I don't own twilight, everything belongs to the original owners nor do I make money writing this, however this story belongs to me.
Chapter one
There is an extremely prodigious thing about letting your hair down, both literally and figuratively. The sun was blazing against my skin, the warmth was welcoming. The wind was incessantly flowing through my hair as I cruised down the highway. My mind was clear. My destination was unknown. I was getting the hell out of that place. The place I called my home for over 22 years. That town had nothing for me. They had small town minds and small town bullshit.
I needed to get away from the bullshit I suffered through for the last five years. When I was 18 and fresh out of high school I was forced to marry my high school boyfriend. That was quickly shot to hell. It turns out he was a lying, cheating, son of a bitch.
"Where were you?" I demanded. I was royally pissed off it was the second time he missed out on dinner at my parent's.
"I told you I was going out with the guys. Relax." With every word that came out of his mouth I turned angrier. My glare was strong and I wasn't about to let it go easily.
"Re-fucking-lax! Relax!" I moved closer to him, I knew he wouldn't hit me. He was too much of a pussy. "I know you were not at the only bar in this fucking town 'cause I called. You were out with some whore. I'm not dumb. I'm leaving your ass." I made a move to go to the bedroom when he grabbed my arm.
"Babe, I was at the town over with Brady and the guys."
"You must think I'm either blind or stupid. I saw Billy today, you were not out with the guys stop fucking lying to me, I know you were out with some dumb whore." Before I could finish my sentence I felt a sharp stinging pain on the left side of my cheek.
To say I was shocked was an understatement. Something in me snapped.
"Babe, I'm sorry." He loosed the gripped he had on my arm. I knew I would have a bruise there tomorrow.
I went to the bedroom and packed my belongings. As I passed the living room he stood in front of me and I flinched, he held his hands up and backed off. Suddenly, out of nowhere he was on the floor with his back arched letting out a blood curdling scream.
"I'm sorry." He gasped out.
That night I went to my parents place and told them what happened and by the next week I was filing for a divorce. In just for months I was a divorced 23 year old woman and there was something special about me.
A year later I found out that my ex-husband had a two year old little girl and a new wife.
In that year I made a discovery there was something going on with my body but what happened with my ex that night never happened again no matter how many times I analyzed it. That was when I discovered that Forks was no longer a place for me. I am bound to find out.
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