AN: Hey guys here's my first story for Twilight. I wanted to give this a shot. Hope you guys enjoy it. It will be like the movie instead of the book. But it will be way different. Trust me it's awesome. Give this a chance.
AN2: This is dedicated to one of my best friends, Lauren. This is your present dude. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is recognized. Anything that is different is mine.
Prologue
A lot of people don't know what they have until it's gone. They don't appreciate the things the people they love, do for them. They would take everything for granted and then, when the person they care about, vanishes, they wish they could get them back. Hold onto them and never let them go, but you can't. Whatever fate has in store for you, it is meant to happen. I was one of those people. I didn't realize what I had until it was all gone.
I never really thanked my parents, my little sister, Betty-Ann, my best friend, Andrea, and my other best friends for being there for me when I needed them. I sometimes fought with them and never really apologized to them when at times it was my fault. And I never got the chance to tell them that I loved them, but I never thought that I would lose the people I love. I never thought their lives would be taken from me.
The night my parents, Betty-Ann and Andrea were taken from me, was the worse night of my life. I remember it perfectly because it would be a night that would be stuck in my mind for the rest of my life.
"Come on Lauren, let's go!" Andrea shouted from her black, white stripped '69 Camaro. Andrea and I were headed to a party after the homecoming game. We were invited since we were cheerleaders and friends with some of the football players. "Alright, don't get your panties in a bunch!" I shouted back. I was barley coming out of the football field front entrance, while Andrea's car was parked in front of it, waiting for me. With my cheerleading bag in hand, I raced to my best friend's car, put my stuff in the trunk, got in the front passenger seat and with that we both took off to our friend's party.
When we got there, the party was in full swing. Music blasting through the whole house, people dancing, talking or playing drinking games.
Once we were inside, Andrea took off to go find her boyfriend and the love of her life, Danny. He was only twenty-one and Andrea was barley sixteen, but the age didn't matter. When they first met, it was love at first sight and just by seeing them together you would've known they are soul mates.
I was left alone and headed straight for the food table. I grabbed a red, plastic cup which I knew was filled with beer and started drinking. I then started to look for my other friends, Becky, Kassa and Stephanie. They were outside near the pool, chanting at a guy that was chugging a full bottle of vodka. I joined in. The guy finished and everyone cheered. My friends then acknowledged me.
"Oh, hey, Lauren, sorry I didn't see you there," Becky said, hugging me. Stephanie and Kassa hugged me after Becky.
"It's ok," I said with a smile on my face. I noticed all three girls were still wearing their cheerleading outfits just like Andrea and I were. It was a sleeveless shirt with a mini skirt that had purple and white colors on it and had 'Panthers' on the front of the shirt, while our shoes were white tennis shoes.
"Where were you? The girls and I were looking for you and Andrea here but we never found you," Stephanie asked with curiosity in her voice.
"Oh, Andie and I were still at the field, we had to make sure everything was in order," I said rolling my eyes.
"Coach up your asses again?" Kassa asked starting to laugh.
"Yeah, pretty much," I answered. All four of us started to laugh.
I then noticed a blonde head sitting on a spiky, blonde haired guys lap and realized it was Andrea and Danny. "Oh there's Andrea," Stephanie said. All four of us walked over there and saw that the couple was locked in a make out session.
To get their attention, Kassa cleared her throat, but Andie and Danny were still making out. Kas tried again, but still no avail. So Becky got an air horn and pressed the button and the loud noise went straight into my best friend's and her boyfriend's ears. They then jumped apart, with Andrea landing on the ground on her ass. "Ow!" she shouted.
Becky, Kassa, Stephanie, other people that were around us and I started to laugh. Danny helped his girlfriend up, dusted her butt off and sat her right back on his lap. They both looked at us both with annoyed faces. "Dude, what the hell?" Danny asked.
"Well sorry for us wanting to get your attention," Kassa said sarcastically. We laughed again. Andrea and Danny just rolled their eyes.
"Whatever, what's up?" Andrea asked.
"They just wanted to say hi," I told her.
For the rest of the night my friends and I partied and drank all night. Andrea was driving me home so she stayed sober. It was maybe around two o'clock in the morning. Andrea drove me home and that was when my night took a frightening and heartbreaking turn.
I unlocked the front door while Andrea drove off home. I was a little bit tipsy but I still knew what was going on around me. When I got in my house, the lights were all shut off and it was deadly quiet. Usually when I'm out so late my mom would stay up watching TV, waiting for me to come home while my dad and Betty-Ann would be asleep.
"Mom?" I shouted to the dark. No one replied. I started to feel around the room for the light switch. When I was going more into the house I tripped over something and landed into something very wet and sticky. "Ew, what is this?" I shouted. "Betty-Ann, did you spill something and forget to clean up again? And what the hell was that I tripped on?"
Once I managed to get up, I started to feel the walls for the light switch once again and finally, I found it. I flipped it on, and I looked over to what I tripped over and fell into. There, lying on the floor was my mom with a pool of blood surrounding her. I stood there frozen in my place, looking at my mother. I then managed to snap out of it and ran over to her. She was lying on her stomach; I kneeled right beside her, and turned her on her back and held her in my arms. I started sobbing.
"Mom, mommy wake up! Mom!" I shouted, sobbing and shaking her. Her eyes were closed and the more I shouted the more I started to cry because she wasn't waking up. I gave up, knowing that my mother, the person that gave me life and the one of the people I held dear to my heart was gone and was to never come back. I let go of her and got up on my feet. I looked down at my uniform and noticed blood covered most of it and my hands were covered in blood as well. Then a thought formed in my head. My dad and Betty-Ann. What happened to them? I then darted towards my parent's room.
"Dad?" I shouted while I was running over there. I stopped immediately when I was right in front of the bedroom door. I slowly reached for the doorknob, and opened the door. I took the first step into the room and switched on the light that was right beside the door. When the light was shining in the room, I found my dad lying on the floor of the bedroom with blood surrounding him. I slowly walked over to him and kneeled down and held him in my arms. More and more tears fell down my cheeks. I then remembered my little sister.
I got up on my feet and stumbled out the door. I leaned against the wall for support to keep on walking. I walked right down the hall, and found my little sister's room. Heartbreak crept up and tightened my chest. I took a deep breath and opened the door. There, lying on the floor on her bedroom, was my little sister, Betty-Ann, covered in blood. I dropped to my knees and crawled over to her and got in her in my arms and held onto her, never wanting to let go.
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I called the police and they found me, still clutching my little sister in my arms. They practically had to drag me out of the house. I sat at a police car, while my family was being carried into the ambulance. My tears didn't dry. I kept on crying all night. I had to stay with my aunt Kate and uncle Tom after the police asked me a lot of questions.
I didn't get any sleep that night.
The next day at school was disastrous. People kept asking me what happened, when I found the bodies, do I know who killed my family. I didn't talk to anyone. I stayed to myself. I ate lunch alone and skipped cheerleading practice and just headed straight to my aunt and uncle's house. I've been a zombie all day.
When I got there they were sitting on the couch. Aunt Kate held the phone in her hand. They both had worry looks on their faces. When they heard me come through the front door and saw me come into the living room they looked up at me. I saw the sadden and lost look in their faces and eyes.
"What's going on?" I asked them.
"We got a call from Andrea's brother, JJ," uncle Tom said.
"And he wanted to know if you have heard from Andrea," aunt Kate said.
"Why is he calling me and asking me if I heard from Andie? She dropped me off and went home, she told me she'll see me in the morning at school," I explained to them.
"Did you see her in the morning?" aunt Kate asked.
"No, I thought maybe she had to go to class early or something, what's going on?" I asked getting panicky. Did something happen to my best friend?
"Lauren, Andrea didn't return home last night. Everyone tried to call her but her phone kept going straight to voicemail. They called the police this morning, issuing a missing persons report," uncle Tom explained to me.
That was panic and fear went right through me. I lost my family and now I was going to lose my best friend? Someone I go to for anything and that won't judge me. The person was like a sister to me.
I immediately got my phone and dialed Andrea's number. It went straight to voicemail. "Hi, this is Andrea, sorry I missed your call. Please leave your message after the beep." Beep.
"Oh my god," I cried. Tears started forming in my eyes. I called once again while my aunt and uncle just stared at me. I kept on calling Andrea's cell, it always went to voicemail. "Damn it!" I shouted. My aunt and uncle came over to me and took me in their arms and told me everything was going to be alright, but why did I have the feeling that everything wasn't going to be alright?
Over the next four weeks, everyone that knew, loved and cared about Andrea (myself included) went searching for her. We checked everywhere that we thought she could be. We got the police and border patrol involved to see if she has gone out of the country to either Canada or Mexico. Then the news we have all been dreading has come.
A friend of Andrea's that was helping us find her, found her body in the forest, fifteen miles out of town. Everyone broke down and cried. She was stoned cold and was very pale when her family, Danny and I were sent in to identify her. The police started to do an investigation, while the case was going on about Andrea's and my families' deaths, I started to slip into depression, so did Danny. We were all sad and all took it pretty hard but Danny and I took it even harder. I took it harder because I just lost my best friend and my family the people I depended on the most. Danny took it harder because he lost the love of his life, his soul mate.
I was really depressed. I didn't go out with any of my friends anymore, I started skipping school here and there just to stay home and face all the other students. I quit the squad. I even got arrested for assault on my aunt Kate, we had an argument about me not going out and it just took a whole new different direction and I just found myself beating the crap out of her and my uncle Tom called the cops and managed to get me off of his wife.
Danny was really depressed as well. He had a drinking problem. Every night he would be at a different bar in town had to be thrown out since he refused to leave and started picking fights with every customer. They even sometimes had to call the cops. He even got arrested a few times. Soon enough, his family intervened and had Danny be sent to rehab for his drinking problem. Thirty days later he was sent to a psych ward for help of his depression and stayed there for three months and once he was released he had to take his anti-depression pills. That didn't help at all.
The same happened to me. I started to see a therapist, and that didn't even work so they sent me to the psych ward where Danny went to and I stayed there for seven months and had the take the same pills Danny was taking and they didn't even help me either. They calmed me down but there were times where I would forget to take my pills and once someone pissed me off I got very violent. The same would happen with Danny so people would remind us everyday to take our pills
I cut off all my friends from my life and my only friend was Danny. We understood each other since we knew what it was like to lose someone you love and we did both one person with did both care about.
It had been a year since the deaths of my family and best friend. The case was never solved. And my life was about to change forever since my uncle and aunt had an idea for me to try to get over my family and best friend's deaths.
