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I sat at the police station, I'd just been questioned and it wasn't something that I ever wanted to have to go through again. I walked to the toilets were I looked at myself in the mirror, my eyes were red and puffy from the continuous crying that I had done in the past 18 hours. I splashed cold water on my face and wiped the makeup off of my face. I closed my eyes and willed myself not to go back to the most horrifying moment of my life.

Although I knew I could will the image of my parents dead on the floor out of my mind for the rest of my life and know that it would never work. It would haunt me forever.

A sharp knock on the door brought me out and back into the station. The elderly police officer gave me a warm smile, asking me to come and take a seat again. "So, Katrina, we got in contact with your Uncle, Charlie Swan. He said that you can stay with him, in Forks. He's booking your flight for Wednesday, not tomorrow but the next day. And he's sorting out a removal truck for all of your things. Would you like me to take you home or do you have a relative that you could stay with for the next few nights?"

"I don't have anyone here… Home I guess," I mumbled. The officer nodded and stood up and began to exit the station. I got up slowly and followed suit, sliding into the backseat of the patrol car.

I locked the door behind me, I waited for the sound of the car driving away before I broke down. I fell to the floor looking around the house, empty. Like my life. Both of my parents were dead. They weren't coming back, ever. The tears were falling freely now, I didn't bother to hide them or wipe them away.

I don't know how I ended up having the strength to move but I slowly made my way from the ground and into my Mum and Dads room. I half expected to see mounds in the respectful sides of the bed, breathing softly, alive. But their bed was still made, a few wrinkles where they had sat on the side of the bed. I cried harder and went and got into their bed, I fell asleep with the comforting scent of them surrounding me.

I woke up the next morning groggy and disoriented. Then everything came crashing back to me, and it was shit.

I hopped out of my parents bed and tried my best to compose myself, I had until tomorrow to sort everything out and I didn't have time to cry anymore. I made myself a coffee and went for a shower with the drink— it's actually quite nice. I quickly got dressed into torn up skinny jeans and a lose sweater with Mickey Mouse on it.

I found my phone that was still on the floor by the front door, I quickly dialled Uncle Charlie.

"Hello," an extremely sad and tired Charlie answered.

"Hey, Charlie," I said, not realising how gruff and scratchy my voice sounded.

"Katrina… How are you holding up?"

"Fine, considering… Listen I don't want you to worry about booking a flight or a truck or anything. I can drive to Forks, Seattle isn't far away at all," I said, I felt like a burden enough, I didn't need him to be spending any more money than necessary on me.

"No, Katrina, it's fine."

"Uncle, please," I said quietly.

I heard a huff on the other line and finally he gave in, though I don't think that either of us was in the mood to even try arguing about it. But the only condition was that I still was to leave tomorrow. Time to start packing.

I went down to Walmart— where I work, or used to— eventually I was able to tell them what happened, though it absolutely killed me to say it out loud, and I got a bunch of boxes for all of my stuff.

When I got home I spent the day packing, trying to push everything to the back of my mind. I usually do this when something that is insane for me to believe, or something that hurts me happens to me. I wasn't able to keep it there though so I cried and composed myself, got back to packing then started crying again, this was basically all I did that day. By about 11PM I was done and tired as all hell. But I couldn't sleep, not while knowing that tomorrow my life would be completely turned up-side-down. New school, no job, no friends, no real home.

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Also this is set at the start of Eclipse.

-Louise x