Prologue
I fell against the wall; sobbing. The pain was beginning to numb. I leaned over and laid my cheek against the cold, hardwood floor. I watched him walk out the front door with blurry eyes. Tears streamed down my face and mixed with the pool of blood that was forming around me. The tears began to subside as I welcomed my fate. I began to think about the past, wondering what I did to deserve this. There had to be something that I did that led me to where I was now.
I look around at the pictures on the walls. My father, my brother and sister, my mother… I missed them. I wished I'd never yelled at them. It was a stupid fight and now I may not get to tell them I was sorry. I hope Ali finally catches Jazz's eye and Em and Rose would have a beautiful family one day. He'd make a great father. Father… I can't believe I told Charlie I hated him. I could never hate him. He was my hero. I wish he was here now. Maybe I wouldn't be laying here. Then there was my mom. If I could tell her one thing, it would be… I'd tell her to be happy even if that wasn't with Charlie.
Then there was Edward. If I could go back I wouldn't have walked away. I wouldn't have gotten on the bike.
