Here is the prologue of my newest story and first Twilight fanfic. I hope you all enjoy. Characters belong to Stephanie Meyer, and the plot is loosely based on a book by Carl Hiaasen.
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BPOV
"Mike, I'm really glad we did this." I said.
"Me too Bella, me too." As he said that, I really had trouble believing him. It was something in his eyes.
Mike and I had been married for three years, but for the past few months, things just seemed off. I was going to confront him about it, when he told me we should get away. I agreed, and here we are on a cruise off the coast of South Florida.
I looked into the eyes of my blonde haired, blue eyed, baby-faced husband, and I realized that the distance was back. He had seemed back to normal when we first got on board. But here we were out on deck, looking at the stars, uninhibited by city lights, and he was off in his own little world again. In fact, his eyes haven't really left the drink in his hand since we got on deck.
I stood there staring at him, through my brown eyes, I had my long brown hair down my back, in my blue loose, fitting wrap dress, leaning against the railing, wondering.
"Mike, talk to me. Please!"
"It's nothing, don't worry about it. Everything will be over soon."
"OK" I said as I went back to looking at the stars.
After a few minutes, I heard glass shatter. Mike had dropped his drink on deck and was leaning down to pick it up. I went to help him when I felt his arms wrap around my legs lifting me up off the deck and toward the railing.
I was falling and there was nothing I could do about it. That son of a bitch threw me overboard.
Please review and let me know if you feel it is worth continuing, Edward will make an appearance in the next chapter.