Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight saga by Stephenie Meyer

I hope you enjoy my first try at a story having to do with Twilight!


When you first wake up everything is scattered and hazy and it takes a minute or two for your brain to figure out what's happening, to gather your surroundings and decide what to do next. Waking up really sucks sometimes. Especially if you're me, Bella Swan, a girl whose mystical boyfriend, Edward Cullen … wince … had dumped three months ago. Yes, waking up and remembering your boyfriend left you and that every minute without him your chest feels like it has a huge hole in it can ruin your day before it even starts.

About a couple of weeks after he left the shock had worn off and I had time to dissect our conversation in the woods. I was of course not happy with what I had discovered. What a lying, bloodsucking bastard! He had led me on for months, used me and played with my feelings and emotions when he had no such feelings towards me. What pissed me off the most was not just his lying, but also that even if he lied to me, I still was very much in love with him. What the hell was wrong with me? What kind of girl loves the boy that lied and left her in the woods? I'll tell you, a girl who has problems, that's who.

Well this crying and moping around ends here. I'm not going to let him ruin my life. I might never get over him, but I still can live my life the best way I can. I still have my friends and Charlie. First things first, I need to get rid of everything that has some connection towards him or his family. Walking to my closet I opened it up and began grabbing objects left and right. His favorite color on me was blue. Everything blue has got to go. I made a pile of everything blue and turned back to my closet. The clothes and shoes Alice had bought me were next. Another pile was made. What was left of my closet was not much. I decided a shopping trip was in order. Great, I thought shopping, its my favorite thing to do. I bit back a sarcastic laugh. Damn, I've changed a lot. I guess anyone in my position would change though. I'm not the only one that has gone through this. Well, beside the part about him being a vampire.

I went downstairs and picked up some trash bags and went back upstairs to fill the trash bags with my clothes, shoes, etc… Carrying the bags to put downstairs, I started to walk towards my door. Before I could make it there though I tripped on something and crashed down hard on the wooden floor. My bags flew from my hands and landed softly, but my landing was hardly soft. I had fallen on my knees and my face had connected with the floor. I turned on my stomach and cursed for a few minutes, glad that Charlie was away fishing with Billy to notice my extreme fall and the curses I was spewing out of my mouth.

Getting my self up took awhile, but I did it. I gathered my clothes that had fallen out of my bags and put them back in. When I had finished that I turned around to find what I had tripped over. At first I didn't see anything, but my hard wood floor, but looking more carefully I could see one of my floorboards had risen up off the floor somewhat. I got down on my hands and knees that were still throbbing and crawled slowly towards the loose floorboard. Reaching the floorboard I grabbed one side of it and pulled upwards. Nothing happened. Trying again I pulled again. Nothing. Deciding to pull one more time before giving up I pulled again. This time the floorboard came up. Peering inside I gently put my hands in and felt around to see if there was something within.

Finally, when I had lost all hope of finding something I felt the coldness and hardness of metal and something papery. Grabbing the items I pulled them up to take a look.

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-Topazeyes137-