I, unfortunately, do not own The Twilight Saga. It is all Stephanie Meyers. I am just messing about with her characters and story.
They left me. All of them. Alice, Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle.
My second, wonderful family. And the worst part, I couldn't even hate them for it, because no matter how much I loved them, loved him, they were too good for me and I always knew that. I never deserved them. It was only a matter of time before something separated us and it just happened to be a simple paper cut on my 18th birthday...
But I needed to see him again. Just one last time. No matter what it took, even if it killed me. And the only place I could think of to help me with this...La Push.
A/N: Please be aware that this is my first ever story so please don't be too harsh if it's rubbish. But I do welcome plenty of comments! NemoNewbie