Full Summary-Bella has never quite been the same when Edward left her three years ago, instead of turning to Charlie or her best friend Jacob she turns to somethings that could seriously screw her life up. She turns to drugs, alcohol, and her new friends at the bar to forget all that's happened to her. She hasn't spoken or seen Charlie, Jacob or anyone from her family in three years. Will her life turn around for the better? Will Edward and his family come back? And can she be saved from this dangerous life she is living? Read to find out...

Chapter One- My Life

"Closing time Bella!" Nicole shouted.

"Coming!" I shouted grabbing one more shot of Vodka.

I took the shot before setting it in the sink and walking/stumbling towards Nicole who was standing by the door waiting. We walked outside in the chilly air, Nicole locked up as we headed to our cars laughing.

"You cant even walk!" Nicole pointed out laughing.

"Can too!" I said.

Nicole walked over to Sarah and Brad who were all getting a ride with Nicole, we all worked together at the bar. Nicole owned the bar, Brad, Sarah and I just worked at it. We all met one night when Sarah and I came to party, Brad was already there and of course Nicole was too since she owned it. We all just clicked and have been together since.

"Oh no, you are not driving! I'm callin' you a cab!" Sarah said getting on her phone.

"I'm fine! I can drive!" I said slurring my words a little.

"Nope, not going to happen." She said.

I sighed and put my keys back into my purse, it wasn't that I was that wasted, but I wasn't going to argue with Sarah. I leaned against my car that apparently was staying in the parking lot tonight while I waited for this cab to come and get me so I could go home. I wasn't always like this, I used to be a good girl, who lived with her father in a small town in Washington and did what she was told. But all that changed when the person that I thought was the "love of my life" left me.

My friends Jake tried to help me, he really did, but I became distant with everyone when I turned to drugs and alcohol. There is a reason I turned to drugs and alcohol, I just don't like to think about it, I guess I'm afraid to admit that deep down I'm still in pain. Even if its been about three years since him and his family abandoned me. The cab finally showed up about twenty minutes later, Nicole gave the guy money a head of time because she knew I had no extra money, the money I did have was going towards the next stash of drugs I needed.

I said bye to my girls and got into the cab before he took off without saying a word, I didn't bother to buckle up, I didn't live too far away from the bar. I told him thanks before stumbling up the stairs to my apartment, everything was fuzzy. But it wasn't hard to make out the bright pink warning hanging on the door. I had exactly a week and a half to pay the rent. I sighed as I tore the notices off my door before unlocking it. I walked into my apartment, tossed the pink notice into the trash can along with the others, and headed for bed.

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"Leave me alone Dylan." I scolded as I headed to work.

"One date! What will one date hurt?" He asked following me.

"A lot." I mumbled as I pulled my hood up and kept walking.

"Fine, have a nice life." He mumbled back.

"Whatever Dylan." I whispered.

I was sick of dealing with him every single morning while I walked to work, he was almost always drunk anyway, not that I wasn't either but still. I ran across the street before walking up to the door to the bar, we had an hour before we opened. I blew in my hands as I walked up to clock in.

"You broke another bottle of Vodka." Nicole said walking in with a trash bag.

"I did?" I asked.

"Who else drinks Vodka here?" She asked.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay for it." I said.

"No you wont." She said before walking out to throw the trash away.

I smiled before going to the back room and hanging my jacket up and putting my things in my locker. Sarah and Brad weren't even here yet, which was surprising. I sighed walking up to the bar, one of the down sides to working at a bar is that you never know what to expect. Will there be a fight? Will someone get hurt? Will I get too drunk that I will hurt someone? Okay the last one is highly doubtful since I wasn't allowed to get too drunk on the job. We all followed the same rules, if the costumers buy us a drink we can take two. Any after we "wash" it down with beer, that means we spit the drink in a beer bottle. They know that by now but they never stop buying us drinks, they get to drunk to remember sometimes. I heard the door open and the bell ring, I looked up to see Fred walk in. Right on time.

"We're not open until another hour Fred! You know this!" I said walking around the bar.

"Your not?" He asked as if he didn't know.

"No we aren't, now you'll have to wait outside." I said leading him back out.

"Oh, okay. No problem." He said.

"See you soon Fred." I said.

Fred was our number one regular, he spends most of his day and night here at the bar. He always shows up at the same time, an hour early and always leaves at the same time, an hour late. But we don't complain, hes a regular and he is actually nice.

"Hey Fred." Nicole said as she followed me back inside.

"Hey Nicole." He replied.

I smiled and laughed a little, I walked over and sat down on a stool taking a deep breath and letting it out. Nicole walked over to the register and began to count the money in the drawer, the bell on the door jingled again, I half expected to see Fred again. But it was just Sarah and Brad coming in, I waved and smiled at them as they passed to go to the back room. I sighed before going to begin to wipe down all the tables, I was still hung over from the night before but I wasn't too bad. After making sure I did the tables, I started on the sweeping the floors.

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"What do you mean you don't have it?" I snapped.

"I mean I don't have it Bella! What don't you understand?" Jason snapped.

"You know what, whatever! I don't need your drugs!" I snapped right back.

I turned and walked away from the alley sticking my hands in my pockets, more money for me anyway. I didn't do a lot of drugs, just here and there every once in a while. I walked into to a small cafe and took a window booth, a waitress smiled as she walked over to me. I gave her my order before she went to tell the cook. I watched as the raid started up again, I watched the drops fall down the window slowly as soon as they hit the glass.

"Hey, I think I recognize you!" The waitress said as she set down my drink.

"Yeah?" I said.

"Yeah. You used to come in with that guy, he was real handsome he was! Had that bronze hair and those eyes! Man I could kill for a guy like that." She said.

Oh yeah, did I mention that this "small cafe" was where Edward and I went a lot? I just smiled a little and nodded.

"Where has he been? You guys still are together, right?" She asked.

"Can you just get my food, please?" I asked.

When no one was looking a slipped a little alcohol in my drink, I was going to need it if she kept on like this about him. But she didn't, just got my food and let me be. I paid for my food and left, left before she could say anything else, it hurt too much to be there right now. I ran to my car and slammed the door before sticking the key in the ignition. I stared blankly out of the windshield as the car beeped letting me know the keys were in. Tears began to spill and I could tell that this would be a night where I could have used those drugs.

So I got this idea when I should have been paying attention in Geometry... Oops! Haha, anyway, what do you think? Good? Bad? Should I keep going with it? I know I shouldn't start another story when I still have to get the last chapter of Forever up and keep writing Pain and Happiness but hey, I think this could be a good story! What do you think? Keep writing?