AN: This is the only time we're going to put the disclaimer… So everything belongs to S. Meyer. Except for new characters.
Prologue
La Push; I had family that lived there, and soon I was too. I was currently in the hospital slash psyche ward, my parents sent me there when they walked in on me passed out on the bathroom floor. They were coming to visit me when they were in a car accident. Neither one of them survived.
It was my fault. If I hadn't gone to that stupid party, none of this would ever happen.
Every one of the nurses asked why I cut, and I always said the same thing; 'Because I wanted to.'
I had an Aunt and Uncle who lived in La Push, and this nutcase case worker was taking me to them. We were on a plane with an hour left to go.
What a fun hour…
