A/N: PLEASE GIVE IT A TRY! And comment. i know it may suck...so please tell me if it does and ill try to make it better :).

BPOV

I sat in my teni tiny apartment and thought about how I here. I used to have a family and friends and people who loved me. now I had a fish named Joe, no friends to cheer me up when im sad. No family to tell me they loved me. I was utterly alone in the world.

I missed being loved and cared for. Although I dont really remember what it feels like. Ive been alone for 8 years; im 19. I still remember them... my mom and dad. My mom had light brown hair and hazel eyes. She was crazy and a kid at heart ut i loved her. My dad was the polar opposite of her in personality, he was reserved and shy like me. He had short wavy dark Brown hair and chocolate Brown eyes. we had so much fun together. I remember the day my dad sat up a swingset for me. It was eairly in the summer and i had begged for one for weeks.

Falshback

"daddy, can i please have a swingset." I asked fot the millionth time.

"come here sweet heart I have somthing to show you."

"ok daddy" he took me to the back yard and I couldnt belive it there was a brand new swingset. I screamed

"thank you thank you daddy i love you." we played on it all day.

end of flashback

That was the last time he told me he loved me before my mom died. He went crazy and started abusing me. I have a ton of scars all over my body. he raped me and cut me. He would cut of my air flow and smack me until i passed out. He id that every day for 4years il he overdosed and died.

I ran away and lived on the sreets. I still went to school and got a job when i was able. Nobody ever really liked me because I was shy and always wore baggy clothes to contain my scars and cuts. I and put down everyday. That happened everyday until I graduated and n got a job at a coffee shop. No one liked me there always tripping me and calling ne names. I wished i knew what I did to deserve all this.

I shook my head comming out of my painful past memories. It was time for work. Time for hurtfulness and pain and all the bimbos.

I left my crappy apartment and headed to work. But being clumsy me I tripped and fell into a man. I looked up at him and cringed. I had a slight faer of men... ok, big fear of men, but who could blame me.

He had piercing blue eyes and blond hair."watch out bitch" my eyes watered and I muttered out an apology and scurried off. time to work. I spent the whole afternoon tripping and watching people with successful lives walk throgh tje coffee shop.

Right before i left a gorgeous man with striking green eyes and bronze hair came in.

"hi, um could I have a chocolate mocha please?"

he was perfect."sure, is that all?"

"yes" I bet whoever he had loved him very much. unless hes single.

stop it Bella no one could ever want you whore.

my dads voice constantly mocked me. I hated him for doing this to me. I needed to snap out of it and get the coffee.

I made his coffee and handed it to him. "thank you very much" Mr. handsome said as he paid. "keep the change"

"thanks"i said. he gave me a crooked smile and left. He was on my mind for the rest of the night. and as I went to bed just like every other, I cried. I cried for my mom who ill never see again. And i cried because I would probably r get my happy ending.

But even after I had cried myself to sleep I still drempt of the stranger.