A/N: So I decided to give this idea a shot. I know this chapter's short. I promise future chapters will be longer. Give it a read and let me know what you think.

CHAPTER 1

A car honked incessantly behind me.

Couldn't whoever it is see the red light?

The red light finally turned green and I let out a sigh of relief. I needed to get used to traffic in the city. I had been away for way too long.

As I pulled up to the building my father resided in, I couldn't stop my hands from shaking. I mentally scolded myself. I needed to be strong for him. Seeing me weak would only effect him in an unwanted way. Things were bad enough anyway.

The nurse let me in, giving me a sympathetic smile. I wanted to smile back but I couldn't.

I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry. I will not cry.

"Bells! You're here!" my father cried out when he saw me.

"Hey Cha-dad," I said as I took in his condition.

He must have lost at least 30 pounds. His eyes had dark- almost purple- circles under them. He had lost almost all of his hair.

"Dad!" I cried out.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could have been right by your side. You look so..."

"Don't go crying over your old man now. I am absolutely fine," he said, noticing my teary eyes.

I gave him a small smile.

I had got to know just last week that my father was battling lung cancer, a fact that he had kept hidden from me for almost a whole year. While it was true that I had a rocky relationship with him, my affection for him had always remained constant.

"It's time for him to take his medicines," the nurse, who had opened the door, said softly from behind me.

"They make me sleepy. I'll catch up with you tomorrow morning. Why don't you settle in? Take a shower. Take some rest. Did you have dinner yet? Why don't you order a pizza? Angela, order a pizza for her, please. She looks rundown. Pizza always makes everything better," Dad rambled on.

"Dad, relax, I'll be fine. Take some rest," I said as I leaned down to kiss him on the forehead.

"Don't baby me," Charlie grunted, but a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips

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I settled into a guestroom after a long hot shower. It had been a long and tiring day. It had been a long and tiring couple of weeks.

I was finishing up my second novel when I was informed about Charlie's condition. I had not talked to him in a long time following the big blow out. It was all forgotten as soon as I received the news. I knew we still had to talk about a lot of things but they all seemed so insignificant now.

I sighed as I looked out at the city through the window. This place brought back a lot of memories. Too many memories. My heart clenched.

Piercing green eyes passed through my mind and I sighed again. One would think that I won't be thinking about him after such a long time. It was insane. We didn't even have an actual relationship or anything.

I knew that I would have to face him again sometime soon, but that didn't make things easier. At all.

I turned off the lights and pulled my weary body under the covers. Those piercing green eyes and crooked smile engulfed me as I slowly drifted to unconsciousness.

A/N What do you think? Should I continue? Drop a review. :)