A/N: Okay... so... I'm bad, I've started writing another fanfic whilst writing 'Beauty and The Beast' I'm not gonna start making excuses for myself, so I'm just gonna tell you the truth. I really have no idea where the story is heading. I knew the risks before I started writing it and yeah... I'm open to ideas so PLEASE GIVE THEM TO ME.

Just before I start I'd just like to warn you that this is rated 'M' for language and abuse/violence. I'm not sure if I'm going to right abusive chapters, but my main character WAS abused. I don't want to offend anyone with this story. Abuse is a subject I've never experienced myself but feel strongly about. I have no idea how this is going to work out but if I don't update regularly or just stop writing, forgive me. Anyways, please review and I hope you enjoy the first chapter of 'Eternal Love'.

Disclaimer: It pains me to say that no, I don't own the Twilight series. It also pains me to say that I don't own the wolf pack either. This therefore equals a very sad Amy...

CHAPTER ONE - DRIVE BY

On the other side of a street I knew stood a girl that looked like you, I guess that's déjà vu but I thought this can't be true 'cause, oh I swear to you I'll be there for you this is not a drive by, just a shy guy looking for a two-ply hefty bag to hold my love, when you move me everything is groovy they don't like it sue me, oh the way you do me, oh I swear to you I'll be there for you this is not a drive by... - Train, Drive By.

Home is not where you live, but where they understand you.

Never in a million years would I ever think of going back to La Push, Washington. The place holds bad memories for me and I vowed the day that I left, that I would never ever go back there. But here I am, travelling back to my home town. And to the place where I've successfully avoided for most of my life. It's a beautiful town though with lovely views from the cliff tops. Everybody knows everyone and the people are so friendly. The problem isn't La Push itself though, it's one of the people that inhabits it. Phil Jones. That name instantly sends a shiver down my spine. And it's not a good shiver either.

Phil Jones is a 47 year old drunk. I have no idea what he looks like now and I don't really care either. Before he became a slob, he was a very successful business man. He had a family that loved him and he was the richest man on the reservation. But all that changed when his wife Fiona left him and his three kids. Suddenly he wasn't a family man with a good job, but a drunken idiot who spent every penny he had on alcohol. He stopped showing up regualarly for work, and when he did turn up he was either hung-over or still drunk and eventually they sacked him. He had three kids to care for, but obviously he only cared about himself.

They were very happy kids, or so people thought. The truth is behind them smiles and the constant "I'm fine" or "Nothing's wrong" - they were being abused at home. It happened a few months after their mother died and since then, it was constant thing everyday. If dinner wasn't ready on time, they'd be punched. If the house wasn't tidy, they'd be kicked in the stomach repeatedly. Natalie was the first one to leave. At the age of 15 she ran away and nobody has heard off of her since. No phone call, no letter, nothing. Just like their mom. Kyle left at the age of 18 and moved to Arizona. Since then, he's now a qualified Fireman and has two beautiful children. Lydia moved into their grandmother's house at 14 and then at 17, became a model. She has had nothing to do with her father since she moved out. Nothing to do with him for 6 years. She can't even think about him without feeling queezy. How do you know, you might ask? Well let's start with the basics...

My name's Lydia Jones. I'm 20 years old. Around 5"9, with dark brown hair and grey eyes that I inherited from my Mother and her side of the family. And up until the age of 14, I was abused. Mentally, emotionally and physically by my father Phil. When I finally escaped I moved in with my grandmother (or Gam Gam as she liked to be called) who also lives in La Push. At the age of 16 I was on the road trying to make a living. I still kept in touch with my grandma, sending letters and phoning her up every night. When I was 17, I was in the supermarket - buying milk if you want to be specific. I wasn't looking where I was going when I crashed into someone else's trolley. That trolley belonged to Amelia Forrester. The owner of Forrester Model Agency. Long story short, she offered me a job as a model and I took it. She said I was absolutely beautiful, that made me smile. The pay was excellent and I loved posing in front of the camera. My pictures were published in magazines and in stores. Everything was going so well, until I got a phone call at about 3am last night. It was a friend of my grandma's (I think her name was Sue?) anyways she said that Gam Gam had passed away in her sleep a few hours ago. I thanked Sue for calling me right away and then hung up. That's when the tears started.

I couldn't believe it. Gam Gam was dead. Gone. She was the woman that practically raised me. As soon as I got the call, I packed all of my clothes and... here I am. I'm planning to stay for a few weeks at Sue's house. I have to admit, I'm not overly keen on spending a lot of time in the house of a woman whom I hardly know. But Sue didn't sound like a murderer so what the hey? So that's why I'm here, driving in my car. It's taken me about 2 days to get here. This car has been my home for those 2 days which is why it's full of coffee cups and McDonalds bags. It felt like I was on the road-again. No matter what anyone says, it was the best time of my life. I was bought out of my thoughts by my Rottweiler puppy, Max whining.

"Aw, I'm sorry I've been neglecting you boy... come here." I really do love Max. He was 2 months old and an absolute cutie. I can't take him anywhere without people stopping to stroke him. Even men. It's quite hilarious, seeing a full grow man making cooing noises to a dog. When I first went to see Max, I knew he was the one as soon as I stepped into the room. All his brothers and sisters were yapping to get my attention whereas he was at the back not really bothered if he gets bought or not. He also understands me. If I'm upset, he'll come and sit by me or start licking me. He truly is amazing. And he's only a baby.

"I really do love you boy." I said whilst keeping my eye on the road. He was currently sat in my lap, licking my jean covered leg. I knew there was going to be a slobber mark there sooner or later.

After a while knew I was in La Push, considering all the houses were similar and it was raining. When did it ever stop? I checked the directions that Sue gave me and found the house relatively quickly, which I was suprised about. After I had parked the car on the side of the road, I checked to see what time it was. I could've parked in the driveway but that would've been rather rude so I decided against it. It was 4pm. Okay that's not a bad time, not too late but not too early either. After about 5 minutes of constant staring at the house and fussing over Max, I opened my car door and got out. I had 2 suitcases with me and also Max's dog bed. Although, most of the time he'd rather sleep with me in my bed. I sure hope Sue isn't allergic to dogs.

"Max, stay here whilst I get your lead." He just stood there wagging his tail with his head tilted to the side. Oh my goodness, he was too cute. I grabbed his lead from the backseat of my car and clipped it to his collar. He jumped out but ended up falling straight on his face.

"Smooth Max, real smooth..." I laughed and he just yapped in response. I locked my car and proceeded to make my way to the front door of the house.

I knocked a couple of times and waited. I could hear laughing coming from the other side of the door and it suddenly opened, revealing a smiling teenage boy. He had to be a few years younger than me.

"Hey I'm Lydia." He just stood there, opened and close his mouth a couple of times (a bit like a fish) and started to speak.

"Erm, are you the stripper?" Oh no he didn't.

"Excuse me?" I didn't even know the guy and I already hate him.

"For goodness sake Seth, why are you just standing at the do- Oh hello, I'm Sue and you are..." A woman appeared standing next to Seth. She looked a lot like him, Seth must be her son. She smiled at me.

"I'm Lydia. Martha's granddaughter." I smiled back at her.

"Oh my goodness, of course you are. Come in, come in. Seth why did you not invite her inside, it's freezing. Oh and you have a dog, how adorable." Well at least she isn't allergic.

After I'd close the door Sue made her way upstairs, telling me that she was just making the bed to my new 'room' and to come up after I met 'the guys'. That was when Seth came up to me.

"I'm sorry about before. It's just, my friend Sam is getting married and tonight is his bachelor party and I just assumed-"

"Seth isn't it?" He nodded. "Well, don't worry about it Seth. All's forgiven..." I gave him my best smile and he sighed in relief.

"And... er... could you not mention this to my mom? Shit would hit the fan if she found out I verbally abused one of her guest's..." Seth laughed awkwardly.

"Mention what?" I smiled, playing along. Seth just laughed and told me to come meet 'the guys'. Who are these 'guys' that everyone wants me to meet so bad.

I hesitantly followed him into what must be the living room, dragging poor Max along with me and I was in no way prepared for what I was about to witness. There was a guy (well there was many guys) on the couch, pretending to dry hump another... guy. There was also a rather older looking guy wearing, what seemed to be a bra. He also had make-up splattered - and I mean splattered, onto his face. They were all gorgeous... guys (I've gotta stop saying guys haven't I?) And were clearly native. They also had the same cropped hair and the same tattoo on their upper right arm. Maybe they were in some sort of secret group?

"Erm... everyone this is Lydia... Lydia this is... everyone" Seth said rather awkwardly. Clearly he was an awkward soul. I didn't know what else to do, so I just stood there waving and smiling like a complete idiot. I bet they thought I was on crack or something. When Seth made my presence known, that caused everyone to stop what they were doing and to focus their attention on me. Not that I wasn't used to having the attention on me. When you're modelling in front of the camera everyone is looking at you, but this was different. They were all tall and had huge muscles and could easily break my body parts just by using their little finger's.

"Hey... everyone..." Great. I'm becoming just as awkward as Seth.

"Cute dog." One of them commented bringing my attention to Max. He just looked up at me, clearly excited as his tail was waggling.

"Thanks. Er Seth, could I maybe let him off his lead now? He's house trained so don't worry about accidents. If he needs to do his business he usually just stands near the door and barks the house down." I finished, smiling at the end.

"Yeah of course!" Seth's smile is so cute. I want it. And it's contagious. And it has the ability to brighten up a very dark (and very awkward) room. And I want it. Did I mention I want it?

As soon as I unclipped Max's lead off of his collar he started going mental. Literally. He was jumping on each of the boys and although I should've told him to stop. I found it hilarious. By that and the fact that the group of men were playing along with him, getting him even more excited. I told you Max was adorable.

"Oh my god, this dog is amazing!" One of the guys shouted, that caused Max to stick his head up high and he started trotting around. To also show dominance, he came up to me and sat right by my feet, growling at them all and trying to make himself look as big as possible. That made them all laugh again, including me.

"Aw, you know I love you Max." I laughed whilst scratching the fur around his neck. He loved it when people did that.

"I'm gonna say something that's gonna make me sound like a right pussy, but please don't judge..." One of the men began. "... that has to be the cutest dog I've ever seen in my life!"

"Yeah, he's great. The only man in my life." I said whilst smiling at Max, he had his tongue rolling out of his mouth.

"Anyway, let me introduce you to the pa- the... er... crew..." What the heck is a 'pa'? Must be some sort of code word in their gang.

"That's the husband-to-be Sam." He said, pointing to the oldish looking man. He just smiled and shook my hand.

"Nice to meet you Sam. And nice make-up but I think you've over done it with the eye shadow."

"You too Lydia." He laughed. He seems nice. Next I met Embry, Jared, Brady and Quil.

"Hey guys." I said smiling. They responded with 'Hey' or 'Hi' or, in Quil's case a 'Wassap sexy!'

"This is Collin..."

"Why hello there. You aren't bad to look at now, are you?" This boy Collin said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I just laughed.

"Unless you want to go back home armless, I suggest you remove your arm from around my shoulder." I said in mock-serious. It didn't last long though as the look on Collin's face made me laugh.

"And finally, this is Paul. Our friend Jacob is... busy so you won't be able to meet him until tomorrow." I said 'Hello' to Paul and turned to face Sue who was standing in the door way.

"So, I can see you've met everyone?" I nodded. "I'm so pleased you're here Lydia. Martha was always talking about you and your job. What was it you do for a living again?"

"I'm a model." All of the guys' mouth's dropped and their eyes were buldging out of the sockets. That always happened when I told people my job.

"How old are you Lydia?" Someone asked. I can't remember what his name was. Emery?

"You know Embry, you really shouldn't ask a girl how old she is. It can offend them." Sue scorned. Embry, that was it. I was so close!

"No, it's okay Sue. And I'm 20." Embry just nodded and apologised. There was an awkward silence that devoured everyone after that. Thankfully I had to get my bags from the car so I excused myself and left Quil (who seemed to be obsessed with dogs... and wolves) in charge of Max, with a clear warning that if something bad should happen, I would make it unable for him to have children. Over the top right? Well I love Max but he is rather sneaky, and although he always stays near me, he is a puppy still and if nobody was watching him, he'd find a way to sneak outside and run off.

After I collected my bags and got settled into my 'room' the boys had to leave. I said goodbye to them and goodnight to Sue and Seth and after brushing my teeth and having a shower I got settled into bed. It was only 9pm but I was completely shattered. Luckily Sue loves Max so she said he can sleep upstairs with me. It was quiet in the house a part from the faint noise of talking downstairs in the living room and it gave me time to think. I still can't believe Gam Gam is dead. I was so tired and I was lured to sleep with Max's soft snores and the faint howling of wolves in the distance.

A/N: So, that's the first chapter. It's not brilliant but OMG, don't you just loveeeee Lydia...? Next chapter = JACOB! But if you don't review they'll be no chapter... and no Jacob. You might call me mean but I'm not. It's called tough love...

So, the other day my IT teacher was talking to the class about our exam coming up and he said "When you do the exam, make sure you pick an easy reading font. None of that swirly shit." And yes, he did actually say shit. To say it made me giggle is an under statement. But it also got me thinking... how annoying is the 'Comic Sans' font? I mean, every teacher at my school uses it. It's just SO ANNOYING! Whoever made that font needs shooting.

Anywho, make sure you review. I'm expecting at least ten otherwise... no update for you. Sorry it's unfair but you know... life's unfair.

P.S: If you review, I will personally force Emily cook a batch of home-made cookies and I'll make Seth deliever them to your house... shirtless. Now who wouldn't want that?

P.P.S: The song for this chapter is basically random. I just love it so much, it is incredible! :D