Prologue
As I stared out of the frosty window, studiously trying to ignore the ache which seemed to be consuming me outwards from my heart, I thought back through my time here in Forks. When I told Renee that I was coming here, I always knew that it would be a challenge. I detested Forks; everything was so green, though if you were lucky you may be able to see the dull brown colour which also lurked throughout the majority of Forks. However, it was not how I thought it would be, it was made better because of...
Traitorous tears leaked down my flushed cheeks; my chestnut hair was a tattered mane around my head. Yet I still yearned for him, the one who could take away my pain, but humorously the one who also gave me it. It's my fault really; I was warned he was troubled numerous times. He even warned me himself numerous times. I wrapped my arms around myself, a silly childhood habit of an attempt to protect myself from showing my emotions. He did this to me. Why did he have to take my heart? I guess the real question is why did I let him?
"Because apparently, coming to Forks has also made you morbid." I mumbled wryly to myself. A sarcastic smirk formed itself upon my lips. I heaved a great sigh and looked down at my new gown, it was crinkled due to my hunched position on the window sill, and it was still damp at the bottom from when I ran home.
Christmas Carollers took my attention from the ruined dress; I looked down upon them through my window in disgust, and then when I had finally had enough I trudged to my bed, flopping down onto it and finally letting the sobs that had threatened to erupt for hours come to the surface. I hated him. How could he do this to me, after everything? And with HER!
Finally succumbing to sleep, I had only one image in my mind. My saviour. My destroyer.
Edward Cullen.