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This story is also different from anything I've ever written. It's adding a whole new character to come in and spice things up. It's gonna be dramatic and intense! Enjoy!

Revenge and Happiness

Prologue: The Beginning

I grew up as Lydia Marie Dwyer. Daughter of Renee and Phil Dwyer. My mother was loving, erratic, and somewhat harebrained. We spent most of the time living in a 3 bedroom home in Jacksonville, Florida.

I was a mid life crisis baby. My parents were in their forties when I was conceived. I was close with my mom even though at times it felt like I was the parent.

I didn't know, but I grew up in a tangled web of lies and secrets. On my 18th birthday my world was turned upside down and shattered. On the way home from a baseball game my parents car was hit head on by a drunk semi driver. Phil was killed instantly.

I remember driving to the hospital in a frenzy, my emotions were all over the place and I couldn't control them. My mother was awake, but she was fading fast.

That was the night I learned the truth. It was never what I believed. I thought I lived in a happy family with no lies. But I was wrong.

**

"Come here darling. I have some things to tell you." Renee coughed.

I could see and feel her pain. It was excruciating.

"Mom, you shouldn't talk." I whimpered.

"I have to tell you Liddy. I'm sorry. Just know I'm sorry."

"Mom what is it?"

I watched her face anxiously and I could feel her inner battle. She was warring with herself. She took a deep breath and I could feel her resolve.

"Honey… Phil wasn't your biological father."

I was floored. Part of me wanted to be angry. Part of me wanted to scream at her. But her sadness and the situation kept me grounded.

"Mom?" I asked in a hurt accusing tone.

"You had a sister Lydia. From my first marriage. Her name was Isabella."

A sister? WHAT?

"I don't understand." I cried.

"She would be 37. She died. 18 years ago…"

My breathing was shallow as I held myself together. Trying desperately to not break down. This was important.

"She jumped off a cliff. She had been suffering a major depression. Phil couldn't come to her funeral. I was there alone with Charlie."

As she spoke the name a small smile played across her lips. It was wistful and sad.

"We comforted each other the only way we knew how. You're our miracle Lydia. He was scared. I never told Phil… But you need to go to him. To your father. Charlie Swan."

She was coughing again. It was rough and her body shook from the force.

"where mom?"

"In Forks. Forks, Washington." her voice took on a whispered urgency.

"Mom…"

"I love you Lydia… I'm sorry…"

I watched as my moms eyes bugged out from the lack of oxygen.

"Mom please… I'm still so confused…" I begged.

Her monitors began beeping frantically and nurses and doctors rushed the room. I backed myself into a corner crying softly.

Those few minutes I'd lost everything. Everything I'd ever known had been one big lie.

**

It was September 16th. Three days after my birthday. I had a suitcase packed and I called a taxi to drive me to the airport.

I felt numb. I didn't know whatto think. Everything I ever knew was all a lie. I had been given all the legal documents. I shared a birthday with my deceased sister. She'd killed herself only four months after her 18th birthday. It was unsettling. From the documents and newspaper clippings I'd found revealed she was in a downward spiral after her boyfriend left.

I couldn't ever fathom taking my own life. Not over a boy.

The plane ride was long and irritating. It gave me too much time to think. I didn't even know where Charlie lived. But I was hell bent on finding it. What do you say to a father you've never met. "Hi Dad. I'm your daughter."

I ran my fingers through my dirty blonde hair sighing. I looked at my lap which held all the legal documents. I pulled out a picture, it was my mom there was no doubt. Younger. With a girl who looked a lot like me. We had the same heart shaped face. We were about the same height. Our noses and chins were the same. But my eyes were blueish green. More like my mothers eyes. My hair was a dirty blonde… Well more like a strawberry blonde with brown streaks. It was past my shoulders.

I wish I could have met you sis. But I'm determined. I'll found out as much about you as I can.

My mind was racing and I was nervous. The attendant came over the radio saying we were landing. It made my anxiety that much worse. I felt the plane touch the ground at the airport in Port Angeles. It was a little over 40 miles outside of Forks, according to the directions I was given. The only problem was I didn't know where in Forks to look. I took the shuttle to the car rental place and picked up my burgundy Ford Taurus.

I followed the directions and entered the small town of Forks. I'd never been in such a beautiful place. It was so green with life. It was heavily wooded and unlike anything I'd ever seen before.

Upon entering the city my rental car began sputtering and came to a complete stop.

"shit." I grumbled looking around my surroundings.

I sighed in relief when I noticed I had conveniently broken down in front of a mechanic shop.

'Black and Sons'

I walked in and was greeted by a man in his early thirties.

"May I help you Miss?" He asked pleasantly.

"Well my car broke down." I said slowly.

He was staring intently at my face as he watched me. He seemed to come out of his trance and coughed, "Where?"

"Right there." I laughed pointing out the window.

"Well luck is on your side today…" He trailed off.

"Lydia!" I exclaimed realizing he needed a name.

"Oh, well where are you staying Lydia."

"Oh, Uhm, I'm not sure yet."

He chuckled as he walked around the car. "This is going to take a day or two." He informed me.

"Oh."

I think he caught on to my despair.

"What brings you through Forks?" He asked.

"I'm looking for somebody."

"I know just about everybody here." He smiled more friendly.

"I'm looking for Charlie Swan."

He studied me more intently then before, "Why."

"It's a long story." I mumbled.

I felt like I was getting the third degree from this beautiful stranger and I couldn't stand it. He had short dark hair and russet skin. He was most definitely handsome.

"I know him personally, he doesn't like to be seen."

So he wasn't going to help me. Fine he wanted the ugly truth.

"I'm his daughter. Which I didn't know until 3 days ago when my mother told me."

"You're Charlie and Renee's?" He asked.

Why did he look so angry.

"Yes, I grew up thinking Phil was my dad. But now that they're both gone… I want to meet my real dad. Everything is so different. I found out I had a sister… I never knew about her. I just recently seen a picture."

By this point tears were cascading freely down my face.

"Bella."

His voice had gone to a whisper and he looked horrified.

"You knew my sister?" I asked hopefully.

"She was my very best friend."

"Could you take me to Charlie?"

He nodded.

I followed him to an old beat up blue truck and we drove. We pulled up to a small run down looking home and he stopped.

"I'll bring your car here."

The man I learned was Jacob told me.

I nodded my head and I walked up to the front porch. I knocked gently and stood there feeling completely stupid.

The man who opened the door was grey and looked haggard with age and sadness.

"Dad?" I whispered.

I instantly could see the resemblances. I knew he was my dad.

"Lydia?"

He looked completely shocked but not unhappy.

I began crying and he ushered me into the small living room.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Mom is dead… Her and Phil in an accident. She told me to come to you…" I sobbed rambling.

"Well… You can stay as long as you want kiddo. Renee's been sending me photos of you for a long time."

His smile was warm and familiar, and it felt right. It felt like home.

"Let me give you the grand tour." He said. His smile looked out of place, like it had been a long time since he really smiled.

The kitchen was small with hideously yellow cabinets. Then he led me to the stairs. The hallway was narrow and there were four doors.

"This here is the bathroom and the closet for towels, that's my room." He paused when turning to the last door.

I knew then it had been Bella's room.

"I could sleep on the couch." I offered.

He shook his head, "No, you have the other bedroom… You'll have to excuse the mess… I couldn't go in there… It's probably a wreck."

I could see the panic in his eyes.

"I'll clean it up dad. I'll sleep on the couch tonight."

The next morning Jacob drove over to pick up Charlie. He was apparently taking him fishing. I decided then to go up to what would be my room.

I opened the door and I was appalled. Cob webs everywhere and layers of dust coating the furniture.

I gathered all the blankets and took them down and washed them. Then found the cleaning supplies I needed.

I headed back up into the room and once everything I cleaned I looked under the bed. I found a spiral note book with the single word. 'Journal' scrawled across it.

I picked it up and began to read.

I found out what Edward is today. He's a vampire. His whole family is. The Cullen's. I'm not afraid. I know they won't hurt me. Jake told me to legend. But he wouldn't really go into detail….

Edward took me to meet his family today. Esme is so sweet. She's what a mother is supposed to be. They even tried to make me human food. It was weird. Rosalie doesn't like me. But everyone else does. Edward can read minds… All but mine… Maybe there is something wrong with me… They hunt animals not humans. So their eyes are like a creamy butterscotch. It's so easy to get lost in them…

A vampire named James tried to kill me. I said horrible things to Charlie. I feel very guilty… I have a feeling though that they're going to leave soon. Edward keeps acting strange… but from the beginning I knew. He was the one meant for me. I'm his singer. Which means my blood calls to him… But I'm unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

I want Edward to change me. I want to spend the rest of forever with him…

Alice is insisting on throwing me a birthday party. The big 18. Now I'll always be older than Edward…

Jasper tried to attack me over a stupid paper cut. I know it wasn't his fault. It was me and my clumsiness. Edward is acting funny… I'm really scared…

Love. Life. Meaning. Over.

This is my last entry. I can't take this anymore. For months I've been considering what Edward said to me. He didn't really love me. I was a distraction and now he needs something new. I always knew I wasn't good enough for him. But I never expected this… I can't live like this anymore. I'm sorry Dad. Mom… You'll never read this but I am sorry. Please understand… My soul mate doesn't want me. How am I supposed to live with that? Jake won't talk to me anymore. He realized the legends were true. He's pissed that I would date a vampire. So I'm going to call him one more time. If he answers it's a sign. And I'll stay on this earth lonely for the ones who love me. If he doesn't… Then this is it. I'm going to drive to the cliffs and I'm going to jump into First beach… Goodbye… -Bella

I read and reread everything. It was so much to process but I knew not to doubt my sisters words. I'd always been different. I walked to the edge of her room towards an old rocking chair when I heard the hollowness of the floor boards.

I leaned down and lifted the board, inside was an old and yellowed letter along with a few pictures of a handsome man with bronze hair. Then one with him and Bella… There was a c.d. and I looked around spotting a c.d. player. I placed it in and the most beautiful melody was being played. I picked up the letter and read.

My sweet Bella…

Don't think for a moment that I don't really want you.

How could I ever live without you? You're my other

Half. I love you Isabella. I'm leaving to protect you.

You're not safe in our world. Move on. Settle down

With a nice human. Have some babies. Then when

Your time on this world is up I will follow you. I will

End my existence to be with you.

Forever yoursEdward.

The tears fell freely from my eyes. He did love her? He let her die? The anger built up inside me and I knew without a shadow of a doubt I would find the Cullen's. I would enter their lives like a whirl wind. I would let them know what happened to my sister. I would bring all the proof. I would hurt him like he hurt her. I had advantage. I knew their powers. Alice wouldn't see me coming. She wouldn't know to look for me because I was so connected to my sister. I was positive Edward wouldn't hear me…

It was time to make a plan.

AN

I know different right? No worries. Jasper's POV for the next chapter. Let me know if you like it and wanna know more…:D Reviews mean everything to me!!!