Thanks for all the reviews. I'm not exactly sure when the prologue will pop up into the story, but I'm hoping this to be a pretty long story. Hope you guys enjoy it. Oh, and in this story, Charlie and Renee never broke up.

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Chapter One - Shock

"Bella? Your shift is over; you can go home now," a friend at work, named Katie, told me, smiling. She wondered how I sometimes don't notice when work is over and almost work overtime if no one told me- some people, including my friend and me, didn't like this job at all because most of the customers were jerks, men who tried to hit on us, or woman who would scowl and spit on us. There wasn't that many nice people that came here. We were waitresses at a restaurant that was combined with a bar.

I don't like bars really at all, because drunk people would sometimes try to do something to the waitresses or waiters- some actually succeeded. Most of the men who tried on me failed because of my friends helped me out or my boss walked out to check things out. My boss was nice to me and my friends, and a few other people, but he could be really mean to those who didn't listen to him. Most of the people he didn't like ended up getting fired.

I smiled. "See you tomorrow," I said, though I didn't know that wasn't true. My parents, Charlie and Renee, and I lived in a pretty nice house in California. Charlie was the Chief of police here amazingly, and my mom worked at a daycare, playing and taking care of the children there. It seemed to suit her since she seemed to play like a child too.

I folded my apron and put it in the back in my locker and grabbed my purse. I took everything that was mine out and carried them to my car. I don't know why, but I had a feeling I should bring them with me and keep them at home for now.

It was a fifteen minute drive there. The sun was shining and birds were chirping. I wasn't expecting to see what I saw when I pulled into the driveway, though.

The door to my house that I lived with my parents- I didn't buy myself a house yet for various reasons- was off it's hinges, on the floor. One of the windows were shattered. I gulped while my heart sped up. I left everything in my car and got out of it, closing the door silently and walked to my house slowly. Every step I took it seemed my heart got louder and louder, and the silence was deafening. Don't worry, nothing happened, the door is just down because Charlie decided to replace it...

I knew it was a lie. Something horrible had happened, and I needed to find them quick. I walked in despite my protests in my mind, telling me to live and run away from this, but I couldn't. I know I wouldn't be able to leave without seeing if my parents were okay or not.

I looked into the living room where the window was broken. There was blood from the window all the way to the couch that was on the other side. My heart pounded harder. I knew my parents weren't here anymore. Their car was gone too; no doubt whoever did such a horrible thing took them away in it. I fell on my knees and buried my face in it and felt tears fall down my cheeks and soak my hands.

I stayed like that for an hour. I probably would've stayed like that if the phone didn't start to ring. I lifted myself up and wiped my tears away and picked up the phone. "Hello?" Luckily my voice stayed even and normal. Though the voice didn't sound like it belonged to me.

"Is this Bella Swan?" I heard a rough, but kind voice speak from the other end.

"Yeah, why?" I asked.

"My name is Doctor Black, and you need to get to the hospital as soon as you can, please. We have some news," he said, sighing. I instantly knew it was bad news and it was about my parents. I swallowed and made sure my voice was still the same.

"Okay. Bye," I said and hung up. I had a pretty good guess of what happened to them, but I couldn't help but worry about them. I sighed and was just about to head out when I noticed a piece of paper taped to the window. I walked over and read it.

Bella.

Destroy this evidence and maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to live longer than I planned. If you don't, you will die once I get back.

There was no name or signature on it. I gulped and threw the paper in the fire and took out the window. Luckily the window would look normal to everyone still- most of the houses had windows that you could take off the glass and replace it with a screen instead to keep the house cool if you were unable to pay for air conditioning almost all day every day due to the heat. ((I know it's not true, but it's a story, so it doesn't matter.)) I looked down at the carpet and sighed. How on earth was I going to take those stains out? I went over to the closet and found the carpet cleaner- the one that washed the carpets. Hopefully it would work...

Plugging it in, I started to wash the carpet. Somehow, I was able to get the bloodstains out. I don't know how, but I did. I turned it off and put it in the closet. I sighed and went upstairs to my room and took everything I had in there, except for furniture, and put it in my car. I had a pretty good car, and amazingly, my parents were able to afford it somehow, it was a black Mercedes. I remember the day they bought it for me- it was for a birthday present. I don't know how on earth they paid for this thing, but it was amazing.

I drove to the hospital and got out of the car, shutting and locking the door. I ran inside and headed for the desk. "Bella Swan... I got a phone call," I said after taking a few deep breaths.

"Doctor Black is in room 412," she said, looking sad. I knew it.

Heading towards the room she said, I couldn't help but think what I was going to do after this. I had to go somewhere, but where? I was only doing the waitress job here temporarily- if my parents didn't die, I decided to accept the fact, though it hurt me a lot, I would've been able to actually finish college. I'd just have to find a college that would be willing to take me where I left off, or just start all over.

I found myself in room 412 with Dr. Black, who seemed tan and strong. Smiling, he held out a hand and I shook it.

"Like I said, I'm Dr. Black, and I have horrible news for you. Your parents have crashed in a car crash on the highway, and by the time we got there they were dead. We were unable to save them... I'm really sorry," he said, sighing. I nodded and sighed. He left the room and I noticed my parents were lying on the two hospital beds he was blocking from my view due to his large body. They were a complete mess.

Some of there limbs were bent in the wrong way, there were scratches almost everywhere, and some bruises. Sad thing was that they actually DID look like they came from a car crash, but only I knew that was a lie. This person really planned this out. I felt a few tears fall down my face, then I wiped them away. I would cry later. Right now, I needed to get out of here, and fast.

I ran out of the room and the hospital, ignoring startled looks and gasps from almost being knocked down. I climbed into my car quickly and slammed the door shut, starting the car. I drove out of the parking lot after I buckled myself and headed for the airport. I got a ticket and was able to have my car taken to New York. When the plane got here, I boarded the plane and wiped my forehead on my sleeve- I was sweating a lot due to all that running.

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I must have fallen asleep because I woke up to the sunrise and the speaker was saying,"We are now landing at New York. Please wait until told to get off and be patient."

I yawned and stretched, wiping away the tears that came from my nightmare that I had last night. I stood up when they said we could and got off the plane. I left the airport and stood on the sidewalk, looking back and forth.

A couple of bad things: I had no place to live, I didn't know where anything was in this city, and I am lost. I decided to go to the nearest shop for some advice. I walked across the street and walked down the sidewalk, looking around. I finally found one, and it looked beautiful. Maybe this had someone that could help me. I walked through the door and was shocked when a short pixie-like girl jumped right in front of me and grinned. She took my hand and shook it.

"Hello! My name is Alice Cullen, and this is my shop where the best designs are! How may I help you?" she asked cheerfully. I was shocked, but knew she was waiting for my answer so I spoke up.

"I'm new to New York. I have no clue where anything is and I have no place to live. Do you know where I could...?" I asked, unsure about my decision of going here. She smiled brightly.

"I have a friend who is looking for a roommate. If you don't mind, he would love to have you. I don't know if he'll make you pay or not, but he would love to have you," she said, smiling. I decided to try it out, so I agreed and she smiled. "You can also work here if you'd like a job to get money, we will definitely need you."

"Sure," I said, though I still wasn't exactly sure what this shop was.

"Yay! I'll get you started. Come on," she said and pulled me with her. This was going to be a long day.

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Hope you guys like the first chapter. :) Will update soon.