A/N: Twilight is the sole property of Stephenie Meyer. Any & all Twilight characters used in this chapter and any that follow do NOT belong to me, but to one, Stephenie Meyer.
This is my first fan fic, and I'm finally continuing after abandoning it a year ago. RL whipped my ass, and I'm finally getting into my writings once again.
PSA: Bella is in a dark place until the second chapter.
Rated M for language, future chapters, and for the citrus sitting on my counter waiting to be used. What better way to quench your thirst in the south, than with a nice tall cold glass of sweet sweet lemonade!
Psst...I do not have a beta, so all mistakes are mine. If you want to be my beta (I'm begging here!) PM me! Oh, and REVIEW!
Prologue
I always imagined death would be excruciatingly painful. But this was worse, much worse. Hell couldn't hold a flame to the burning that now seared my shattered heart. Every piece of me was broken, nothing left intact. In the beginning I begged for death; anything to extinguish the flames that engulfed my heart. But now I welcomed the inferno that was a constant reminder of him. Every blaze established the fact he was real.
For me, he would always exist.