Okay so I thought that I would make a full story off of Anybody, so here is the prologue/ chapter one! What do you guys think? Should I keep going?
Once again all of the characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
BPOV
Chapter 1- No replacing
I really don't know how I got so lucky. Having a perfect vampire boyfriend that did everything for you. He had all the money, all the good looks, a beautiful home, and a friendly family. For Vampires. You would think that I would be something to eat for them, but it turns out that I am part of their family. Sister to Alice, clumsy sister to Emmett, friend to Rosalie and Jasper, human daughter to Carlisle and Esme, and of course soul mate to Edward. After my birthday experience, with Jasper and all the blood, Edward made the stupid idea of leaving and lying to me. Don't worry; I made him pay for that after I rescued him from Volterra. I thought we had resumed our love again. Thought we were made for each other. I guess not. He was right; I was a distraction, a pet. He probably used me for a while because he was tired of being alone. He is probably off in the world somewhere with some vampire chick. I trusted him; I guess that was my first mistake.
It all stated one afternoon. I had got out of work early, a little begging on my part toward Newton, did the trick. I was excited to see Edward. It had been a couple days from our return from Volterra, and I was still a little scared of how he might disappear any time now. I hopped into my old Chevy truck and made my way to the Cullen household. I turned onto their unbelievably long driveway and made my way to their beautiful house. Just as I pulled up to the house and got out of my truck, I had the strange feeling of emptiness. I walked up to the house and walked through the garage to the back door. All of the cars were gone. I guess that wasn't unusual. They probably went out for a family hunting trip. I walked up to the door and walked through the unlocked door and walked into the main living room. It felt eerie with all the quietness. I should have been scared because the house was so quiet. I started walking up the stair case, up to the third floor, where Edwards's room was located. As I entered the room I saw that his room was empty. No books or pictures that had been hung up before. All of his CDs were missing too. This started to scare me. Maybe he hasn't gotten around to unpacking his stuff. I sat down on the couch that was still in the same spot and pulled out my cell phone. I hit speed dial number one and waited for Edward velvety, musical voice to answer. What I wasn't expecting was the answering machine telling me that this number has been disconnected. I felt my eyes start to tear up. I was alone. He left me again. Instead of that gaping hole inside my chest of pain in darkness I felt anger. How could he do this? Why? Was I not up to his standards? I couldn't care if I saw him again, he broke my heart once, he broke it again, and there is no replacing it again.