Shattered Disposition - Twilight Fanfiction

Just a forewarning to you all, this is going to be quite a dark story but I really hope you all enjoy it! This chapter is dedicated to the goddess of twilight fanfiction, CassandraLowery! Because like so many others before me her book 'Pinned But Fluttering' inspired me to write this story. :) if you lovely people enjoy this chapter (which you hopefully will) I will work my butt off to write the next one. Love you guys, and I hope you like it!

Shattered Disposition

Chapter One

Bitter Beginnings

Life imitates art.

At least that's what I tell myself when I try to find something pretty in it.

But the truth is, nothing in my life imitated art. My mothers black soul wasn't very pretty, neither was my fathers cocaine heart. The only thing that was remotely pretty would have to be my brother; David. And even then he's sometimes hard to handle. Honestly though, I really don't want to talk about my family, not while I can hear Charlie beating my mother in the living room downstairs. And especially not on a Monday morning. I pushed a comb through my long mahogany hair and threw on a shirt and some jeans. I figured I looked presentable so I grabbed my bag and crept down the stairs. Praying that I would avoid my father's wrath this morning. Thankfully for me he was too preoccupied with my mother to take any notice of me. I slipped through the front door and jogged over towards my truck.

I glanced up at the sky and wasn't surprised to find a group of dark, threatening clouds huddling together.

Shitty mood plus shitty weather, equals a great day! Note the fucking sarcasm. But I suppose there's always a silver lining, right? Right?

I chucked my bag inside and slipped into the drivers seat. Clenching the wheel a little tighter than necessary I pulled out of the driveway and made my way to school. At least school was like a little holiday from home. Then again, home was like a holiday from school.

I guess there really was no winning.

I pulled into the car park at the school and peeked at my rear view mirror. And of course Edward Cullen was glaring at me from his shiny Volvo. I could already feel a blush tinging my pale cheeks. I honestly have no idea what I did to make him hate me so much. Not to mention his attitude towards me has only seemed to worsen over the past weeks. I mean, at least before he would try to hide the fact that he was glaring at me. Now he just makes it painfully obvious. I forced the door of my truck open as it had jammed itself shut once again and stepped out. I slammed the door shut and tripped over my own feet, almost falling face first before a certain blonde haired boy caught me.

"Hey Bella!" Mike exclaimed, a goofy grin spread across his face. I returned his smile half-heartedly and stood up with his help.

"Hi Mike." I forced a smile and a little wave. His blue eyes scoured over my face before he ran a hand through his short blonde spikes.

"Everything alright?" He asked, resting a hand on my shoulder. Just to avoid a conversation I didn't really feel like having, I widened my smile and assured him that I was fine. Me being an open book and all he saw right past that lie, but thankfully decided not to ask me anything else.

The bell rang and we exchanged goodbyes. I hitched my bag over my shoulder and made my way to first period.

Biology.

If the subject wasn't bad enough, my science partner definitely was. Edward Cullen. Even when I talk directly to him he seems to have no qualms about glaring at me. I came to the conclusion awhile ago that he must just hate me for no reason. But I don't think anyone is able to hate someone for so long with no reason. Unless it's because he doesn't like my face?