Chapter One: The Move.
The one day I forget to call my mom, is the one day something bad happens. It didn't happen to me, but to my mom. She was always telling me to call her to let her know things were okay, and when I'd be home. Only I forgot.
I was hanging around with the guys, Logan, Kyle, Cody, and Jason, like any other day. Today we were writing a new song for the band, and I lost track of time, thus forgetting to call my mom.
"I'll see you guys later, I should be heading home now. We done for the night?" I asked around as I slipped on my coat. "Yeah, we're good for today, we got a lot done," Kyle said as he turned towards the door. "Hey," Logan said catching up to me, "I'll give you a ride home." We quickly got in his truck and were off.
The ride was filled with a comfortable silence, the drive wasn't that far to my house. Sighing I turned to Logan, "Hey, thanks for this. Do you think we have anything good started tonight or was that all talk?" I tried to make conversation. "Bella, I really think we got some good stuff tonight thanks to miss writer here. And forget about the ride, it's my pleasure," he said with a smile.
When we pulled up to my street I saw a lot of emergancy vehicles parke along the street. I just looked at Logan who looked confused. Some cops were standing outside my house the time Logan pulled into the driveway. The officer made his way over to the truck.
"Are you Miss. Isabella Swan?" asked the officer. "Yes, please call me Bella. May I ask what the problem is? Where is my mother?" I was starting to panic, I haven't talked to my mom all night. "Miss, I have some bad news. We'd like for you to come down to the station to talk in private," he motioned towards the police car as he said this.
"Bella, I'll come with you if you'd like so you wo--" I cut Logan off right there, fully paniced. "Where is my mom? Mom! Mom, where are you!" I was going into hysterics. "Mom! Mo--" I watched as the paramedics wheeled out a body from my house.
Realization quickly hit me when I noticed the look the cop was giving me. That was my mom, something happened while I was with the guys. Logan turned towards the cop. "Sir, is it alright if I come with Bella to the station? I don't want her to be alone right now," the cop just nodded as he walked over to the cruiser.
I broke down crying, right as the paramedics wheeled by me. As I was about to hit the floor I felt two strong arms catch me. I looked up to see Logan's tear-stained face, and pulled him into a long hug.
After what felt like forever, Logan broke away from the hug. "Bella, we need to go with the officers and talk about what's going to happen now. Are you going to be okay?" he was holding my shoulders, looking straight into my eyes. Holding back a sob I said, "Yeah, lets get this over and done with," we silently walked over to the cop car.
Down at the station the cops were explaining what happened while Logan was calling all the other guys and filling them in. "Alright, Bella. Now we don't know what the cause of death yet, but the paramedics said that she had a bullet wound to the head. Do you by any chance know if your mother had a gun anywhere in your house?" It felt like I was being interrogated for my mothers own death.
"No, not that I am aware of. Did you find a-a gun?" I stumbled out as the officer wrote down what I'd said. "No, there were no traces of a gun on the property. But, there were signs of forced entry. Do you know of anyone that would want to hurt your mother, or you for that matter?" The officer asked intently.
"No, no one I know would ever want to hurt my mom, let alone me," I looked at Logan for support, he stood up. "I think that should be all today. Considering Bella's loss, I think she needs to go home and rest. Not be questioned after just hearing about her mothers death," he said as he slowly approached me.
Logan and I left the station soon after that, he insisted that I stay at his place for the night, not wanting me to be alone. I agreed and we headed for his house. When we got to Logans place, all the other guys were already there, they looked so sad, all of them had tears in their eyes, trying hard not to let them fall.
"I'm so sorry Bella," Kyle said as he ran towards me with his arms wide open. It was so inviting, I wrapped my arms around him for the comfort. Soon after everyone had hugged me we all sat down for the night. I layed across the couch, Kyle and Logan on either side of me and Cody and Jason sitting on the floor below me. Kyle and Jason were talking about what was going to happen to me while Logan stroked my hair to sooth me. I felt so at peace, I quickly let sleep take over me.
Dream:
I was sitting at the dinning room table watching my mom cook dinner when a loud bang came from the door. "Bella, sweetie. Could you please get that for me?" she asked turning to face me. I went over to the door, seeing no car in the driveway I got curious.
I swung open the door to reveal a man all dressed in black holding a black leather brief case. "Um, hello. What can I do for you?" I asked somewhat confused. I have never seen this man before. "Where is Renee?" He asked in a serious, all business tone. I looked back to the kitchen wondering where my mom knew this guy from. "She's not available at the moment. Would you like me to tell her that you stopped by mister," I asked as he took a look around the house. "No," and with that he turned to leave.
Heading back to the kitchen, I couldn't get that guy out of my head. "Bella, honey are you okay? Who was at the door anyways?" My mom asked waving a hand in front of my face. "Huh? What? Oh, sorry mom. Um, just this guy in all black asking for you. I told him you weren't available and he just left. Kinda creepy if you ask me," I picked at my food as I told her about the mystery guy. "Oh," was all she said her face going slightly pale.
A loud bang sounded from downstairs later that night. Being the curious girl I am, I throw on my robe and quietly creep down the stairs, to see what made that noise. The first thing I noticed was the man from before standing over my moms body. My mom wasn't moving, he looked over at me as one of the stair boards creaked. He quickly came rushing to me.
He grabbed me by the throat screaming at me. "You tell anyone what you say here tonight, I will hunt you down and kill you too. You got that little girl?" He asked shaking my shoulders. I couldn't talk, my eyes kept dashing back between my mom on the ground and the man threatening me, all I could do was nod my head. He released me and left the house running. I fell to the ground.
Crawling over to my moms body I started to scream out to her. "MOM! MOM! Can you hear me? Oh God please, no. Mom wake up, MOM!"
End Dream
I was startled awake from my dream kicking and screaming. Logan was now rushing to my side shaking my shoulders calling my name. "Bella, Bella, are you okay? It was only a dream. You're safe now, nothing will ever happen to you," he said as he pulled me into a hug, I just started to cry all over again.
I was too afraid to go back to sleep, but I told the guys that I was okay and for them to go and get some rest themselves. I was still overly confused about my dream. Who was this guy? And what was he doing in my dreams? All questions I don't know the answers to, but I'm sure going to try to find out. How is this guy and my moms murder connected?
A Week Later.
After the funeral was over, I silently went back to my old house to pack my things. The officer had informed me that I would have to live with my father in Forks, Washington due to the fact that I was still under age. Placing the last of my luggage in the back of Logans truck, I took one last look at the house and slipped into the passenger seat, heading for the airport and my dad.
Getting off the airplane at Forks International was different. The first thing I noticed was that it was pouring rain outside, and there was no sun to be seen for a while. This just made me more depressed, I really liked the sun, it always made me smile, but all this rain just brought down my mood considerably.
I noticed Charlie right away, all the pictures my mom had of him helped out, and walked over to him. "Bella, is that you honey?" Charlie asked eying me. I blushed looking down and nodded. "Wow, honey you look more like your mother each and everyday," he said walking us over to the baggage claim.
After grabbing my bags we headed out to Charlies cruiser, we is the police chief of Forks, and put all the bags in the trunk. The car ride to my new house was quiet, which I liked, and I assume Charlie did too, he didn't seem bothered by the silence. Pulling up to the new house I took a deep breath and headed for the house.
Unpacking didn't take too long considering I didn't have that many things with me. Earlier that week I had talked to Charlie and he told me just to bring a few things and told me that I could always buy more things here. When I was finished packing I looked around my new room, this is going to take some getting use to, I thought as I took a seat on my bed.
Later that night Charlie came up to my room. "Bella, honey, I was just coming to let you know that you will be going to Forks High tomorrow to start back up at school. You should go to sleep soon, to get a good nights sleep," he said as he walked back down to his room, shutting the door. I groaned thinking of going to school, and being the new girl all over again. Sighing I climbed into my bed and went to sleep.
The first night since my mothers murder I haven't had a nightmare, so I woke with a start. Forgetting where I was for a moment I started to panic, then spotted my clothes on the dresser along with a note from Charlie. I quickly read it.
Good Morning Honey!
I hope you have a good first day at school.
Sorry I couldn't be there to wish you well in person,
just know that the high school is off of the main highway.
Try and make new friends, and have a great day!
See you when I get home.
Love ya lots,
Charlie.
I looked to the side of the note and saw a set of keys. Confused I looked back to the note to see if it explained what they were for, turning over the note I read:
P.S. I see you have found the truck keys.
Yes, that's right, truck keys.
There is a present in the driveway for you,
I hope you like it, be safe and stay out of trouble.
With Love (Again),
Charlie.
I quickly rushed downstairs to the driveway, still in my PJ's, and saw a white Avalanche sitting there with a red ribbon on it. I ran screaming over to it, not noticing the neighbours around me, and threw the door open to jump in.
After about 10 minutes in my new truck I noticed I was still in my PJ's, and was heading back to the house to change for school. Climbing out of the truck I stopped dead in my tracks, standing not even three feet away from me was a short pixie-like girl giggling at me.
An: This is a new story that i had in a dream. Reviews are always welcome :)
Love Always,
Bella Kristina.
