Chapter 1.

Bella POV

Being a teenager has always been the bane of my very existence. The saying "older than my years" rang true to the very centre of my core. Knowing my thought pattern was beginning to sound very much like every other melodramatic teen in the world, I shook my head mentally. Enough, Isabella.

This whole mental pattern started when my overly-enthusiastic mother once again jumped on the love bandwagon, falling in love with a much younger man. Whilst naturally I had nothing against this and I wished them all the best, sometimes I wished my mother thought ahead, realising that she put her own daughter in a very complex position.

Do I stay and have my mother struggle to love us both equally; or do I leave and give her the chance to fall in love completely.

I love my mother. Her sunny attitude brought me out of my shell more often than not. She made me do things I normally wouldn't even consider. If there was a fad, I tried it along with my mother to make her happy. This included staying the majority of the time in Arizona, the Grand Canyon State. I loved the heat and sun.

Now, to make my mother happy once again, I'm sacrificing myself to live in Forks with my father. Dreary, bleary Forks. I finished packing my bags and began to drag them through the hallway when Phil came out of his bedroom.

"Bells, let me take those." He picked them up with ease and I just barely managed to stop the internal cringe from appearing on my face, 'Bells' was the nickname that my father gave me when I was just a little girl. Not that it was any shorter from Bella, but he always said it's because when I giggle, it sounds like bells ringing. (Not Hunchback of Notre Dame bells, I swear!) I nodded even though he was already walking away. I paused, looking at the window. Knowing that, no matter what, this house will always have a soft spot for me and I would remember it forever.

I hugged my mother just outside the front door. I saw the tears in her eyes as she began to shake slightly. I flicked a glance to Phil and he wrapped his arms around my mother, supporting her.

"Now Mom, don't forget that you have dry cleaning to pick up on Wednesday. I've left a notebook with all of our contact numbers in there. Don't fret or worry please. You can contact Dad or me if you need anything." I kissed her cheek and hugged her again. "Phil, I'm keeping you personally responsible for her safety and well being." I stared directly into his eyes and I could see humour and understanding, but also determination.

"Of course Bella. Wouldn't have it any other way." He nodded once sharply.

The taxi driver opened the door for me. With a final look back, I sat in the back seat, buckled my belt, and waved goodbye to my mother, my life, and my home.

AN:

Welcome everyone!
I know that I have two stories currently started and I keep working on them on my laptop, but honestly I've fallen out of love. After reading a few stories with a JasperxBella theme, I've had some cowboy love enter my life.

So I'm going to start writing a story and see how it leads from there.

Any reviews are more than welcome, I love PM's, and I'll edit along if anything pops up.

So again, welcome. Enjoy the ride, keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times!

EDIT 14/04/2019 - BETA - AHealingRenaissance *My life saver*