Well I only really got one reveiw but two of my freinds read it and begged me for more, so I guess I'll just keep writing more. If you do decide to reveiw, it would be appreciated. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. But I do own Tara, that's it.
Tara rolled her eyes and smiled, following her brother and sister into the mansion. She immediately went to the music room and closed the door. She then sat at her and Edwards's piano and started to play her lullaby. She had written this lullaby for her self while thinking of Oliver, or him, as she had recently been calling him in her mind to try to stop the pain.
Oliver George, he had been her first love, and for now, the only love she ever thought she'd have. He had been a very handsome man with shaggy light blonde hair and light blue eyes, which had always looked down at her so lovingly from his six-foot-three stature. It was always very hard to think about the night that cursed her life for eternity.
Flashback
It was summertime and the two lovers were going on a road trip for a week. Oliver was driving, and Tara was falling asleep in the passenger seat. It was in the dead of night on a road that was almost barren, aside from them and a two or three other people making late-night journeys somewhere. Tara looked at him, smiled a sleepy, lopsided smile, and drifted off to sleep. She woke up to a loud screech, a huge bang, a shattering of glass, and then felt immense pain in her abdomen. She looked to her left to ask Oliver what had happened, but he wasn't there. Looking up, she saw a huge hole in the windshield with blood sliding down the glass. She panicked and tried to move, but the pain coming from her midsection made her slip into a world of blackness.
sorry for the shortness of this chapter, it looked a lot longer on paper... another chapter will be added directly following this one..