Hello There! It's been along time since I've started a story. I am nervous but pretty excited with what is to come. I was inspired by Kingsmen the movie and before you click the back button, its loosely based upon the movie. My story is not that movie. SOOOOO check it out. I'm also looking for a beta so please message me if you're interested.
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I was running. Scared. Confused. Terrified.
"Bella! Bella! get upstairs honey! get up…" and then my world collapsed around me. I woke up in bed, sweat pouring down my body and my fathers voice still echoing in my ear years after his death.
It was always the same dream.
Running one hand over my face in an attempt to eradicate the disturbed memory. I reached one arm up and blindly searched for a water bottle on my nightstand. Finding it, I took one large gulp in an attempt to calm my racing heart and try to breathe. This, this had all become a cruel routine. And life after my father was as nothing I could've ever imagined.
I had left Forks as soon as I could. The sympathetic looks, petty whispers had all become too much. I knew the moment the schools bitch, Irina Malnikova, expressed her condolences and invited me to "hang out" that it was time for me to leave. Who would've thought, right? The towns golden girl would leave behind her fathers home and the community that raised her so suddenly. But I never expected the town folk to understand. So I moved my self to Arizona to finish off my senior with my mom and then left to attend the University of Chicago. But before I left my life behind for good there were a few things I needed to do. And that included going back to Forks to tie loose ends. I didn't even care about the dirty looks or the name calling when I got back from college. My life had changed, these people would forever remain a distant memory and my fathers house was the only thing keeping me there. So I sold it, put all of his assets in a bank, and finally freed myself from fucked up Forks-ville.
I met Angela and Ben, high school sweethearts, from Yonkers, New York. They basically were my only friends throughout college. I had tried to maintain a low key image because the incident had raised a lot of national news coverage and the last thing I needed were people to give me the same treatment or a boyfriend that wanted to pry into my life. I had no need or want for a relationship and casual sex was definitely not my thing. So my virginity til now has been locked in and would be until I was comfortable. Yes we partied and I had done things with guys, but College was a time for me to really work as hard as I could to get a degree. It was what my father had wanted.
And now as a 24 year old working for the Chicago Stock Exchange as a young ambitious Market Research Analyst it was a dull life, but a life my father would've wanted for me. A life that promised no drama and kept me safe.
My clock blinked a vicious 5:45 a.m. and it was with a tired sigh I cuddled underneath my big blue comforter to get whatever sleep I could.