Heyy! Well, this is my first fan fic story, so please dont judge too harshly! :P


BPOV

Ugh. Why me?

Why was the world full of, for lack of better words, jerks? Mainly my boyfriend, well, ex after about two hours ago.

I was lying in my bed, finished from crying and using my pillow as a punch bag, and finally entering the acceptance stage…ok, maybe I was still in the anger one, but still. Thing is, it was his fault, so why the heck was I beating myself over this? Oh right, because I loved him. And trusted my life with him.

Flashback

I quickly grabbed the keys to my Chevy truck and ran out the door, locking it just in case. I was so exited and happy I was practically jumping up and down on my seat, crashing the key in the ignition and practically shouting at my truck to go faster.

My boyfriend, Jacob Black, was back in town from college, and I was going to surprise him. I had been quite nervous at first, because he had been pressuring me to take our relationship to the next level, and of course I had hesitated a lot, but he being gone this long, and me beating myself up cause of it, made my mind up.

As I sped through the streets, my stomach began to tighten up more and more out of nervousness. I had no idea what I was doing, and doubt was starting to creep up on me, giving me more second thoughts to this. I bit my lip and shook my head, clearing my head. He was back, after 7 months, I loved him, he loved me, that's all there was to it…

right?

Finally, I pulled into his driveway, and hurriedly got out. Even before I took a step, the nausea in my stomach stopped me and I leaned against the door of my truck. Also, I had a horrible gut feeling something bad was going to happen. I closed my eyes momentarily, and took an unsteady deep breath.

Get a grip, Swan! I mentally pep talked, although not that sweetly, myself.

Forcing my feet to move, I walked up his porch, making as less noise as possible, and unlocked his door quickly with the key he had given me. I turned the knob slowly, again not making noise, and entered the house. Everything was dark, but I heard slight noise coming from his bedroom. Smiling slightly, I tiptoed up the stairs and creped stealthily along the narrow hallway until I reached his room. The door was slightly ajar, so I peeked through and immediately my breath caught in my throat. Not only did I see his russet colored skin and shaggy dark hair, but also another head with the same features.

Only feminine.

I felt a tear trickle down my cheek as I caught sight of the face of the body under him. Leah Clearwater. His own cousin! Oh my god, not only was he sleeping with someone behind my back, but that person was also his own flesh and blood! That sick fuck!

I wiped the tear away angrily and stormed out of the house, slamming the door on my way out. If he heard, I didn't give a shit anymore. I got in my truck, slamming once again the door, wincing slightly at the sound of my old truck falling apart, and quickly got out of there.

End of Flashback

So much for trust, huh?

I sat up with sudden determination and practically ripped off my clothes. I wasn't going to care, and I was going to go out and have fun. Adding a pair of dark skinny jeans and a midnight blue blouse along with a pair of converses and a touch of makeup, jewelry and fixing my disheveled hair, I marched out the door, feeling that pain in my chest again when I caught sight of my family room, it reminding me of the father I once had, and headed out.

Charlie…

I sighed quietly in my car, resisting the urge to cry. He had died about a few years ago after a dreadful heart attack. Back then Jacob and I weren't together, just good friends, but after he had died he had been there for me in so many ways that he made certain feelings in me develop towards him. Since then, we had been inseparable, with the exception of his college. Which leads to-

No! Don't think about it! He's the jackass, and you're just the girl who fell for his lame charms!

I nodded my head in agreement with the voice at the back of my head and took off for one of my favorite bars/clubs. The Twilight Zone. It was old, not very popular, but it had a certain touch that nobody could resist.

As I entered the parking lot, I noticed there was quite the series of elegant cars. A stylish silver Volvo, A BMW, a pretty sweet red jeep, and a yellow porch. They practically screamed: "I wanna go fast!" Nice.

I chuckled slightly, looking at the difference between my crappy car and the rest of them. Wow, it was like rusty metal against pure diamonds.

You really aren't in a position to be laughing.

Right…crap. Sighing quietly, I entered the club and made my way to the DJ, and signed my name up for Karaoke. If their was anything that could relax me, it was signing. My mom had thought me throughout my life how to sing properly, with your gut and not your throat, and a bunch of other stuff.

"You'll be up in ten minutes. So, Don't Trust me and Broken Wing? Is that right?" The DJ asked me. I nodded and walked briskly away. I sat at one of the stools at the bar and ordered myself a Pina Colada. As I looked around, I noticed there was slightly less people here then usual. Hmmm… Maybe the rumors were true. Maybe they were really going out of business.

Oh common! Does everything have to be against me?

I shook my head and traced the rim of my glass absentmindly. Suddenly, I heard the beginning of a very familiar song start to play and I looked over my shoulder and immediately my breath caught. This was my favorite song! Bitter by Teddy something, a last name no one could remember, especially me.

Irrevelent compared to who is singing it.

Dawm that was right. I swear I had died and gone to heaven when my eyes connected with emerald green orbs. It was as if they could look right at you and see right into your soul. I soon realized I was starring, and worst yet, he was looking right at me. He smiled crookedly, and my heart instantly melted at the sight of it. He had a long nose, firm and clean cut features, an amazing toned body, and probably the world's wildest bronze hair, but the temptation to run my fingers through it lingered.

I hadn't realized he finished the song when all of a sudden he moved off the stage. He strode quietly toward the bar, that smile lingering slightly on his lips. I couldn't take my eyes of him, and suddenly I realized he wasn't heading for the bar in particular. He was heading for me.


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