Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor its characters. All rights belong to Stephenie Meyer
Authors note: This is the first story that I ever wrote. I'm Dutch and this is also my first story wrote in English, maybe you'll notice that while reading tough I hope you won't. I'm totally open for feedback but please be nice ;).
Chapter one: Introducing Zoe
There I sat in an airplane, tired, broken and alone. I'm Zoë and I'm heated towards Seattle. From there on my journey will continue to Forks where my aunt Lynn will be waiting for me. Her Full name is Kaitlynn but I always called her Lynn. Lynn is my father's younger sister and she lives in Forks. In the weekend you can find her in la Push with her younger sister Emilie.
La push is a reservation in northern Washington where a Native American tribe lives called the Quileutes. Quileute blood runs in my dad's family as long as he can remember. Affrontingly my granddad and grandma passed away very early, long before I was born, leaving my dad and his younger sisters behind. Short after that my dad meets my mom, a young woman traveling trough the north of the USA.
They fall in love en spent much time together. After two years of dating they get married en they buy a cute little cabin on the rez. A few months later my mom gets pregnant, with me off course. On the 10th of January 1995, in the middle of a very, very cold night I was born, Zoe Elisabeth Joan White. My mom always told me I was a very healthy, sweet and happy kid, always smiling. I grew up happily, nothing missing in my life.
Until I turned 8 years old. That day the greatest disaster happened, I lost my dad. He died in a very tragic car accident. My mom and I where heartbroken. There where days that all we could do was cry. Short after his death my mom decided we move back to her home country. My mom was a born Dutch and her family lived in Holland. I have her eyes, light bluish / grey eyes. My dark brown slightly curled hair and light tanned skin color I got from my dad.
But back to Holland. My mom hired a house in the south of Holland. It was a really small place, hell it was a really small country. In the beginning I hated it, I wanted to go back home, back to the rez, the beach, the woods and my family. But after a few months I accepted it and I got settled.
I missed my dad every day, he was my roll model. There was a big hole in my chest and I thought it was never going to heal. When I was 10 I learned a way to deal with my grief and pain trough meditation. I used several ways to meditate ad found my peace in it. My mom and I found a way of living together and after a while we started to feel a little happy again.
When I was 15 I met my first boyfriend. I fell head over heals for this guy and thought he was the sweetest boy on earth. Boy… could I've been more wrong! Danny was very sweet in the beginning but after a few months he began to manipulate me mentally and emotionally. He told me the most horrible stuff about me and I believed him every time.
As if all the abuse, pain and grief weren't enough my mom got killed in a car accident 2 weeks after my 16th birthday. My world fell apart; the only safe thing on this earth was taken away from me. I was an orphan now, I just couldn't handle it.
And here I am now, in plain going to Seattle. My mom and dad signed the custody to my aunt Lynn and I was on my way to her. Finally I was going to the place I longed for the past few years. I only wished my mom was with me and my dad would be waiting for us. Thinking about it was too painful and quickly I blinked the tears away. I was tired of all the crying.
Tired I arrived in Seattle where Lynn was waiting for me. The moment I saw her I started running and flew in her arm and started sobbing. She hugged me close and whispered sweet soothing words in my ear while she stroked my hair. When I calmed down a bit she took my hand, got my bags and headed for the car.