okay. i do apologive deeply for not updating all weekend. but, well...Saturday, I had percussion camp from 9-5. then, i lost my jump drive. then, yesterday was National Championship day, and there was a party. good news? i found my jump drive. :D

it was late, though, and i've been unable to post anymore until...now. :D

so, yes.

i apologize again. this is...ish...like New Moon, but it's also very different. Mayze and Bella aren't the same. Mayze is somewhat capable of functioning and smiling without Edward. but, well, she was also raped. that's not something you just move on from. it haunts you. some people never get over it. thankfully, Mayze does.

it's not a joke either.

anyways, enough ranting. one more apology, though.

these next THREE chapters (all of the ones i'm posting tonight) are short. that's why you get three instead of one. please, though, review them. i know they're short. this, before the author's note, is 226 words. so, yes. it's short. they all. point is, they need to be, because she's messed up. simple as that.


05. Scared: Three Days Grace


July . . . .

A month full of lies and heartbreak.

For the first time, I cried about this; my entire situation. After two weeks, I realized he's really not here, and Blade really did rape me—brutally.

Jacob and the pack had come up with a cover story, even though none of them wanted to really do that. It was something they had to do because the Cullens didn't break the treaty. So, they weren't gonna start a war when a war was nowhere near necessary.

They decided to say that a man found me wandering, raped me, and then left me for dead. But they "found his remains" a few days later, and before Charlie could see it, it magically vanished somehow.

Yeah . . . crazy. It worked, though.

I told Charlie that Edward wrote me every day, because texting wasn't enough effort to him. In case he was lying when he said goodbye and Emmett was being serious, I wanted things to flow smoothly whenever he got back.

Functioning without Edward seemed impossible, but I knew I could've done it, at least since I knew he would be back one day. Living with the heartbreak and the memories of what Blade did to me would've been something I was able to overcome.

Both at once? Forget it.

Fourth of July.

Pain.

Hell.