Hellooooz. So some may know my Love Me Break Me thing with Twilight. Well, That was almost a year ago or more. I don't care for it anymore really. So, I've had this concept brewing in me about this RP Character I have. I had this really nice Romance thing going on. Well, not that dirrrty people. But it had a Vampire attack...a Vampire boyfriend...and revenge! So, stick around, please. XD I'm going to put this into a story form, I might add some things, and then might add more to it to make it into a full story even with an ending...or not? Series?

Well, enjoy this prologue.

Chapter Theme Song: "Rain" By Breaking Benjamin

Strange isn't it? How you can be leading a normal life with parents, a brother, friends, and even a loyal fish named Bill. It's it just God awful pathetic how one turn of events can change all of that. Excuse me for using God in this, but how else am I to state the extremities of this situation? I dunno, I'm just a girl thrown into a secret world that virtually, isn't so secret at all.

I know this must be utterly confusing, so let me take you back to the beginning. It was a simple ordinary day. A warm Saturday where clouds dotted the skies and breezes slid through your window and into your room with ease. It was one of those calm and collected days. I was on my bed – four-poster to be exact, with a mint green comforter and dark mahogany boarding. My pillows were a perfect fit with my light brown monkey stuffed animal wedged between two of the smaller pillows. But usually where he would be neatly sitting in his rightful place, he was against me, with my arm holding him tight to my chest. His fake fur brushed my nose uncomfortably as the musky hairs caught my tears.

I could hear a muffled voice from the phone I had dropped. It hung over the edge, its only savior the charger that clung to its outlet. It was that woman's voice. She seemed to be calling for me with a professional hint of worry.

"Miss? Miss? I'm sorry, Lena? May I call y-" The voice cut off with a sigh just as the dial tone crackled into hearing. The sound just only seemed to cause a spasm of both fear, rage, and sorrow through me. A violent shudder passed through my body as I tried to choke the tears down.

The sound of my brother's car pulling up the drive way brought me out of my state of hysteria. I grunted out as I forced no more tears to fall as I sat up in my bad, still clutching to Carl. I weakly stood up and shambled slowly toward my window, seeing my brother shutting his car door as he rubbed his bloodshot eyes. I curled my lip in disgust as I noticed the marks of drug use on his face. The blemishes from Meth that painted his cheeks and forehead most unattractively.

I would die before I was handed over to him.

I turned away from my window and out into the hallway. At the top of the stairs I stood before easing my way down onto the floor to sit, Carl propped up in my lap, his tail curling around his waist. I could hear the front door's lock jingle and the knob twisted to allow the door to ease open. I couldn't waste anytime. Dancing around the subject would just allow me to break down.

"Mom and dead were in an accident…"

My voice came out gritty and harsh. I winced at the soar feeling in my throat.

Jared blinked disbelievingly as his lips parted and pursed shut. His eyes glanced around erratically. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I mean Mom is in a Coma, and dad is dead."

I looked down as my hands gripped one another. I didn't dare look up at him, and all I heard was the door opening slowly before it slammed shut with a harsh shudder of the walls around it.

I shuddered too.