Hey Guys! Yes, I am doing another story (that I promise I will finish ;) ) But don't worry; I am still going to continue Truth and Dare Twilight. Actually, you should expect an update within the week. But any way, Here is chapter one! Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Percy Jackson YET, but I will! MUA HA HA HA HA!
Twisted Fates
Prologue
I always knew I was different, that I didn't belong with regular people, that I was just not the same as others. I get that. But, I have not a clue that, I was maybe even more a "freak" then them, the Cullen's. Maybe I was always not "normal", maybe in one point in my messed up life I wasn't an outsider, or a freak. But instead, part of the group, and maybe even had true friends. But to say that I was always defined that way was totally absurd. But, one can never tell when or how the life they have been dreaming up will happen or that you can let your guard down and just live the life you were meant to live.
But there is one thing I know. It is that my name is Bella Marie Swan, and I am a daughter of Aphrodite.
Twisted Fates
Chapter 1
Depression And Choices
Life sucks. Plain and simple. I mean really? Does it always have to crash and burn as soon as you get it to go your way? Does it always have to end badly? I missed Edward. I missed him more than I can tell, or at least with the few words a dictionary has to offer. He was my life, my soul. With him I was complete, I was whole. And now that he is not here, it seems as though my life shouldn't continue. And I knew I was the only one feeling this suffering, life-threating pain. He said it himself. He didn't love me; I wasn't good enough for him. And I didn't blame him for feeling this way. It was all 100% true; I mean how could anyone love ME? It was ridiculous. I can't believe he was able to keep up the charade until now. Even though I knew these things were true, I wish they weren't. I wish I was able to stand by his side and think that I was worthy of him, that we were meant together, but I know I wasn't good enough for him.
I was trying to keep my promise; I was trying to have a happy life. And sadly, he has so far done a good part of keeping his too. There wasn't one trace of him anywhere. He took my photos of him, the plane tickets from Carlisle and Esme, hes CD that he made me, and most of all, he wasn't there. And I so far couldn't feel the courage to move on myself. But today I was doing it. I was going to the place I haven't in over 3 years. My used to be home. Camp Half Blood.
Did you like it? Sorry, it's so short.
R&R
Percabeth trumps Jasper