AN: Again with commitment... I had this awesome plan-outline thing that I was gonna follow and it was gonna be awesome. Screw that, I'm just gonna upload chapters as I finish them. Which means some stories may be told backwards, you'll deal, right? I am gonna hold the meadow scene until I have an undetermined amount of reviews. I'll decide after this chapter. c:
IMPORTANT!!!
FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT READ CHAPTER TWO WHEN IT WAS FIRST POSTED YOU WILL NEED TO REREAD IT SINCE I EDITED IT AND ADDED NEW AND IMPORTANT INFORMATION.
The Journal
I've always been accident-prone. If I think real hard I can remember some of them, the ones that left a big impression on me, for whatever reason.
When I was three I fell off a tricycle and scrapped my knees and hands, I got three stitches. I wasn't allowed to ride a bike again until I was eight.
When I was five I tripped on my shoelace at school and knocked out my front teeth. I didn't get to have shoelaces in my shoes until I was 12, when my Mom had a hard time finding Velcro shoes to fit me.
When I was six I fell down the stairs and broke my arm and got a concussion. I'm sure that if my mother had had the money she would have moved us to a one-story house.
When I was eight I sliced my wrist open on an upholstery staple on the couch and got 13 stitches.
When I was nine I broke my toe on a Lego box, Renee threw away all my toys that didn't involve stuffing or expand my mind somehow.
When I was twelve I broke a rib on a carnival ride that my friends and I snuck onto, I was too short and not only was I confined to a bed for six weeks after that I was grounded for 2 months. It was then that my obsession with Jane Austen was developed.
When I was fifteen I broke my hand when my binder rings snapped shut on it. I was only given notebooks from the school from then on.
It wasn't until I met Edward though that the accidents turned deadly.
I can clearly remember nearly being decimated by someone's van at school. Edward saved me from that one and it was then that I clued in that something was different about him. Average people don't leave dents on the sides of cars and walk away.
I know Edward saved me from something in Port Angeles once, but I don't think he ever wants to talk about. It must have been bad. It was that night that I recognized him for what he really was.
I remember him saving me from James, but I don't remember why… only the pain in my arm and leg.
I remember saving him from the Volturi… that would have never happened if I hadn't jumped off the cliff into the ocean. Which wasn't actually an accident, it was an accident that Alice had thought I had died. If I had known Edward would try and kill himself after I jumped I'm not sure I would have done it to begin with.
I remember having my wrist or hand in a cast after visiting Jake once, but I don't remember how that happened. I've asked Edward about it before but he changed the topic and confused me by kissing and dazzling me. He still fights dirty, even when he has me.
It would make sense if I could say that my favorite accident was when the car attempted to annihilate me or whatever happened in Port Angeles. But, my favorite accident doesn't even involve me.
When I was sixteen Renee and I were walking in the park on a sunny day. She tripped and sprained her ankle and a guy nearby picked her up and helped her to his car and took her to the hospital. I don't know what happened there. Renee seemed to forget about me as she was overwhelmed by the young human, I sat on the swings till the sun went down at which point I decided to trek the five miles home.
When I got home Renee was sitting on the couch with ice on her ankle and the same stranger by her side, she smiled brightly at me despite the pain from her ankle and not knowing the whereabouts of her one and only daughter for hours. She talked vividly about everything the stranger had told her, although I don't think I really took anything in. My place was being taken by a stranger, only because he could pick her up and take her to the car.
The stranger would later purpose to Renee and they would be married. I would decide to move to Forks… where more accidents could happen and I could fall in love with my own beautiful stranger.
