Disclaimer: None of these Characters belong to me, (Bella, Edward, Jasper, Charlie, Rene, Rosalie, Alice, and Emmett) some characters in this story I made up which I do own :D

Summary: Bella's parents die due to a car accident, only Bella survived the crash and was sent to an Orphanage, where she then meets a bronze coloured hair boy, who later on in time appears to be much different than he really seems.

AU - Alternate Universe

OOT – Out of Character

Author's Note: I'm so so sorry to those that liked my story and I didn't update. I'm re-writing the story now because before my grammar and everything was yikes! I hope you guys forgive me and I will finish this story. I dedicate this story to you guys - for liking a story, but having a really suckish author! T_T I'm really sorry!

Prologue

To the world, you are just one person, but to one person, you are the world. - Brandi Snyder

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It haunts me.

The blaring of the horns, the blinding lights, the screeching of tires and the sickening crunch...

Why won't it stop?

I scramble out of the broken backseat window, ears ringing with white noise. Shards of glass impale my trembling hands as I crawl out of the wreckage.

It's dark. Streetlamps light up the road in an orange glow. Everywhere I look I see swaying doubles.

I slowly rise to my feet, staggering. Pain instantly shoots up my leg; crying out I plummet back to the ground. Grasping my leg I try to focus my eyes through the haze of blood dripping from my head mixing with my tears. A ravaged, overturned truck lay still next to our car that my parents were driving. The shape of the metal was so distorted it looked foreign to me.

The pain in myleg and the rest of my body is rapidly forgotten. I distantly feel a numbing sensation as I stare in shock.

My parents….

I snap out of my stupor which seems like a million years later, when I heard a blood-curdling scream. Only to realize with a start it was my own. Streams of salty water start to fall down my cut and grazed cheeks.

The silent, peaceful night was torn apart by my hoarse yells for help.

A split second can change everything.

And it changed my life.