She was everything he wanted.
Everything he longed for.
Everything temptation personified.
And he would do anything to keep her safe.
A new town.
A new school.
A new life
She wondered what good sending her back to her father would do. Her flighty mother chose to send her back to her father because she couldn't handle it anymore. It made her think about what in the world was running through her mother's head when she chose to leave the town of Forks, Washington, and take her infant daughter with her, almost 17 years ago.
Mom must've been high, she thought.
The voice in the cabin startled her out of her musings. All the typical welcome bullshit was lost on her now. She never really liked flying in the first place. And now, she was flying to a place she barely knew.
Her new home.
Perhaps it wouldn't be too bad?
Maybe things would be different..
Could be different..
Her reverie was broken by the overly polite voice of the stewardess.
She was here.
-xxx-
Thank you for flying with us, Miss. We hope you enjoyed your flight and blah blah blah.
That was all she heard. She had learned to tune out things that don't quite interest her. She learned to do that in school, when the people around her were saying shit she couldn't care less about.
If you asked her peers, they'd say that she was unattached, lacked communication skills and distant.
But it's just her way of keeping herself from getting hurt again.
Her natural defense mechanism.
Ah, but here in Forks, she promised herself, I'd be more friendly.. At least I hope I could be.
She made sure that she wasn't too lost in her thoughts to maneuver her way through the terminal.
She got her baggage and made her way to the hoard of people waiting the arrival of their loved ones.
How I wish that everyone was here for me.
She cringed at how selfish her thoughts sounded. And how impossible that actually was.
I will become a better person, she affirmed to herself. She would not let that happen. Ever again.
-xxx-
"Bells!"
Only one person called her that name.
Well only one now, she mentally chastised herself. It was too soon to dwell on those thoughts.
It still hurt too much.
She made her way to the gate and gave the owner of the voice a hug.
"Hey, Dad. I missed you." At least she was sincere about missing her dad.
She wasn't so sure about her new home though.
Think positive, she told herself. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad.
"Hey Bells. I missed you too." Her dad replied, sounding a bit emotional.
Well this is new, she thought.
"Well, let's get going. We still have a long trip ahead of us. I hope you brought your raincoat though. It's raining heavily in Forks." Her dad told her, while picking up her bags.
She cringed.
Her father must have seen her expression because he immediately told her not to worry about it. It was typical in Forks to rain almost every day.
And besides, he continued, she would have ample time to go to the nearest store to buy new clothes appropriate for the weather.
It wasn't what I was worried about, she mused, but it was nice to know that she would still have time to settle before hell started.
But it was convenient for her, at least.
-xxx-
The ride to her new home was quiet.
She liked that her dad was not a talkative person.
So unlike Mom, she thought.
They made it through the entire trip without anyone talking at all.
The only sound in the cruiser was the music coming from the radio.
Her father's choices in music were not quite appealing to her, and she made a mental note to ask her dad where she could find a place to buy her own car.
Her mom and step-dad gave her enough money to buy the necessities.
And that included a car.
She made another mental note to thank them again.
They passed the sign saying Welcome to Forks, Washington.
Whatever the population in this dreary town was, it now had an addition of one more person.
She immediately noticed the heavy rain falling from the sky.
Huh, she thought. I guess dad wasn't joking about the weather.
-xxx-
After a few more minutes of driving along what she assumed to be the main road, they made a left at a street, or what she thought was one.
They finally pulled up to a house somewhere in the middle of nowhere. The house was, well, big for a man living on his own, especially someone who was rarely there in the first place.
Being a police chief in a town this small must pay well, she thought.
Her father switched off the engine, turned to her, and told her the words she was expecting since she saw him.
"Welcome home, Isabella."
AN: This is strictly ExB. I can't stomach reading any other pairing. And if I liked a story wherein B is not yet sure on who to choose, I pray like hell it would be E, or I would drop the story entirely.
Okay, so this is my first story here. Help me out and criticize?