Fighting Against Self is in Bella and Edward POV. Might pull out a JPOV or other's, but not many.

This story came to me while watching 'The Runaways' but it's not a crossover at all.

Hope you enjoy. Reviews are helpful.

Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.

Fighting Against Self

Chapter 1

Meeting Neighbors

Let's face it. We all hate our neighbors. Their loud, their annoying, and when the holiday's come their family members take up all the parking space's in the neighborhood. Though I was lucky growing up in Denali Alaska I met my two best friends, since they were my neighbors. But after I moved from Alaska and into San Diego, that's when I really understood the meaning of hating your neighbors. Every year during the holiday's, there was always so much noise, barley any silence. Not to mention that the house in front of my own had been under construction to add another floor for the past year and a half. My mom's an interior designer, so I know it does not take that long to construct the second floor.

I lived with two other people in our home. My best friend but more like a brother Jasper Hale. Jasper grew up with me in Alaska. He was my next door neighbor. We met when he accidentally threw his basketball to my side of the fence. He'd come over and asked for it. Soon after, we were both playing outside.

His sister Rose was my second best friend. Though she was a chick and I had balls, Rose was a pretty cool girl best friend. Rose helped me pick up chicks anyways. She was my…wing-women.

Right after high school, we'd both applied to all the same colleges. We ended up settling for San Diego University. It was a pretty cool school.

We were in our 3rd year in and we were having the time of our lives.

I live next to your obvious American family to my left. The male is your typical American guy that dresses in suites and works in an office. The female wears those weird Steford Wives sort of dresses. They live in their perfect white picket fence house. They have one son, who loves to play with cars outside their house. Their daughter plays with dolls and hopscotch with the other little girls around. Their too perfect and really annoying.

The ones at my right their's a bunch of guys living in it. They have party's night and day. Don't get me wrong, once in a while we crash their party and chill with them, but it would be nice to have some quiet when I'm trying to study for finals.

My other neighbors are the ones that butt in and want to know everything. Like this one time I had a girl stay over the night, I don't honestly remember her name anymore, and my neighbor walked up to me while I was taking out the garbage, asking me all this questions about who she was and why she'd left at 6 in the morning. Seriously, was there no privacy this days.

Surprisingly though, all the guys living to my right moved out. I'd heard they were having problems paying the rent. The point was that, maybe once they were gone, we'd have a little more quiet right?

The house had been put up for sell for the past 6 months. Just recently, the house had been piled with a bunch of workers remodeling the house. At least they had the decency to work during the early week days while I was out at school. I barley heard any noise at all.

By the time the house had been finished, it had left me thinking a nice family would move in. The house had been painted a nice dark brown color, with a swing under the porch, and a rose garden in the front yard. There was no white picket fence, but I had seen a dog house in the back yard. Their pool had been remolded, the tiles changed into a darker color. I wasn't stalking, trust me, but you could see everything in the back from my room.

Moving trucks came after. An interior designer was hired and working to get the inside perfect. I'm sure my mother could have done a better job.

The months passed and it had been a whole year, no one had moved in yet. I'd though it might have been a family who wanted a get away house, but that seemed highly unlikely.

The start of my senior year of college was close to beginning. I was getting home from working out at the gym when I saw a yellow Porsche parked in the neighbors house. The car was nice and very ostentatious. The red giant jeep next to it wasn't all that different, it was just as extravagant as the Porsche. Then there was the beautiful black mustang with the dark gray racing stripes next to the jeep. I was very intrigued into seeing who my new neighbors would be.

Now I just needed to wait and see who came out the house.

I didn't have to wait for long really. Jasper and I were outside washing our cars when we saw the door open. The first to come out was a short female. She was very stunning with obvious good looks. Her hair was short and spiky, a dark shade of black. Her eyes were green and she wore make up that only made her eyes even more brighter. She wore a gray dress with a fluffy skirt and black tights under. One look at her, and you'd think she was a pixie.

The other behind was just as gorgeous, if not more. She was a few inches taller then her pixie friend. Her hair was past her hips in mahogany curls. Her eyes were big chocolate eyes that held so much amusement and joy. She wore a black hoddie with the logo for UCSD, a brown leather jacket over it, and dark faded jeans with rips on the knee. Her feet were covered by brown uggs, the expensive kind, and she carried a black channel purse.

I'm not gay, I promise, but I did grow up with Rose.

The last to come out wasn't a female. It was a big buff guy. He was full of muscles and taller then both girls. He looked more like a giant next to them, but he wasn't all that tall from Jazz and I. Though Jazz and I were in shape, this guy looked as if he was on steroids. His hair was dark, short, but curly. If you looked at him, you could see a few features similar to the pixie girl.

But to be honest, I was more interested in the brunet.

The pixie women stopped in her steps when she saw Jazz and I looking at them. We both just smiled and nodded at them. She smiled brightly and grabbed a hold of the brunets hand.

"Hi! You must be our neighbors." her voice was high pitched and full of excitement. The brunet next to her smiled but rolled her eyes.

"Way to state the obvious tinker bell." so I wasn't the only one that though she looked like a pixie. Tinker bell was a pixie wasn't she?

"Shut it bells." it made me wonder what bells stood for.

"Yeah. We live here with my sister. This is Edward, no relations, but we grew up in the same town. I'm Jasper." Jasper held out his hand for the tinker bell. She happily took it. I swear it looked like she was just bursting with energy.

"I'm Alice. This is our sister Isabella…"

"Bella." the beautiful brunet interrupted, giving a sly smile. Her name did her justice. In Italian, Bella stood for beautiful.

"anyways…and our big brother Emmett." Emmett nodded at us, standing behind Bella.

"So your all related?" I asked.

"Yeah." they nodded.

"Beautiful and all, but Bella doesn't look alike to you." Jasper blurted out. I reached over and smacked the back of his head. Sometimes he had the tendency to put his foot in his mouth. Bella laughed and nodded, her eyes staring back at my own.

"Well that's because I'm the adopted sibling. Emmett and Alice are related."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry." Jasper said. Bella nodded and brushed it off.

"So where'd you move from?" I asked.

"Washington. Some shity town called Forks." Emmett spoke for the first time. He looked intimidating and his voice was just as intimidating, but the tone of his voice made it seem sort of peaceful and chill.

"Are you guys originally from here?" Alice asked, her eyes on Jasper. I could see the instant sparks between them. I wasn't sure if that was good or bad. Jasper didn't usually stick to one chick. So I didn't want to start fights with my new neighbors. Especially when I was interested on Bella.

"No. We grew up in Denali Alaska. Edward and I met when we were kids and we've been best friends since." Bella looked at her watch and then looked at Alice.

"Tinker bell, we got to go." Bella whispered to her. Alice looked form Jasper and suddenly remembered something. Her surprised face said it all.

"Shit. Your right. Well it was nice meeting you Edward and Jasper. But we go to run." just like the first time, she grabbed Bella's hand and dragged her to the giant red jeep. Emmett waved goodbye as they all drove out the house.

"Interesting neighbors. I call dibs on Alice." I rolled my eyes and smiled at him.

"I wasn't interested in Alice." he smirked right back at me. Satisfied, we got back to cleaning our cars.

BPOV

"So tell me what happened after." I took in a shaky breath and whipped away the tears that fell from my eyes. I stared at the elderly women sitting in front of me, watching her looking at the notepad in her lap and dotting things down. Yes she was one of those psychologists.

"I woke up in a hospital with Emmett looking terrified." I felt his big hand squeeze mine and looked up to see the scared look on my brothers face. I knew I'd made Alice and Emmett hurt a lot, but I hadn't thought it would be this bad. I hadn't really considered their feelings at all.

"Emmett, is there something you'd like to add?"

"Well…when I'd found her…I'd though she was dead. I remember holding her in my arms and crying. Her body was just limp in my arms, so pale and bleeding…I felt guilty."

"Guilt! Why?" I screamed.

"I just…I could have stopped it if I knew what was going on. Bella we could have prevented this."

"Yeah Bells. I mean…if we hadn't been so lost doing our own thing…we could have seen the signs." Alice said. She sat on my other side, holding my hand tightly.

"Guys…it wasn't your fault though. I was…just lost. I'm sorry." they hugged me and I cried silently, feeling so depressed.

"This is good. Your all talking about it and trying to understand each other. Well…it looks like our session is done. How about we pick it up next Thursday at 4 pm?" we all nodded. Dr. Silver stood off her seat and shook our hands. We all said a quick goodbye to her and left out the door. We were quiet was we drove back home, lost in our own thoughts. Mine went back to the past year, reliving those awful dark days of feeling alone. I took a deep breath and decided that it was time to move forward. I would get better and I would be happy again, happy to be with my brother and sister.