RESISTING AN IMPRINT
This story is rated M for language & future lemons
AU/ OOC slightly… xD
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT. I JUST LIKE TO PLAY WITH THE CHARACTERS SUCH AS THE WOLF PACK OR THE HOTTIES JASPER, EMMET, AND PETER3
Ok so this is like a fanfic idea I came up with at 2AM. No joke… so sorry for any grammar errors that spell- check did not pick up!
CHAP 1: Welcome to my hell
BPOV (Bella)
A tear dropped from my cheek, and landed on the ground. The same ground I hadn't looked up from since I got here. My mother died, Edward had left, and now, Charlie was dead. How much more shit did the world think I could handle?
I had never gotten the chance to say good bye to him. He would never know how sorry I was for not being the daughter he deserved, or how sorry I was for throwing myself into the world of mythical beings.
All the stress from worrying about me when he left had finally caught up with him. This was all my fault.
I took a deep breath and looked at Charlie's head stone. It read:
CHARLIE SWAN.
BELOVED FATHER AND FRIEND
Funny, it seemed like just yesterday I had moved in with him and now he was gone.
flashback
"Tik tok on the clock, dj blow my speakers up. Tonight imma fight till we see the sunlight…"
My cell phones blaring my ringtone. I look at the time. 4 AM? Who the fucks calling at 4 AM? I look at the caller id. Phil? But he's in the next room over…
"Hello?"
"Bells? It's Phil…"
"Look, if your need something just get up and get it! You don't need to call me at 4 AM! I'm not your personal butler. "
"Bells, I'm not at home. I'm at the hospital."
"Is everything ok?" He didn't answer right away, but when he did his voice was rough with emotion.
"Bella, it's your mother… she was in an accident…"
"OH GOD! Is she alright?" I could hear him on the other end sobbing.
"TELL ME!" I screamed through the tears that were now falling. He wasn't answering and I wasn't going to waste my time sitting around. I jumped out of bed and threw some jeans on. I also grabbed my keys and shoes on the way out the door to my car.
"PHIL!"
"God bells…I can't take this…she won't wake up!"
"I'm on my way!"
The rest of the day passed in a blur of tears and family and friends visiting. Neither Phil nor I left her side the whole day. She never did wake up, and the doctors were right- she didn't make it.
The next week also passed in a blur. Plans for the funeral had been made. The funeral would be on Friday.
By Saturday I had everything packed and ready to go. I wasn't staying with Phil. He had been an alcoholic when he met my mom, and even though she helped him break that habit, I could bet you my entire life savings he would spiral back into that and I just wasn't gonna stay around to watch it happen.
My only other option was to move in with my dad, Charlie, all the way up in Forks Washington. Which I did.
A couple weeks later I met Edward—a vampire I had fallen madly in love with. Crazy, I know.
About a year after THAT, he left me in the woods promising it would be as if he never existed. He must have been out of his mind when he said that, because he broke that promise the moment he made it.
Around this point, I honestly believed that my life was some cruel joke, or that I would wake up any moment from some sick nightmare.
My best friend Jake tried everything he could to help me get over that dick. I eventually did, but not without losing my father in the process.
end flashback
Thinking back, I could see how fucked up my life really was. I literally have no one left besides Jake. It seems like everyone I get close to leaves, or dies.
And then it hit me: I had nowhere to go. I couldn't keep the house—not on my paycheck alone anyways. I would have to sell it.
Fuck. I guess there was only one place left… I scrolled through my contacts until I found his number.
I just prayed to God that Billy Black would take me in.
A/N: Sooo what did you think? Let me know! Should I post chapter 2?
-NAT