Charlotte's POV

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FLASHBACK

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This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This isn't happening. This is all a dream. He wouldn't leave, he can't. He told we were going to be together forever. We were supposed to get married on the beach and have 3 children and live happily ever after. Now, we're nowhere close to happily ever after. He would always tell me he loved and would never leave and always be there for me. I've never felt this way about anyone in my life. I thought we were so perfect, but nothings ever perfect for me, nothing.

Every night for the last two months, I've cried myself sleep and wonder how my life has changed so much, but mostly about this "Renesmee" person. I don't know her but I know I already hate her. Just when I think my life has a chance at becoming sane, she comes along and screws it up. I know I'm speaking out of hurt, but I don't care. I'm in pain both mentally and physically. The emotional pain has been easy to hide because no can see the raging war of emotions going through my head, but there are times were I lapse and just start to cry. Physically, you can say this break up got the worst of me. I've lost weight, I'm practically skin and bones, my eyes look dull, my hair looks a bird nest, and the list could go on for ages. But one thing that hurts the most is my heart. Each day it feels as though it's being ripped out my chest and beaten each time, someone mentions Ja... "his" name.

I feel lost without him. I know I probably sound like one of those girls who need a man to define them but I'm not, you just don't understand. He was there for me when I lost everything; he practically helped me become …me in way. It's like he was my foundation to stand on and now that he's crumbled, I feel like I'm standing alone.

Each day that I'm "forced" outside by Sue to get some fresh air, I see places we used to go and hangout, where we had our first kiss, where we told each other I love you, and I feel like I'm suffocating. This god forsaken town is just filled to the brim with memories and I can't take it. It's like I can't escape him. I should just leave I never come back. Rid myself of this town and move on somewhere fresh, where I won't be reminded of him. And maybe…just maybe…the nightmares have of him marrying "her" would stop.

I know I'm gonna hurt a lot people when I run but I'm doing this for me. If I stayed I'd be some sort masochist. The thought running away frightens me but I guess that's the point. I've only told one person about my plan, and that person was running away with me. That is Schuyler my best friend. She can't stand be stuck here with her abusive step-father and a mother who won't do anything to stop it.

Schuyler's parents divorced when she was really young, so she doesn't know her real father. Her mother remarried to some paleface named Stan. Everybody who met him loved him. They thought he was really caring and charismatic, but no one knew him better than me and Schuyler. Stan was abusive. He would beat Schuyler everyday from school just because he was drunk and was angry for no reason (alcohol can do that to person I suppose). Schuyler's mother, Tessa, wouldn't blink an eyelash anytime Schuyler came running to her about Stan beating her. She would always say it's just Stan's way of showing punishment. One time Stan beat her so bad, Schuyler was in coma for three days. You would have thought that would have been I wake up call for Tessa, but no, she didn't say word.

When I told Schuyler to come with me, she obviously jumped at the opportunity to leave this damn town. We spent hours together, thinking of a plan and I think we finally got it. I wasn't worried the money issues. My mom had hefty amount of money that was signed over to me. When I saw how much money that I inherited, I wonder why mom worked so many jobs over the years.

I knew together, Schuyler and I could make it and hope that we wouldn't have to come back here anytime soon.

"We have the money; we just don't know where to go?" I questioned Schuyler. She was over at my house today to continue planning. She was the only one, besides Sue, that I ever let in my room nowadays. We had everything we needed: money, transportation, fake , contacts so no one can recognize us (if I were to walk outside, with my real blues showing I definitely could be spotted. I mean there aren't lots of blue eyed natives walking around town. But with these brown contacts, I could look like everybody else.), clothes, toiletries, and so on. But we didn't have a destination.

"Maybe we could go to New York?" Schuyler suggested. I always wanted to go to New York, but mother would always forbid it. She thought I would bump into my father and he would kidnap. Weird, I know. I mean there are millions of people in that city, what are the chances, me meeting that one man.

"Ok, let's do it!" I said excitedly. I haven't shown much emotion since the break up other than sadness, so Schuyler was glad to see that I'm coming back slowly.

Scanning the room to see if I left anything, I see the letter I wrote for Sue and the others. I gonna miss them, but I have to move on. This town is just not healthy for me; it brought me pain. It's taking my mother and I know Jacob, what do I have left? Hope

I look outside my window and I see Schuyler cautiously driving up to my house. I know this is it and there is no turning back. And with that thought I jump out the window, bag in tow, and cross the lawn to Schuyler's car.

"You ready?" Schuyler asks nervously as I hastily get in the car.

"More than I'll ever be." I say and with that confirmation we're off.

Ok guys i really sorry i haven't updated in such long time.

I got sick, lost my voice, had to babysit for a week stuck at my sister's house without internet

*gasp* I know

I'm really sorry

U guys probably want kill me but u can't cuz then who would finish the story, right?