Chapter 1

BPOV

I sighed as I packed the last bit of clothes in my suitcase. Sophie's was all packed, and I only had to do mine. We were leaving to go to Forks, Washington tomorrow. I lived with my mother and her husband Phil, but soon, I would be living with my dad Charlie in a small, rainy town of Forks.

Sophie was my daughter. When I was 16, I had a wonderful boyfriend. His name was Edward Masen. He was the sexiest man ever to walk the planet. He had bronze hair, bright emerald eyes, a body any model would kill for, and he was 5'8". he was a year older than me, and he was all mine.

Edward and I had been together since I was 12 and he was 13. We had been best friends since we were in diapers. When we had become official, every girl was jealous.

It all started that summer, when we were alone together. We had loved each other very much and knew we were ready. We had dreamed about getting married when we were both old enough.

We were at Edward's house alone. Edward Sr. and Elizabeth Masen were out of town and both my parents were working. We were watching movies all day until things had turned another way. One thing turned into the other, and we had both lost our virginity.

I asked Edward before if he would never stop loving no matter what happened and he promised. But 2 weeks after, something horrible happened. I remember it like it was yesterday.

*Flashback*

Edward and I were walking back from a movie we had just seen. Ever since we had made love, things have been a lot more comfortable around us.

I was holding Edward's hand as he would sometimes lean in and kiss my cheek. It always made me giggle like a school girl.

"I love you," he whispered in my ear.

"I love you, too," I whispered back.

We kept walking, enjoying the night air in Phoenix. We then came upon a dark alley I always hated to pass. I moved closer to Edward and he held me tighter, knowing I hated that alley.

I tensed up when I saw 2 guys walking out. Their clothes were dirty and they were scary. I could feel Edward tense up, too.

We were fixing to get pass them, when one of them stood in front of us.

"Well, look what we have here," he said.

"Aw, young love," the other said.

"I hate young love," the first said.

"Please, leave us alone," Edward said, trying to move us pass both of them. I was scared for my life.

"Now, why would we do that?" the second asked.

"Yeah, who are you to tell us what to do?" the first asked.

The first man pushed against Edward's chest, making him release my hand. The second man grabbed both my wrist in one hand and covered my mouth with his other.

"You should have fun watching this," he whispered in my ear.

The first man pushed Edward again. You could tell Edward wasn't happy with that and he pushed him back, sending the man to the ground.

Edward was in trouble now. He may be the quarter back on the football team, but this man was twice his size. The man got up and swung at Edward. My scream was muffled.

Edward and the man fought against each other while I watched, scared for Edward's life. Finally, the man got sick of the playing around and pulled out a knife.

Both mine and Edward's eyes widened. The next thing happened in slow motion. I watched as the knife pierced Edward's chest and red flowed out onto his shirt. Tears streamed down my face as Edward fell to the ground.

I watched as the man kicked Edward in the stomach. Edward looked up to me with his emerald eyes.

"Run," he mouthed.

The man then turned to me with an evil smirk. I had to get away and get help. So I did what my father taught me if I was ever in this situation.

I lifted my foot up backwards and kicked the man holding me. He screamed as my foot came in contact with his manhood. I bit his hand and he released. I didn't have any time to waste, so I took off.

I prayed to God that Edward would be alright and that I wouldn't trip. I ran to the nearest police station. I explained my story in sobs and showed them where Edward was.

But when I got there, Edward wasn't there. The only thing left behind was a pool of blood and 2 lifeless bodies. And neither of them were Edward.

*End of Flashback*

The police believed that an animal had killed the man and drug Edward's body off. There was a closed casket ceremony for Edward. It was the hardest thing I had to sit through.

Watching his parents say their silent goodbyes, watching Edward Sr. have to carry Elizabeth back to her seat as she said goodbye to her 17 year old son.

I talked to nobody. I never ate, I hardly ever slept. But all that changed when I went to the doctor. My mother made me go after I had thrown up every morning for a week.

I found out I was pregnant with Edward's baby. I cried, knowing this baby would never know it's father. My mother supported me, knowing what shape I was in. I was very thankful for it, too.

My friends turned their backs on me when they found out. No one ever talked to me at school. When Sophie was born, I was happy and sad. Happy, knowing I'll always have a piece of Edward with me. Sad, knowing he will never meet his daughter.

Sophie was born on August 11th. Her full name is Sophie Eva Masen Swan. She has bronze, curly hair, pink full lips, pink cheeks, and bright green eyes. Edward's eyes. She was a spitting image of Edward. I cried when I first looked at her. She was now 6 months old and beautiful as ever.

"Bella?" my mother called. She walked in with Sophie in her arms.

"Yes," I asked, zipping up my suitcase.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked, handing me Sophie.

"I'm sure, Mom. I need a fresh new start," I said. I would be finishing up my junior and senior year in Forks.

"Just know I love you both," Renee said.

"I love you, too, Mom," I said.

Tomorrow, I would be in Forks, Washington.