You had lived in Forks all your life, with your dad, who wasn't very nice. He had always neglected you, physically and emotionally, so much you learned to cook your own meals at 6. It's sad to say the least.

Currently, he's very intoxicated, and you've been running through the forest to get away from him, and you finally lose him. But, you pass out from exhaustion and partially starvation. You awoke in a room, a room with white walls and smelled heavily like disenfectants. Almost like a hospital room, but it wasn't the hospital. Nowhere close.

A man walked into the room, and you had to resist the urge to flinch. You were terrified of men. This man was tall, maybe 6'9, hair the color of caramel. His skin was pale, and his eyes were a topaz colour. His movements were light and airy. "Ah, you're awake." The Cullen man says, his tone gentle, like a doctor's.