Hey guys! Blaize here! This is the first fan fiction I've taken a stab at, so constructive criticism only, please. No flames. If you don't like it, don't read it. Plain. Simple. It will be a Jasper/Bella fanfic, I promise, but it will take some time. I honestly have no idea where this is going, so if you have any ideas, feel free to let me know. ^-^;

Oh, anything Twilight related isn't mine, I'm not getting money for this, blah blah blah….On with the story!

Pain. Loss. Anger. Anger above all. How dare he? I gazed at my surroundings, seeing nothing but trees and puddles of water. Was it raining? I looked down at myself, seeing the mud smeared on my arms and clothes. My jeans had a few holes torn into them. Why didn't I remember that happening? I reached up and ran my hand through my hair, finding it damp with rain. So, it had, in fact, been raining. What happened? Did I pass out? The last thing I remember was Edward running off after proclaiming he didn't love me anymore. Jerk. I run my ass to Italy, save his sparkly ass from certain death, and he leaves me a few weeks later? I was beyond floored. I should have let his ass perish in Italy. Our relationship had been going down the toilet anyway. I scooted back to the nearest tree trunk, and pulled my legs up to my chest.

As I looked back, I realized our relationship had been very unhealthy. I was constantly being controlled by him, bending to his wishes. I mean, I'm no dominant woman to begin with, but he took it to far. He got off somewhere molding me into what he thought was the perfect girl, which I was originally far from. I lost myself being with him. I didn't know who I was anymore. The clothes I wore, the attitude I had; hell, even my food choices weren't mine. The person I really was, was buried somewhere deep inside myself, and it was time to pull her out. The real me wouldn't have put up with Edward's shit to begin with. Now that I think about it, why did I fall under Edward's spell to begin with? To be honest, I didn't really know him. The real him. What his likes and dislikes were, what he had wanted to accomplish in his life before he was turned, what drove him to keep on going in his existence as a vampire. No, I didn't know him at all. I suppose it was better to figure this all out now, than to have been turned and stuck in an eternity alone.

I looked up, and could see the moon shining through the treetops, a bright beacon of hope. I looked around, trying to decide the best course of action for getting out of the forest. I stood up on shaky legs, and took a deep breath. After walking a few steps forward, I saw the outline of the trail back to my house. I began walking back, carefully avoiding tree roots and fallen trunks.

I finally emerged from the forest, and my house came into view. Charlie wasn't home yet. I breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that I didn't love Charlie, it was just that he overreacted at times, and this would have been one of those times. He would never know what really happened this past year regarding the Cullens. He couldn't. He would be killed.

Suddenly, the promise I had made to the Volturi came crashing back to me. How was I supposed to uphold my end of the bargain I made to save Edward's ass? I didn't want to live eternity alone. The sole reason I wanted to be turned was to be by Edward's side. Now that that wasn't a possibility, I wanted no part in eternity. I suppose I would just have to tell them, if they ever came looking, that Edward abandoned me, therefore taking away my ability to uphold my end. I snorted. I could just see myself, standing up to the rulers of the vampire world, trying to correct them. I would get myself killed. Well, Edward would be punished right along with me, seeing as how it would be solely his fault. Serves his sparkly ass right.

I tried the front door, surprise flooding me when I found it unlocked. Oh, sure, just leave my house completely unlocked, just waiting for some thief to wander by and take all of mine and Charlie's possessions. Stupid vampire. He didn't care about me at all. I was better off without him. I walked inside and flipped the lights on, shrugging off my jacket and throwing it haphazardly on the floor next to the door. I took the stairs two at a time up to my room, wanting to get into the shower before Charlie got home.

I opened the door to my room, and could immediately tell someone had been in there. I looked closer and noticed that all the pictures I had of the Cullen family were gone. Everything Edward had given me had disappeared, also. I opened my closet, and all the clothes that Alice had forced on me were missing, too. I wasn't so upset that the clothes were missing, they weren't my style anyway. But, how dare he sneak into my room and take my property? I punched my pillow, needing to get rid of some of my anger. I didn't really want any of it anyway, I probably would have thrown it out myself. I didn't want to be reminded of the family who loved me and left me, or the manipulative jerk I dated. I didn't want to be reminded of the fate I had so nearly escaped. It was the fact that he tried to make sure I wouldn't remember them. That he didn't give me that choice. I should have been used to that now, him not giving me a choice. I shook my head, and grabbed my bag of toiletries.

I stepped into the warm stream of the shower, and sighed happily. I hadn't realized how cold I was until I was surrounded with the warm steam that was floating around the bathroom. I took my time shampooing my hair and washing my body, relaxing in the process.

I heard the front door slam, and a tentative voice yell out "Bells?". I knew it was Charlie, home late from the station. I yelled back that I would be down in a minute to fix dinner, and stepped into the chill air. I pulled on a pair of sweats and a black tank top, and pulled my long mahogany hair into a ponytail. I threw by bag back into my room, and headed downstairs to greet Charlie.

I found him in the kitchen, sitting at the table, looking like he was expecting dinner. My face fell. "Sorry Dad, I've had a busy afternoon, and I haven't even started on dinner yet." I explained as I started pulling ingredients for spaghetti out of the cabinets. I really did feel bad for not having dinner ready for him when he got home, it was the least I could do for him.

"It's no problem Bells, I understand. I'm glad I have you around to cook for me. I am grateful, I hope you know that." He smiled. I nodded, knowing he was in fact appreciative.

Before long we were sitting down enjoying the spaghetti I made, and talking idly about our day. I decided now would be a good time to bring up Edward.

"Hey, Dad, I have something I need to tell you." I started, looking down at my plate.

His eyes grew wider. "You're not pregnant now, are you Bells? I'll kill that Cullen boy if you are. I'll help you raise the baby, that Edwin kid doesn't seem like he could be a very good father." He did look murderous. Although, it's not like Edward would have anything to worry about, even if he had somehow managed to get me pregnant, which was of course and impossibility.

"No, of course not, Dad. Calm down. I'm not pregnant." Charlie seemed to relax at that. "In fact, Edward and I aren't together anymore. He broke up with me this afternoon. Carlisle got a job offer somewhere else that was too good to turn down, and him and the entire family left." I hated lying for them.

"Oh." He looked apologetic for his outburst. "I'm sorry, Bells. How are you holding up?"

I smiled. "I'm absolutely fine. Our relationship probably wouldn't have lasted very much longer anyway. Our relationship wasn't healthy to begin with. I'm actually sort of relived he broke up with me." And I was. I didn't realize how unhappy I was until he left me.

Charlie looked surprised. "Well, I'm glad you're moving on. I was worried there for a second that you wouldn't take it so well. He wasn't good for you, anyway. Maybe you could give poor Jacob a chance now that you're single." With that, he got up and wandered into the living room to watch some baseball game. I smiled. I knew Charlie cared for me, he just didn't know how to show it.

I stood and began to clear the table. I had just finished setting everything in the sink when Charlie came back into the kitchen. "I'll take care of it Bells, you've had a hard day, and you've got school in the morning. You go on up to your room, and rest up." I smiled and thanked him, and went quietly up to my room.

I grabbed my toothbrush, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I was brushing, I examined myself in the mirror. I looked innocent, more innocent than I was. My wide, chocolate brown eyes paired with my long mahogany hair, and high cheekbones gave me a childish appearance. My bottom lip was stuck in a constant pout, adding to the effect. That appearance would have to change. Now.

I grabbed a set of scissors out of the cabinet, and set to work on my hair. I chopped it into a punkish bob, the bottom of my hair reaching the bottom of my neck. I cut my bangs so that they would sweep over my left eye, my hair parting on the extreme right side of my head. I cut choppy layers into it, then grabbed some hair gel. I squeezed some into my palm, and ran it all through my hair, giving it a tousled look. I examined the hairstyle in the mirror. It looked absolutely perfect. I pondered if I should dye it while I worked on my make-up. I grabbed my rarely used eyeliner and started to heavily line my eyes, a few sweeping lines extending past my eye. Next I grabbed some dark-brown eyeshadow, and applied that. I smiled, my eyes looked great. I applied some red lipstick, and stepped back to look at how everything looked together. I looked fuckhot. The innocent look was lost, an edgy look in its place. I loved it. I wasn't sure what Charlie's reaction would be, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I realized I would have to take another shower in the morning to get rid of the gel and hair pieces I had cut, so I quickly washed my face, and crawled into bed. Today marked the beginning of a new Isabella Swan; and I couldn't be happier.

Whelp, there ya go! First chapter down! The next chapter will probably be about the Cullens and all the drama going on over there. Until next time!

-Blaize