A/N: Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I own nothing.
First Chapter. I know it's short, but enjoy.
A/N: 3/5/2015 I've decided to revisit this story. I'm not sure if I will be able to finish it but I'd like to try. I've continued to read every review I've gotten since I stopped writing and y'all definitely encouraged me to never forget about this little story. I started this story when I was in high school, dealing with lots of depression, struggles with my own body image, and self harm. Now, I'm in a completely different place and so that will definitely influence this story. After rereading, I've decided to fix a few changes, edit some things, and to combine some chapters. I'll be sure to include any changes to the story in the A/N for each chapter so you can go back and reread those chapters if you like.
KB
I live in a dreary town in Washington with my father, Charlie Swan. He is the chief of police of Forks. I've lived with him for almost a year now. He is a nice man. A good father, I know he wants the best for me. Yet, he isn't very observant. But I love him nonetheless.
Forks is a very small town. It contains only one stop light, the Newton's outdoor and grocery store, and a gas station. Rain pours down almost constantly, reducing my hair to a constant frizz. The small high school looks more like a small grouping of elderly group homes. The students are horrible though.
Ever since they left, nothing has been the same. My life just keeps getting worse. He promised it would be as if they never existed. But that would be too simple. Jessica and Lauren make sure I remember the source of my pain every day. They taunt me endlessly. Asking where my perfect boyfriend went. Why did he leave me? Oh, is it because I'm so plain? Or is it because I'm nothing more than a fat cow?
It's been 107 days, or 3 and a half months, since he left me, and my life is a living hell.