Chapter 1: How did I end up here?
Made a wrong turn, once or twice
Found my way out blood and fire
Bad decision that's alright, Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss-no-it-is-no-good that didn't slow me down
~F***ing Perfect
~PINK~
Alice Point of View
My name is Alice Brandon. I am 18 years old and I am going to attend UCLA (which stands for University of California Los Angelos if you didn't know).
~Flashback~
My Mom and I were setting the table for dinner. Aro, my horrible stepdad, walked in.
"Alice, Aro and I have some great news for you" my mother said. Yeah it cant be that great.
"What" I snapped. Today hadn't particularly been the best. It was a horrible day actually.
"Don't you dare talk to your mother in that tone" Aro's eyes darkened.
" Anyway, honey, Aro and I got you accepted to UCLA. We found that it would be the best place for you to go instead of drab old Wallings Community College" yeah saying Honey really sealed the deal.
"Why?" I asked "I wanted to go to New York to pursue fashion"
"Because we said so. You leave in two weeks. Anymore sas and we can just lock you in the basement" growled Aro with a hint of pleasure in his voice. Of course, he would why wouldn't that vile monster not like it?
"Why don't I just leave tonight?" my weak voice getting higher.
"Alice" my mother began
"Fine with me here is $1,000 dollars it should be quite enough. Atleast until you pick up that lazy ass and get a job." Aro hissed.
"Yah know I'm glad to get out of this hell hole. I'll be outta here by the time you wake up tomorrow. See yah" I said tears were welling up in my eyes.
"Alice Brandon" my mother called
I ignored her. I threw everything I owned into 4 suitcases and a few boxes.
"If only dad wasn't gone" I whispered "Life woulkd be fine"
I ran out the door. I looked at my house one last time. I grabbed a taxi and headed to the airport. I would then find a hotel close to UCLA or just find my dorm.
~End of Flashback~
Jasper Point of View
My name is Jasper Whitlock. I am 15 years old, and I am going to attend UCLA.
~Flashback~
Mom had just gotten off her 2nd shift at the diner. Things were getting pretty bad around here.
"Jasper we need to talk" she coacked. I looked into her pleading eyes as I sat down.
"Whatever it is I didn't do it" I joke but I knew it was serious.
"Just like your father Jazz. Trying to lighten the mood. Jasper I have cancer. A huge tumor has grown inside my head. I don't want you put in a home…" I began to cut her off "Now let me finish. I don't want you in a home or with anyone else. The doctor gave me three weeks. I used the rest of my money to send you to UCLA also there is a trust fund set up at the bank to support you. It's all your fathers and mine savings. Spend it wisely"
"What no! I want to stay here with you" I complained. Panic struck my face.
"Jasper when your older you will hopefully understand. However, I don't want to treat you like a little kid. Stay in school for me Jasper. Please. I want you to have a good life. Marry a good gal and have lots of kids."
"If that's your wish, its my command"
"Yes Jazzy never forget me but don't hang onto the past for to long. And always remember they wouldn't call it love if you didn't get hurt in the process. Now go get packing." She said. Tears were forming in both our eyes.
"And Jasper" she added.
"Yes Mama"
"I still love you" she croacked.
"I love you too" I whispered. My heart sank tears and fear overcoming my eyes.
I drank myself to sleep like I did the nights dad died.
~Flashback Ends~
Rosalie Point of View
My name is Rosalie Lillian Hale. I am 18 years old and I am attending UCLA.
~Flashback~
I was sitting in my room all alone. This was nothing new. After Evangeline died everyday was the same. I had everything any teenage girl could lwant in life. Though nothing made me happy not without Evangeline.
My mom walked into the room and sat down on my bed.
"Hey baby I got a question to ask you" she looked at me
"What" I snapped. Did I mention I could be a real bitch sometimes. Yeah I even know it.
"How would you feel if you left Chicago for a while. Meet new people and soak up the sun" she asked.
"I don't know" I hesitated.
"What about going to college at UCLA" she handed me the acceptance letter. This was where Evangeline and I were going to go together. I looked the flyer over that she had also handed me.
"Mom I think it's a good idea" and for the first time in two years I hugged my mother.
~End of Flashback~
Emmett Point of View
My name is Emmett McCarthy. I am 18 years old and I am attending UCLA.
~Flashback~
I am tired of this place. Old photos haunting me wherever I go. It has been forever since I've left.
I pulled out a kitchen chair.
"Mom, I'm thinking of heading off to college" I said.
"Are you sure? Your only 18" she said.
"Yea I'm sure. I think I need a change in scenery" I handed her the flyer "I leave tonight"
"Oh baby" she wept into my big arms.
"Mom I'll still come back. Hopefully, with a girlfriend" I whispered. She chuckled.
I could see tears in her eyes the rest of the evening. It truly broke my heart, but I felt like this is best.
~End of Flashback~
Bella Point of View
My name is Isabella, Bella, Swan. I am 18 years old and I am attending UCLA.
~Flashback~
I tiptoed into the house. They were fighting again. I heard a slap followed by a scream and more yelling. I walked into my room and checked my suitcases. All packed and ready. I grabbed a pen and a piece of notebook paper and began my note.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I have decided to attend college out of state. I'm tired of all the crap around here. Maybe with me gone you will open your eyes. I doubt that you will notice me gone, however. Since you don't seem to notice me while I am here.
Keep in Touch
Isabella Marie Swan
And with that I grabbed my stuff and left.
Edward Point of View
My name is Edward Mason. I am 18 years old and going to be attending UCLA.
~Flashback~
I grabbed the knife and sliced it through my already drunken flesh. It became dark as if all life were to fade away.
"Edward" my mother shrieked. I mumbled something incoherent.
"Edward I have had enough of this foolishness. You are going to college and that is that. When you are sober shower and pack you leave in the morning. Don't forget to write" she murmured the last part. And with that I became unconscious. The last memory replaying over and over like a nightmare.
~End of Flashback~