Disclaimer: The names of the characters in this story are owned by Stephanie Meyer, not me.
I am trying out something new, I've never really written anything before but I want to give it a shot. I hope someone likes the story line! If you have any questions or suggestions I would love to hear them!
Preface:
I jumped violently, officially waking myself rudely from sleep. This was a common occurrence now; I had way too much on my mind. Breathing heavily and running my hand through my sweat dampened hair I propped myself up on my elbows, knowing I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep any time soon. Thank God it was Friday, well technically it was already two hours into Saturday. Details, details.
Flinching as my bare feet hit the cold, hard floor of my bedroom I headed to my window. As I lay my flushed cheek against it the wind decided to be particularly violent and send the tree branch barreling into the glass. CRASH! I started. Could nothing go my way tonight? Maybe the storm was what woke me. I could tell myself that but even as the thought emerged in my head I knew it was a lie. I knew the real reason. Did I like to admit it to myself? Hell no. Why did I have to be so weak? I was always the girl that people thought didn't need anyone, always so independent, and I prided myself in that. But deep inside me I knew I was pathetic. I was that girl who got caught up on guys. Well one guy…it had been months but his name still stirred up so much within me. Edward, why would you ever do this to me?