THE AFRICAN GIRL

Getting over the past....

A/N: First of all I wanna say I am really sorry for taking this long to update but in my defence I had a major writer's block on this story. I told yalls that I hate New moon. And I have just went through the and I am going to be editing the book. No major changes just a few spelling errors to correct and what not.

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♠Sheila♠

While my sister and her wolves are in cloud nine I am sinking deep at the bottom of the Pacific ocean. I woke up today with a smile on my face expecting a call from Jasper. He would call to tell me to wake up and come drag me out off bed thirty minutes later.

But the I looked at me night stand were his lame excuse of a goodbye/apology letter sat and I cried again. I honestly went through hell just because of him, just because I wouldn't give up on him. He just turned around and left, like it was the easiest thing for him to do, he just left me behind.

"That's what I get for falling for a vampire" I mumble to myself as I sit on the edge of my bed. My hair is a mess, my eyes hurt and I bet they are red and puffy with big black bags under them. My whole body is aching. I have this unbearable pull on my heart, like someone tied ropes to it and is trying to pull it out using a SCANIA truck.

"The supernatural sucks. I hate wolves, I hate vampires" I yell and fall back on my bed. "Try me then" I say and get up. I walk into my bathroom and take a long hot shower. I dry my hair as I walk back into my room, wrap a towel around it and begin picking out my outfit. I play songs in the background and hum along.

Finally, I decided on my black UGG boots with black socks, pocketed white sweat pants, a black tank top and a black open sweater. I remove the towel off my head and shuffle my hair. Smiling at my self in the mirror.

Then I open my closet and take out everything. She throws it on the bed, she takes all the photos with the Cullens and sister and throws them on her bed, her make-up (it was bought by Alice) on the bed and then walks out of her room tying her hair in a ponytail. She passes her mother who is making coffee. She takes her mug and smiles gratefully at her glaring mother before walking into the basement.

"What are you doing Sheila?" Her mother asks from the door. She leaning against it watching as her daughter's marks boxes. There is three boxes, giant boxes. Burn, Donate, sell.

"Getting rid of painful memories mother" she says smiling lightly. Her mother seems confused for a second and that's all it took for Sheila to pass her and walk back up to her room. Sharon enters the room a little while later and watches as her daughter throws a picture of her and Jasper in the burn box.

"Everything Cullen?" Her mother asks.

"Nope" was Sheila's reply as she throws a scrapbook filled with pictures of her and Nicole in the burn box. The older female gasps and rushed over to the box. Everything painful. She thought as she sighs.

"Sheila..." Sharon trails looking at her first daughter. "You can't burn it" She adds and Sheila sighs.

"Fine, I will throw it away then" she says. Sharon glares daggers at her now blunt daughter.

"Sheila..." She calls again as she throws another picture of her and her sister in the burn box. Clothes, electronics, are going to the door donation box. Shoes, books, arts are going in the sell box.  But anything Nicole or Cullens is going straight to the burn box.

"Look, ever since I moved here all I have experienced was pain, anger, hatred, betrayal and every little bad emotion you think of. I want to close that book mom, it was depressing and ugh. Cullens are gone, Nicole is gone and I only have you now, so I am going to make the best of that. I don't want to be like Bella mom. For the past month I have been moping around, crying and feeling sorry for myself. But no more. I want to find the old me, the girl that loves life and hated dating, the girl that didn't care one bit about what a boy would do with his life, the girl that didn't cry over a boy or turn into a zombie. I am tired mother, of wallowing in sorrow and watching my sister rub it in my face everyday. Nicole has decided and now so am I. I am letting it all go and begining a new. Now I am doing this my way, if you don't like it, you can say it now and I will go back home" Sheila says before continuing with her work.

Sharon looks at her daughter. This is the most she has said in a really long time and she looks normal- well as normal as she can get - enough. Sighing Sharon pick up a pair of heels. "Sell..?" She asks making her daughter grin at her nodding. With sass she throws the shoes in the box and they laugh.

"Thank you mom"

"You're discovering the old you, I want to help" her mother says and she smiles softly before they continue.

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Sharon and Sheila are carrying a box each as they talk animatedly about the family they left behind. Sharon kept in touch with her siblings and she is now telling Sheila about the past events.

"So she is going?" Sheila asks her mother.

"Yup, applied and got accepted, she is going in August" Sharon replies making Sheila cheer.

"You go M! Way to make your dad hate you..!!" She says laughing. Sharon chuckles shaking her head. Nicole enters the house and looks at the two as the walk out of the kitchen, each with a different marked box and water bottles.

"Someone moving?" She asks looking at the stuff in the burn box. "Burn?" She asks furrowing her eyebrows. She picks up a picture of her and Sheila on her first day at Delta.

"Yup. Getting rid of the past love. Burn those, sell theses and there is a donation box upstairs." Sheila replies walking out of the house. Nicole looks at her torn.

"Wait what?" She asks following her sister. "You are going to burn our photos? What sixteen years down the drain?" Nicole yells making Sheila laughs.

"Look at that. Now that question seems familiar" Sheila mocks as she puts the box down. "Ah yes, I asked you the same thing the day you moved out of the house, what was your answer again sister?" Nicole looks at her with wide eyes as she picks up on what her sister was going on about.

"This is because of them isn't it?" Nicole says trying to revert the whole thing to the Cullens.

"Nah sis. This time it's about you, the fact when I told you my boyfriend dump me over a letter you threw a party instead of comforting me. It's about the fact that you weren't there when I needed you the most, you laughed at my sorrow, you celebrated my pain, you cheered in joy at the sight of my tears, you smiles at my painful screams during the night, you groaned at heart aches,called me weak and told me to get over the leech." Sheila screams at her sister. Nicole looks at her "It's about the fact that the sister I have spend her entire life with turned her back on me when I needed her" Sheila's voice is now low and her tears are falling.

"I didn't--"

"Yes you did" she yells cutting Nicole off  "Yes you did, you just didn't care" she says and walks off.

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A/N: this is so short, but it helped so Imma  be writing soon. It's an apology chapter and I really hope you like it because I have no idea if I do. Re-wrote like four times and still can't get it to what I want. This is the closest. Enjoy. Also I have noticed somewhere in the third paragraph I have changed POVs... My apologies for that one.😁
#I AM BACK TO SMILIES...
SEE Y'ALL IN THE NEXT CHAPTER..!!!