Hey guys! Looking back, my previous stories were just dreadful! It kills me to remember them. So I'm trying to get a little more serious with this story. Please tell me if you enjoyed it, if you're an author you know ther's nothing better than comments! (=
Chapter 1
Edward left me months ago, five to be exact, but the memory was still all too fresh in my mind. It replayed over and over in my thoughts, and worse in my dreams. I got so little sleep, I was afraid. I had dreams about him coming back, only to wake up and remember how horrible my life was. I had nobody. I had nothing. Charlie had given up on me, and so had all my friends. I had dropped out of Forks High. I never did any of the work, and there was no way I could graduate if I tried.
I took another swig from my flask, I had been drinking the hard stuff lately, it helped. Helped to dull the pain, but only slightly. Luckily Charlie had so many bottles of liquor in the kitchen he had never noticed me filling my flask almost every day. I tried to settle down with a little music, but it didn't make me feel any better. Taking, yet another, gulp of vodka I decided that maybe a little sunshine could brighten the miserable day. Probably not, but what did I have to lose?
A little tipsy, I stumbled to the bathroom and began to untangle the knots in my long brown hair. It was dull, it had no luster, like the rest of me. My eyes were hollow and sad, and my cheek bones were more promonant due to my lack of eating. After I was looking acceptional for the outside world, I walked down the stairs to the front door. As I turned the handle a bright beam of light in my eyes made me squint. I had locked myself in my dark room for so long my eyes were having a hard time ajusting to the light.
I walked through the grass, whick was damp and squishy, a product of the almost constant rain clouds that loomed over Forks like perpetual sadness. I walked to the thicket of evergreens that stood about fifty feet from the house. I liked the woods. The familiar scent to pine, the green moss that grew on every rock and tree, and, most importantly, the memories of him attracted me to the woods. I sat down on the muddy ground, not caring about the stain that would surely end up on my jeans. Closing my eyes, I was taken back to all the happy memories of Edward. Our first kiss, our proclomations of love for eachother, and when he saved me from James. But searching through my memories brought back that one terrible memory. "I don't love you, anymore." He had said. "I don't want you to come with me." A sob racked through my small body and I started to go into hysterics.
I felt a presents, around me. I looked up to see a mass of flaming red hair and bright red eyes looking straight at me. Victoria.
So um let me know if you liked it and if I should continue or if I'm a failure. Thanks!