Interminable wretched day! Went to school with deer fur between my teeth and that harpy Rosalie didn't utter a word about it until I was behind the wheel of the Volvo driving us home. It is unbearable, never have I drowned in a humiliation so profoundly.
My reasonable entreaties to Carlisle to relocate us were met with callous chuckles! Chuckles! I had thought better of him, a supposed man of the cloth, than to rub salt in my injuries.
Oh but to turn back the clock! What use is immortality if we are still slaves to the memories of those we must tolerate this cursed existence with?
Blackest damned day! I shall not feed nor rest until I reach Volterra.
A/N: This is my first fanfic and I want to get better at writing. Please leave a review and let me know what you think! Thanks!