SOMETIMES GOODBYE IS A SECOND CHANCE
I have decided to finally write something again and this time, I am going into Twilight waters. This will be my very first lengthy fic and my very first Twilight fic. I hope some of you give me a chance and actually read what I write. I am open to suggestions and constructive criticism.
This story will revolve around Jasper and Alice and I am moving them in a different setting in this fic. This fic will not be supernatural (so AH and AU). All pairings will be canon. I hope to stay true to their characteristics but as said before, this will be a little bit different. So, thank you for your patience in advance.
Also, I desperately need a beta reader. I will do the prologue and probably the first chapter on my own but will need a beta reader for further chapters. So if anyone would be so kind, I would be immensely grateful.
I am not, I never was and I will never be Stephenie Meyer, all the characters belong to her, I am just borrowing them. This is all for fun, no money will be made.
Without further ado, here is the summary, proceeded by the prologue.
Rating:PG-13 (might change later on, I am not sure yet)
SUMMARY: After 5 years of rebuilding his life and putting the pieces back together, everything falls apart once again when she comes storming back into his life.
P R O L O GU E
My eyes are open wide, by the way
I made it through the day.
I watch the world outside, by the way
I'm leaving out today.
- Second Chance by Shinedown
It was a quiet February evening; I was sitting behind my desk, trying to come up with some ideas for my new book. It is funny how things turn out, I never thought of becoming a writer but when your world falls apart, it is easier to pour your feelings out on paper and pretend they are someone else's feelings and not your own, just write and somehow forget about your pain and your problems. They never really go away but it is a way to avoid confrontation and maybe even a breakdown. Writing does that and, well, whiskey helps.
Now, don't get me wrong, I was not a drunk but let's just say I had a Jack Daniels at home at all times, just in case. And so, a little over 4 years ago, I started writing. And I even got published, who would have guessed.
After that I packed all my belongings and bought this house surrounded by a forest. It is very peaceful here and most importantly I am alone. So there I was, sitting in a chair with a glass of whiskey in my hand, looking out through the big glass window, trying to decide what to write. I have come up with a couple of ideas but nothing felt right. Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door.
Who might that be, I wondered.
I walked to the door and opened them. And there she stood, drenched in rain and very pregnant!, the woman I have been trying – unsuccessfully I might add – to forget for the past five years.
"I had nowhere else to go," she said.
What do you think? I never though I would be writing an AU/AH story, but this idea just wouldn't leave me alone. Should I continue?
Please, please review!
And I desperately need a beta reader.
Thank you for reading.