I do not own Twilight, If I wanted to own something or rather someone It would be Rob.

Prologue

At five we were friends.

He was the Harry to my Ron.

At ten we were neighbours.

He was the pig to my runt.

At thirteen puberty hit Edward like bowling ball in an ally.

At seventeen he grew obsessed with me.

He was like David, I was like Nicole.

At eighteen he decided I was his.

This is my story of subjugation.

It was not always like this. I guess its true monsters are not made they are created by circumstances. Or atleast that is what I wished true.

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