Preface
Trust is a fickle thing. It takes years to build, and seconds to break. Strangely, I had been very trusting since birth; I could immediately tell whom I could and couldn't trust by a mere glance at a face. Trust was something I held closest to me, to be able to rely solely on those nearest to my heart was possibly the most valuable thing I owned.
I never thought I'd be completely alone. I never thought that one my day secret desire of being free to do as I pleased - free of restriction and watchful eyes would be the one thing I would come to despise most.
I guess that's what happens when trust is broken. Be careful what you wish for.
A/N: I do not own Twilight, or any characters/plots related to Twilight. This is simply for fun.