Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series
Here is a new story i been playing around with a while. Please find the time to review as i would like to kow if you like it before i write the next chapter. Its my first story so here it is enjoy!
Chapter 1: Introduction
Ever looked in the mirror and wondered who it is staring back at you? I've lost count on how many times that thought crossed my mind. Right now I'm sitting in my bedroom plastering god knows how much make up making myself look orange, getting ready for another party at a new club in Port Angeles. But its what I do to keep up this charade.
I'm Isabella Swan also know known as the 'Bitch' or 'slut'. I used to go by the name of Bella but didn't find it appropriate with the new me. There are many more nicknames for me but I tend not to keep up with them. I do admit I shamelessly fall into that category of so called nicknames but I don't care. Right now I'm looking forward to getting wrecked and getting away from the past that keeps haunting me.
These days I tend to keep to myself, I don't see the point of having any friends any more that why I pushed them away. If anybody tries to speak to me I just give them a look of 'why the fuck are you speaking to me?' and usually reply with an insult. As for my school grades, well all I can says it that its gone out the window and there no chance of catching up now. I used to do well in my subjects especially English literature. I used to lose my self in a good book but I lost the passion for reading long ago. Then there's my dad, or as I like to call him Charlie. We used to have a good relationship where you didn't have to speak many words to show that you care. But now all we do is argue and go for weeks not speaking at all. I know he tries to make me happy but honestly, I've lost all respect for him. I just don't care. I've stopped contact with my mum, Renee. It kills her to see what I've become but its not as if she has to deal with 24/7 for the rest of her life. I don't even feel guilty treating them the way I do. The way I see it is that the world could burn to hell and I wouldn't care.
As far as relationships are concerned I have none. Unless you count going from one man to another within an hour a relationship. I only go out with men who have left school and have enough money to spend on me but they never last long. Going out with high school boys is a waste of time. At the beginning it was fun but then I realised I could have any one I want and decided to up my game. Before I never really went out with boys and if I did I would take that relationship seriously. And that exactly what happen when HE came into my life. I loved him and he loved me or so I thought. I gave that relationship everything but what a HUGE FUCKING mistake that was and I'm never going to make that mistake again!
I never used to be this cold heartless bitch that I am now. I used to dream about becoming like him so we could spend the rest of eternity together. He made me promise I wouldn't do anything stupid and I regret it from the moment I said. It's not as if he kept his promise! I used to care about my life, my friends, my family, my future family and him..that was until he left... But now I'm just … empty....
