A/N: Hey, I'm going to keep this short. Thanks for reading and I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned Twilight, but I don't. Stephenie does.
'I don't want you'
Those words haunt me day in and day out. I hear them everywhere. He doesn't want me. I get that, and yet my heart still aches and tortures me every second of every hour of every day. I fight so hard and if I win the battle, there is still the war to face afterwards.
'It'll be as if I never existed'
His presence is everywhere: my mind, my room, my house, my truck, the school. What a useless promise. He existed, though he tried to hide it. He hid it well. Though, every time I enter my room, I feel as if something lingers.
I feel numb all over. My mind has shut down and my body is a shell. Outside you see blankness, nothing. Inside, the pain, despair, guilt, and betrayal all fight a war to make the outside show what is happening inside. Yet the outside still shows nothing.
My life ended the moment he left. I am basically not alive anymore, although, I sometimes hear words from the people around me that register in my mind and stick with me for a while. Words like catatonic, hospitalize, and Quileutes. Most of time, though, I can't focus on the people around me enough to listen because the pain makes it difficult.
It's been six months since he left me. I still feel numb. Charlie stopped trying to talk to me months ago. Renee and Phil were killed in a car accident a week after he left, after Renee came to try to make me move in with her.
I woke up tonight screaming from my nightmares and gasping for breath. I somehow starting thinking about about my life and decided it was time for a change. I formed a plan that would take place next Friday.
If my plan worked, I would be in London, England by Saturday morning.
This is my first fanfic. Did I do well? What do I need to improve on? Please review. Thanks again for reading. =)