Hey there, this is a VERY rough draft of a story i have in my mind, it literally just popped up ! i am looking for someone to help me write it as i am really no good but i love to write ! so PLEASE get in touch if you are interested ;D

Changing fates and Crossing Paths

Bella may act like she is fine with what life has thrown her but in actuality she is everything but, with a mother who thinks more about herself and a father who never visits she has little support from her family and with no friends to speak of she is pretty much alone. So when the one person who is meant to be there for her breaks her heart. She decides to stop feeling at all, that is until a certain blond cowboy comes riding into her life.

Chapter 1 –

You may think that life would be perfect for me, what with my mother having money and us living in sunny phoenix, but the truth is it doesn't matter; I am the one who has to make money so that I know that there is food in the kitchen. I am the one who pays the bills. Why? Simple, my mother would rather spend it all gambling, drinking or buying her newest boy toy new things. My mother simply does not care if I am ok or not. Then there is my lovely Father, Police Chief of Forks, Washington... he cares alright but not about me, he cares for everyone BUT. So I have learned to care about myself and look after number one, who else will if you won't?

There was one person in my life who cared about me, or I thought they did. It was Edward Mason, he had the greenest, most hypnotising eyes and thick messy chestnut hair with streaks of red going through it... and his voice was so smooth I could melt in it when he talked to me. He made me feel wanted and special. Like the light of his life, for 8 months I doted on him, gave him my heart and soul. Just for him to turn around and crush it with a single blow, trust me to walk in on my mother and boyfriend having sex...

This is what brought me to stand in my first ever apartment, it was decently sized as I made good money working for the local paper on the advice column. The interior was a tad bland but I never was one for decorating and I don't mind either way.