Disclaimer: I do not own twilight or any of its characters. It all belongs to the brilliant Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 1
*Past*
We sat down all together in the family room, laughing at a new movie we had just bought.
If you'd peered at us through the window we, looked like the perfect family. Sitting down and goofing off.
And you can see in our eyes how much love we had for each other.
Just the three of us; Mom, Dad, and me. The trio that perfected this family.
The day before it happened.
We were oblivious as to what would happen tomorrow and we preferred it that way.
*Present*
It was a beautiful day to go out to the park. Just me and my parents.
We were the kind of family that liked to do outdoor activities and spend most of our together.
That's why I loved my parents.
Even though I was 17, I still loved to go out with them.
I wasn't the most sociable person so I didn't have a lot of friends. But I was fine with that.
My name is Bella Swan. I live in Phoenix with my parents, Renee and Charlie.
Both my parents were doctors and got a fair amount of salary. So I didn't see any reason why anyone had any business with us.
We were an average family.
Until…..
As we strolled around the park, I noticed some men in long jackets sitting down on a bench, reading a news paper.
That's odd, I thought, why are they wearing jackets on such a sunny day?
But I just shrugged it off. I had no idea how right I was.
As we just rounded a corner, suddenly out of nowhere, sounds of guns and bullets were being heard.
Mayhem was everywhere. I could see people running in all directions, trying to escape the men.
The parents were crying, trying to reach their children to get them into safety before it was too late.
But I noticed the men were directing their attention at only us. Before I had time to think, my parents were shoving me down on the floor to duck.
But then I saw it was too late for them. I saw as how the bullets hit them like canons and blood splattered everywhere including on me.
It took a while to register what happened. My eyes were glued to the men who had the guns. I had a glimpse at their faces and how they looked.
And they also noticed how I could see them. I saw a flash of anger in one of their eyes but before they could so much lift the gun, they heard police sirens right behind me.
With one last menacing look at me, they got into their car and zoomed off so fast, no one could catch them.
But I couldn't care. All I could think about was my parents. And as the police rushed to where I was lying they heard a heart-breaking sob break through my lips before I finally blacked out.