AN: Okay, so I've written loads of different versions of this and have finally settled on this one to put up. I hope it's good. It does get better, I promise. By the way, the main character is called Rochelle. just thought I'd throw that in here... Enjoy!

8 Years Ago...

I placed the coke besides me as I started up Paul's truck. As I pulled out I bit back a smile. As if I didn't know what they were up to. During my birthday bash (aka me, my sister Freya and my boyfriend Paul watching movies all day) Freya had asked me to go out and get some coke as we'd run out. Now, I'm not going to assume anything but- it is so obvious they're planning something. Maybe a surprise birthday party, maybe not. But definitely maybe.

I tapped my hands against the wheel as I headed home. Freya, my older sister, inherited the house after out Mom died 3 years ago. Because Freya was 18, she became my legal gaurdian. So thankfully I didn't have to leave my home, La Push. My Mom was in a car accident and my Dad has always been nonexistent. He left when he found out Mom was pregnant with me. Last we heard, he was in a Psych hospital somewhere.

About a year after our Mom's death I met Paul. We've been together ever since. I fell in love 6 months after our first date. When I turned 17 I thought 'This was it'. Paul and I could be together. Only he thought I was too young. So we made a deal that on my 18th birthday we would finally make love (I know it's cheesy to call it that but still. It's true). That's why all day yesterday Alice, Bella, Kim and I went to Seattle to shop. As a birthday present to me, all the girls pitched in and brought me lingere. That is a shopping trip I'll never forget.

My grin widened as I pulled up outside the house. I grabbed the huge bottle of coke, slammed the truck door shut and all but ran to the front door. Why did I have to forget my coat? Not only was I drenched from the rain but covered in mud from my mad dash to safety. Great.

I pushed open the door and glanced around, not seeing a thing. The TV was on stand-by and the clock was ticking away. I frowned. Huh. I guess no surprise birthday party. Or party of any sort. I shrugged and walked in, kicking off my shoes and chucking the keys into the small pot by the door. I glanced to the right, where I could see straight into the kitchen but saw no one.

I headed there and put the bottle of coke in the fridge. I grabbed a towel from the counter and headed towards my room, drying my arms and face. My room was the smallest in the house, and yet I still managed to fit a bed big enough for two people, a set of drawers, a small desk and have a wall of books. Freya and I- with the help of Paul- had fitted a set of shelves into the wall, so that it wouldn't take up lots of space. I had the option of a bigger room but I chose this one because of the view. It looked straight out onto the forest and I always had a view of the moon, no matter what stage it was in.

I headed towards my chest of drawers, tugging off my soaking wet shirt. I glanced down at my white bra and bit my lip. Damn, that was soaked too. I tugged it off and exchanged it for my red one that the girls had brought me yesterday. I rummaged round and could only find Paul's shirts. I tugged on one of them and it fell to my thighs. I lifted up the collar and could smell Paul. A goofy grin spread over my face when I imagined his reaction to seeing me in his shirt. He always loves seeing me wearing his clothes. Probably why there are so many of his shirts in my drawers.

I pulled off my shorts I'd been wearing, put on a pair of jeans and was just reaching for the towel to dry my hair when a bang resounded through the bungalow. I frowned when I heard it again. I padded out of my room and followed the sound. I paused outside Freya's room and pressed my ear to the door.

What in the world...

I gripped the handle and turned it. I pushed open the door, getting ready to attack if something flew at me. The door scraped the pale pink carpet and everything seemed to freeze as I stepped into the room.

Then all at once, the sounds hit me: panting, creaking springs, the headboard knocking against the wall, the sheets rustling.

The pain hit me hard and I gasped as I felt my heart shatter. I stumbled back, knocking into the door jamb. My boyfriend and sister froze and both their eyes turned towards me. Paul scrambled up off the bed, panting hard. Freya was frozen on the bed, her eyes as wide as mine, I'm sure.

Paul stepped towards me, "Ro-Ro, I-"

I spun round and sprinted to the front door. I could hear footsteps behind me but I was too confused to think straight. How long had they been sleeping together? Why today of all days? Are they in love with each other? My breath caught in my throat as I yanked on my shoes. I grabbed the door handle. Run. I had to run and think and-

A tear trickled down my cheek, another following it's wake. I glanced behind me to see him stood there tugging on his jeans and Freya stood there in his shirt. Pain throbbed through me and more tears fell.

I yanked open the door and ran out. I didn't look back as I ran down the street, dragging my shattered heart with me.

AN: So? Please review! I want to know what you all think of it! I'll put the first chapter as soon as I iron out a few kinks. PLS REVIEW!!!