok this is my new story! Summer just started for me and I plan on finishing it this summer. I will update at least once a week, maybe every other day.

Binary asteroid.

Two asteroids that revolve around each other and are held together by gravity

BPOV

I put on a black and white graffiti shirt with some black short shorts and fishnets. I pulled on my converse as I climbed out my window.

Time for school.

I listened for any sounds as I walked around the house, when I didn't hear any I quickly hopped on to my BMW six cylinder. I started the engine before driving to school. Once I found my parking space I walked inside, deciding to wander for a bit.

I went to my locker and grabbed whatever I needed for first hour. I continued to walk around after the bell rang, it didn't matter if I was late; no one would notice anyways. Except for one person.

Edward Cullen.

I got to say, I was curious about him. Not as much as Jessica or Lauren but still mildly curious. For some reason I actually wanted to know him. Like his whole life story, make makes him tick, what he loves and what he hates.

No one knows anything about him except that everyone who gets close to him seems to die.

Yet for some reason I still wanted to be his friend, but that's easier said then done. He doesn't let anyone get close to him for just that reason. Or maybe he's just saying that so no one will bug him. Maybe he's a loner, just like me.

I shook my head. It didn't matter. I started walking to my first hour and was surprised to see him waiting there. His first hour wasn't English? Maybe his classes got switched I wondered quietly. I eyed him cautiously as I walked into class; unannounced…and late.

I sat down in my seat, no one bothered to give me a glance, let alone a second one. I stared out the window as I got lost in my thoughts about Edward Cullen. I wonder if I confuse him just as much as he confuses me. I smirked, like that could happen.

I was a open book. But a few chapters were glued together, for no one to see. Maybe one day someone will be smart enough to take a knife and slit them open. Maybe one day, I'll let them.

The ringing of the bell pulled me out of my thoughts, I sighed and grabbed my stuff. I decided to listen to my ipod so I quick ducked into another empty hallway and plugged my headphones in and hid them behind my hair.

I turned music on full blast and pressed play. I have these special earplugs where no one can hear the music but you. It was pretty cool.

Walking in the middle of the now empty hallway I got a sip of water before heading to my next class. I frowned slightly when Edward was outside of my class again, watching me with a blank expression on his face.

I raised a eyebrow at him. He didn't respond, just turned away and started walking to his next class. I pushed back the feeling of abandonment, I was used to it.

But with Edward walking away; I felt more alone then ever. And it scared the hell out of me.

I sat down in my seat and stared at my hands, that were currently twiddling each others fingers; almost on their own. My thoughts suddenly did a 180, from myself to Edward.

Why does he keep appearing at my classes? Does he have something to tell me? I scoffed, no he didn't. we never talked. We never talked to anyone.

I hated how my life had become.

I wasn't exactly shy, I just hated attention. For a good reason to. After my mother had died… I buried my head in the nook of my arm, for once letting the memory take me over.

Engulf me.

I smiled up at my mom as she walked down the dark street. I had been craving beef jerky and even though it was late at night my mom was willing to walk me to the store. We were currently walking home, her humming a soft tune. Me nibbling on my treasured beef jerky.

"so baby what would you think if you got a little sibling?" she asked easily, as if she was asking if I wanted seconds on dinner. I walked next to her, contemplating it as deeply as a 7 year old could.

"you better answer her missy" a chilling voice said from the shadow of a building. A big bulky man walked out from it with his friends behind him.

Uh-oh

My mom pulled me to her side. I nuzzled into her even more. "ye-yes" I stuttered. The man smiled a eerie smile. He grabbed my mom roughly while his friends held me back. Forcing me to watch them beat my mom mercilessly.

I screamed at them to stop. "please, please, stop!" I sobbed. When she finally fell to the ground, in a puddle of her own blood. They turned to me, holding up a knife. There was toe curling, blood boiling scream.

It was mine.

I shuddered at the memory. After that night my dad had never been the same, I had barely survived, a miracle. But my dad saw it differently.

He blamed me. When I was just 7 years old…

He started to abuse me. Punching me, kicking me. Even cutting me, and every time it brought me back to that horrid night. He knew it to.

He said he wanted me to feel his pain, the pain he claimed I brought him. Every night, every morning. He would blame me, sometimes beat me, sometimes not. Ever sense first grade all I had worn was long sleeved shirts to cover my bruises and cuts.

This year I had been lucky enough to be able to wear shorts, but I always have to wear something else to. Leggings or fishnets.

I jumped slightly when the bell rang, yet again resulting in me zoning out for a whole class period. I sighed, I was going to fail my finals. I didn't care though.

I stood by my locker, pretending to be tying my shoe laces, but if you looked at me for more then 2 seconds you would be able to tell I was acting.

Yeah, I'm a pretty shitty actor.

Third hour passed the same way first and second did. Edward would be waiting there, staring at me. I would walk in sit down get lost in my thoughts until the bell rang.

I was now walking out of my Spanish class, I turned to the right to the cafeteria when I almost ran into someone. I looked up and saw it was Edward, he stared down at me with those deep green eyes. I saw something flash in his eyes.

Pain.

It wasn't from me running into him, no he was as hard as a rock, all muscle. It was something else. The feel of electricity pulsed between us. I backed away and continued on my way to the cafeteria. The whole time I could feel his eyes on me. It was comforting.

The feeling of someone almost watching over me. I haven't felt it sense first grade. Maybe with someone else it would have been creepy, and I would have felt the instinct to run away. But this feeling was the polar opposite.

I wanted to run to him. Into his strong arms that would hold me tight, keeping me safe from the world. Where he would whisper sweet nothings into my ear as I cried into his shirt. Effectively soaking it. Where I would feel like the most beautiful girl in the world as he made slow love to me.

I gulped, I was getting carried away. I was to broken, had to much baggage to be loved. maybe you need someone just as broken to fix you a small voice whispered in my head. I cant be fixed I shot back at the voice. have you tried? that silenced my thoughts for a good minute.

I sat down at my table, my lonely table; where only I sat. I put down my tray, I frowned realizing I had got it while I was lost in my blank thoughts. I ate my fruit snacks, barely tasting them as I read my book. When the bell rang I dumped my tray and sleep walked through the rest of my day.

When I got home I got some toast, took a shower and dragged myself to my room. Locking the 3 locks on my door and the 2 locks on my window. Yeah my dad has a hell of a time trying to get into my room to abuse me.

I did homework, read, and listened to music till 10. I tried to fall asleep but I was restless. So I got up and put on clothes again before climbing out my window. Jumping onto my bike, I drove around till I ended up at the park.

I sat on a bench and watched a late night baseball game. The lights lighting up the field, almost magically. I tensed up when someone sat right next to me. Our thighs almost touching. I looked at them from the corner of my eye, and sighed when I saw bronze hair. It could only be one person.

Edward.

I turned to him and saw him staring at me. He motioned me to stand up with him. Once I did he started walking, I knew to follow him. When I caught up I shoved my hands in my pocket, resisting the urge to grab his and squeeze it lightly. To show him I was there for him.

We walked into the woods and soon came up to a old shack, it was in pretty good condition. He walked to the door, pulling it open and holding it so I could go in. most people would be afraid if they were going to be raped but, somehow I knew I wasn't. He sat down and patted the spot next to him.

I sat down and he pulled out his ipod, turning on the volume he pressed shuffle. The song whiskey lullaby by Brad Paisley came on.

She put him out

Like the burning end of a midnight cigarette

She broke his heart

He spent his whole life trying to forget

We watched him drink his pain away

A little at a time

But he never could get drunk enough

To get her off his mind

Until the night

He put that bottle to his head

And pulled the trigger

He finally drank away her memories

Life is short

But this time it was bigger

Then the strength he had

To get up off his knees

We found him with his face down

in the pillow

With a note that said I love her till' I die

And when we buried him

Beneath the willow

The angels sang

A whiskey lullaby

La la la la la lala

The rumors flew

But nobody knew how much

She blamed herself

For years and years

She tried to hide the whiskey on her breath

She finally drank her pain away

A little at a time

But she never could get drunk enough

To get him off her mind

Until the night

She put the bottle to her head

And pulled the trigger

And finally drank away his memories

Life is short

But this time it was bigger

Then the strength she had

To get up off her knees

We found her with her face

Down in the pillow

Clinging to his picture

For delight

We laid her next to him

Beneath the willow

While the angels sang

A whiskey lullaby

La la la la la lala

It was a beautifully haunting song. "that song represents how my parents died. My father did something that made my mom divorce him and the pain was to much for both of them" he whispered. He looked up at me with pained eyes. And I did something I never would have done.

I hugged him.

Wrapping my arms around him, to protect him from his own demons. Burying my head into the nook of his neck. After a second of shock he wrapped his arms around me, burying his own head in my hair. Taking a deep breath as if to remind him it is all true.

"come on" he whispered, tugging at my hand. "we need to go back home" I shook my head furiously "he'll be full on drunk by now" I whispered franticly. "he'll be waiting in my room" I felt tears start to bubble up in my eyes.

He immediately laid down "I'm not leaving without you and you aren't going home so I guess we're having a sleepover here." I nodded. Laying down next to him, I buried myself into him. He happily wrapped his arms around me again. And for once sense first grade.

I fell into a peaceful sleep.

Ok how'd you like it? We're learning some of their demons! Fast I know but oh well! Do any of you guys know where I got that memory came from? it's a scene from a tv show!