Chapter 1
Have you ever felt like someone just stabbed you in the chest multiple times? I've felt like that for the longest time.
Well, I'm just going to dive right into this; I'm Isabella Swan and I'm a 17 year old Junior in High School.
I've had this ache in my chest for the longest time because of getting too attached to someone.
For getting too attached to him.
Ever since I was little, I didn't believe in love or magic.
That is until Jake.
It's ironic, isn't it? For a girl to fall in love with her best friend and getting hurt.
Jake made me happy and made me want to stay up at night to wish at 11:11. He never knew about it, though. I hadn't grown the balls to tell him that I was in love with him, yet.
I was going to one night, I had it all planned. I was going to tell him everything, but little did I know that he was involved with a gang. He was doing it all without even telling me a thing. Sex, drugs, violence.
Everything.
And he did it because he was lost. Or so I was told.
Anyway, Jake killed himself one night.
That night I was going to come clean to him.
So, you see..getting too close to people causes you pain. Terrible fucking pain. Which is why I'll never do it again.
Ever since Jake killed himself, I've been distance torwards everyone. Even my mom.
She's sending me off to my dad in Forks now.
I remember when she told me, ha.
"Bella..I'm sending to to Charlie," Mom told me.
I was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a minute.
Then I turned cold to her. I know why she was going to send me away.
"Need time with your husband?" I sneered at her.
Her mouth popped open, "Bella, no! I'm sending you to him because being here is hurting you and I can't stand seeing you so sad!" She cried.
"Please, you don't give a fuck about anyone but yourself."
"BELLA!" She screamed.
"Whatever, Renee."
Then I walked up to my room.
I still haven't looked at her since then. I just couldn't, or I'd snap at her.
Life is fucked up and people in it are shitty. The sooner you come to realize that, the better you'd be off.