Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from the film twilight, I only own my own.
I do not have a beta reader, so I am very sorry for any mistakes, so please no harsh comments. But, if you have any ideas I would love to hear them.
Theres going to be loads of lemon in this fanfic/ story so you have been warned.
Summary - She knew, thought, what she yearned for. She yearned for love, a master. One who would be worthy of her submission.
Prologue
If someone asked me about my mother, I put my head down in shame, eyes glued to the floor with my hands heald together, my mouth tightly shut, as I struggled to give anyone an answer. Only thing I know about my mother is that she had long dark chocolate hair with matching eyes mixed with the colour black.
If someone asked me about my father, I would of given you an answer. A dick, who played baseball for a living, well trying to make it on a team. Not making enough money till next months pay.
All I know about my mother, her name, Kara. My da- father Phil who has pushed me to the side all I can remember. Only thing I know about myself is that I love books, there my only friends what open up my imagination, and the love of romance. Romance, where do I start from there. One thing I know, it can be a pack of lies. Watching a woman with a tragic start of life, then ends up with her prince. Sounds familiar to most of us woman or men.
All my life, I am known as the girl who killed her mother. It's true. I killed my mother in birth, took her life while she was younge, as mine just started. Da- Phil, I heard, pushed me away as soon as I was born. I was put in the arms of too many strangers, mostly females. They soon left when I started growing. Phil, drinking his life away.
Only people who I thought as parents is the old couple who lived next door. Vera and Jeff both science teachers in high school, both loved my mother Kara while she was a student. Told me stories, how my mother met her prince at the first day at high school.
As everything seemed to go up hill, Vera passed away in her sleep, bless her soul. Jeff couldn't take it looking his soul mate, thirty years of marriage, he passed away three moths after. Left me with with everything, as Phil begged me for money. I was their daughter in my eyes, gave them a chance to experience to what it was like to have a daughter.
As the years went by, I was thirteen when I started high school. My life never got any better. Girls pushed me around, no girl sleep overs for me, I was home alone while Phil was busy playing baseball with his mates. Boys were the worst, bullying, pushing me into lockers, or scream in my face, as I bowed my head down, eyes glued to the floor.
one thing I know about myself, is that I am weak. I am never a strong person, but calm always. I never had any confidence, as I always hid my body with thick jumpers and baggy jeans. My hair in a plat or ponytail. I'm not ashamed of my body, a simple size twelve waist and ten at the top with B cup breasts. Only thing I loved about my self is my beauty spot on my left cheek.
In high school, I never got asked out on dates or asked to go to the prom. Heck, I have never been kissed or had a simple cuddle, till I met Charlie Swan.
Phil started dating a woman, Renee, she had a daughter my age called Bella. I thought we be friends, but Phil dismissed me talking to her. I hid in my room like I don't exist. I watched from afar as Phil called bella his daughter as he remarried. As she got the father she always wanted, I was simply pushed aside. I never met Renee since they have been together.
The day Charlie came down, we became friends. Gave me hope again, as he was there for me. Bella didn't call Charlie dad, she called Phil it, taking my place. So now, Charlie in somewhat addopted me.
A year ago, bella left home to move to Forks to live with Charlie. She has a boyfriend called Edwin, and is best friends with a girl Alice who is Edwin sister. Charlie doesn't like him, he says she should give Jacob a chance, that someone called Paul is interested in me.
Right now, I'm packing to move to Forks.