I look in the mirror and empty grey eyes stare back at me. They appear to be brimmed with tears, but I am not even sad. I touch the mirror and tears fell. I am not crying for him. I never cry for him. I what he did to me when he left. I remember when my cheeks were rosy and my eyes were a warm brown color. I was young, I know, but I remember that. Rose combing my hair everyday and telling me how pretty I was. I remember it all. I even remember three days after I was born. Mother not wake up. Father trying to kill me. Carlise taking him to Westfrese, the asylum for the vampiricly insane. I remembered everything from that point on. But that all changed when I turned three. Or well with the way I age 16. Jake was the Indian boy. The Cullens seemed to dislike him but he was constantly around. From the second my eyes opened in the morning. Downstairs was a knock and Jacob was there. The when I pretended to be asleep at night. The thud of him jumping from my window in the second floor. But that didn't happen anymore. But now we defiantly know what going against an imprint does. Believe me I never meant to. But no one would ever tell me why I wasn't aloud to date. So when I did it behind everyone's back, I changed my fate forever. And....I'm glad.
