Hello fanfiction world, this is my first story so I'd LOVE YOU FOREVER if you read it and even more if you reviewed! So I really hope you enjoy, and the extended summary is below! (:

*THIS STORY TAKES PLACE AFTER BREAKING DAWN*

16 year old Amelia DuVella arrives in La Push, making a quite an impression on the Quileute boys. One in particular, but this girl has got a lot of secrets and she doesn't need anyone interrupting her or getting in her way. But when a Werewolf tries to break down her walls and discovers her deepest secrets, will he stay by her side? Or is this outcast just too damaged?

Hope you enjoy the first chapter!

ToFastToLive-ToYoungToDie

Amelia's Point Of View

Chapter One

My heart pounded in my chest, beating so loudly that my head began to ache. My breath was haggard as memories swam round in my mind, engulfing all rational thinking and suffocating it until crazed panic ensued. I could still hear Dana's screams…the rip of material…my bones cracking…his merciless, dark eyes. I let out a whimper, where the fuck was I? I'd been running for hours, I couldn't stop, not until the thoughts stopped. Blood leaked through my T-shirt, I needed to get to hospital, I had already lost far too much blood. I heard a low rumble of voices as I fought my way through the sharp branches as they scraped across my skin, ripping my flesh. I tried to run faster, but ended up slowing down because of my wound.

"Sam…can you smell that…blood." A murmur echoed through the forest,

Shit. Shit. Shit. Were they working for him? Looking for me?

I couldn't defend myself now that I was on the brink of death,

"It's probably just an animal, come on; we have to meet the guys on the beach." The voices distanced themselves and I calmed but didn't slow down.

Suddenly, I burst through the trees and toppled onto somebody that felt like they were made of brick. I let out a scream as the bullet lodged itself deeper into my stomach and subconsciously dug my nails into the person's chest I had collapsed onto.

"Uh…Seth…you've got a girl on your chest…" A voice from above me snickered,

"Oh god, are you OK?" He asked while helping me up, "I'm sorry, I…"

But he stopped when I dropped to my knees again, I didn't even look at them. I yelped as my stomach convulsed in pain and blood drooled from my mouth and onto the sand.

"Holy shit!" A boy exclaimed,

"Hospital," I groaned, my whole body shaking violently.

After that, all the voices echoed as somebody swept me up, I heard the name 'Sam' again and a few others, but eventually I gave in to the sweet release of unconsciousness.

"You promised me that you wouldn't see him again, Dana." I whispered angrily, staring down at my clenched fists, "YOU PROMISED!"

"I'm s-sorry," She whimpered in-between sobs.

"YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID TO ME DANA! YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID AND YOU TOOK HIS SIDE OVER MINE!" I screamed at her, "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE!"

"Amelia! I'm sorry! Please don't do this," She begged.

"I'm cleaning up your shit, that's what sisters do you STUPID, SELFISH LITTLE GIRL!" Tears streamed down my cheeks, "Why would you do this to me…?"

"I was trying to help…" She snivelled, trying to get off the hook for ruining our lives.

I let out a groan as the pain returned,

"Dana," I whispered. "Tyros…"

"She's waking up," A voice announced.

"Did you get the bullet out, Carlisle?" A heavier, more dominating tone asked.

"Indeed I did," The one named Carlisle smiled.

I opened my eyes slowly and winced as light beamed down from the bright hospital room light, but then a pale, blonde man blocked it.

I relaxed slightly, but the pain in my stomach grew as I tried to breathe in deeply.

"Hello, my names Carlisle, you're in Forks hospital in Washington. Can you tell me your name?" He asked softly in a voice I recognised as Carlisle's.

"A-Amelia…" I moaned and grimaced.

"And how did you get shot?" He inquired casually as if I was possibly going to answer him.

"I…I can't…I need to g-get out of here!" I ignored the blinding pain, pulled the needles that had been plunged into my wrists and stumbled out of bed, collapsing into someone's arms.

I stared up at the boy whom I'd fallen on and was pleasantly surprised, he had a cutely beautiful face, olive toned skin, Jet black cropped hair and an obvious Native American look about him. His chocolate brown eyes widened at me and his soft looking lips curled up into a smile, showing his dimples.

"Another one bites the dust…dun dun dun…" Someone murmured and they all sniggered, causing me to push away from him and sat on the edge of the bed, my hands trembling.

"Amelia, you need to rest if you want to heal quickly." The doctor advised as I lowered myself back into the bed,

"I just need to go home," I bit my lip, fighting back tears.

"Where's home?" The doctor sat on the edge of my bed, his eyes still on mine.

"Stop asking me all these questions!" I finally let tears break free and streak my cheeks, "I'll be gone as soon as I'm better, so none of this even matters!"

I cried into my hands,

A warm hand wrapped itself round my shoulder,

I looked up to see the cute boy,

"It'll be OK," He murmured.

"Don't touch me!" I exclaimed as loudly as I could, my throat burning, as I slapped his arms away. "Who are you? Who are all of you?"

I gazed around, at the similar looking, native boys and girls, or…men and women.

"We trying to help, love." A kind looking women with a scarred face that still allowed her to be beautiful replied,

"I don't need help," I whispered. "I need to be alone…"

"Alright guys, let's give her some time." The dominant boy who's voice I remembered from yesterday as Sam,

The doctor stayed to re-inject the needles and then he left.

And I was left alone with my memories.

Sorry it's pretty short but I promise the next one will be MUCH longer. So, love it? Hate it? Review please!