OK...Here is my first story. Let me know what u think!
I do not own Twilight..The awesome Stephanie Meyer does
It's been 6 months since the day Edward walked away from me and destroyed my life. Not only did he leave, he took my heart, my soul, my dreams and my family. What would I do without my best friend Alice to help me get through this. I am completely and utterly alone.
I don't remember much after that, but I do remember being cold, colder than I have ever been, colder than his hands on my face. Charlie says they found my body on the ground curled up and barely alive. They put me to bed and I stayed there for months, not feeling, not caring. It hurt too much to do so. Then the dreams started. I don't remember them in detail. The dreams are random and fuzzy, like I need to adjust the picture, but I do remember the red headed woman. She is always there. I dont feel afraid of her though which is strange. Then I wake up.
I hate to face the new day. The constant pain occupying the place my heart used to be. I just want to sleep and escape from everything, but Charlie would ship me off to live in Florida with my mom. So everyday I fake my way through, hoping he never sees just how much pain I am really in. I long to talk to Alice. I would even go shopping with her if I could just have her here! I no longer live for myself, I live for my dad. I go to school but I dont interact with them and they let me be. Angela is the only person who really cares and tries to be there for me. Without her I wouldn't even try in school.
Birthdays, ugh. Birthdays should be banned. I told Alice NO parties but Alice being Alice didn't listen and in mere seconds my whole world came tumbling down. I always knew to be careful but I didn't realize a papercut could turn into a catastrophe. I knew Jasper didn't plan to attack me, he just reacted to the monster in him. I don't blame him. After that night Edward became distant.
He said he needed to talk to me after school, which I had a feeling I wouldn't like what he had to say. Well, I was right. He told me it was time for them to move on. Forks had become too boring and they were ready to move. At first I thought he was including me, but he said that I was no longer a challenge and he was done trying to be human. He was ready for a new distraction. He said he didn't love me anymore and he was tired of pretending he did. He was done. Blackness swirled in my eyes. My heart started to freeze. I'm sure I forgot to breathe. WHY? I screamed in my head.
As he started walking away from me he paused and said
"Try to stay away from danger and promise me you will stay safe, and in return I will make it as though I never existed." .
I could only stare at him as he ran from me. From us. The void in my heart grew.
Time moved on and I slowly started to rejoin the world. Charlie was there every step of the way. He became my friend. I saw him a different light. I saw why my mom fell in love with him. He said he saw his pain in me and was determined to help me through it, so we decided to redo our home. We were going to re-paint the kitchen, living room and my bedroom. I was going to paint my room a gold color and put carpet in it. We moved everything out of my room and got started.
"Bella, I was wondering if you were thinking about college." My dad asked me.
"Not really, just trying to make it though each day right now. Maybe I'll take a year off and then decide." I said.
"Well just don't let this ruin you life. It's not over just..."
"I know dad." I whispered before he could complete his sentence.
It took all day to paint. It was going to look great. I was actually getting excited about it now. Charlie was carrying the ladder out just as I walked back in, and of course being me, I walked without looking and down we went. The ladder came crashing down just missing my foot. Charlie slid backwards on the tarp on my hardwood floor and the ladder bounced off his foot and hit the floor, cracking two of the slats in the floor.
Charlie sighed. "Guess I have to replace it tomorrow."
I really couldn't help my self and started to giggle. He was hobbling out of room muttering how I must of gotten the clumsiness from my mom's side. "Sure dad, you keep thinking that." I said to myself.
He went to take a shower, so I started dinner. After supper, we went into the living room to watch tv.
"Bella," he started. "I want to tell you a story."
"Okay..." I responded. He never tells stories.
"I want to tell you about how I lost the love of my life." he said. "Dad, I already know all about you and mom." I said quietly.
"No, this was before your mom. Her name was Tory. We grew up together and were high school sweethearts. We were always together. She was my soul-mate. We planned on getting married and settling here in Forks. She was going to stay home and raise our kids." I was floored! Dad had a soul mate and it wasn't mom. Did mom know...?
"Um..wow Dad. I don't know what to say." I said.
"Yeah I know. Let me finish. It was right after we graduated. She was given a tour of Europe as her graduation present from her grandparents. She really didn't want to go but I talked her into it. I would start attending the police academy while she was gone and save up for our first house. I watched her board the plane as her long red hair swirled around her head. I had a bad feeling in my stomache when I couldn't see her face throuh her hair. I found out later I was right. She had been gone for a month when I got the call from her parents. "Tory is missing". They said. She had gone ahead to the resturant to get them a table by the window. Her granparents were still getting ready back at the hotel. Tory was rarely patient and could never sit still for long. He smiled at some memory. When they got to the resturant she wasn't there and the hostess said she never showed up. They waited a few hours then called the police. They searched for her two weeks. Finally they gave up. I wanted to go over there but her parents said there was nothing I could do there. I wanted to die. Her parents became reclusives and eventually moved away. She was the light of our worlds and those who met her were drawn to her. I couldnt face the day, and was terrified at night. I dreamed of her constanly. I had lost all will to live.
There were unshed tears in his eyes as he told me this.
I didn't know what to say. Was our family cursed when it came to love?
I leaned over and gave him a hug. "Thanks for telling me this Dad." I whispered softly.
I guess that explains why my mom left. He never got over losing his soul-mate. Was I destined for the same path?
