A/N: Hey guys I'm trying out a new story and this time I'm determined to finish it. I hope you guys enjoy it

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Chapter One

BPOV

Dark clouds started to form in the sky as I zoned out everything, even my dad talking to me. It was Sunday which means we are in Dean's diner having breakfast. We had been doing this since I was ten and as I've gotten older, we spend the time talking about the days we're not with each other.

"Bells...Bella, did you hear me?" Charlie, my dad was trying to get my attention.

"Oh, sorry, what did you say?"

"Your step brother is coming to visit in a couple of days and he told Brooke, he has big news."

Emmett and Brooke came into my dad's and my life when I was fourteen. Charlie had not been with anyone since my mom left him when I was only a couple of months old but when he fell off a ladder and ended up in the ER, he met the love of his life - Brooke. She sat down next to him and me with her fifteen year old son, Emmett who took her car on a test drive and crashed it into a tree. He was fine but she still wanted to make sure. Emmett and I watched TV as our parents talked and laughed together. Three years later, they got married. I couldn't be happier when Brooke came into his life. Charlie was finally happy after my mom broke his heart. Plus, I got an amazing brother and a wonderful step mother out of it.

"Oh no, it's never good when Emmett has big news." I took a sip of my coffee after talking.

"Yeah, I know." He said with a laugh.

Our waitress came over to bring our food to us. Charlie got country fried steak and I had the French toast. We didn't talk as we ate. It was comfortable silence, like always.

"You never did answer the question I asked you." He set down his fork then pushed the plate away.

"Huh?"

"When we first got here, I asked 'How are you doing?' and you never answered. So daughter of mine, please answer that simple question."

Damn it! I thought I got out of that. "Um...Work has been good. Alice got a bigger desk so she's even happier. Oh and the music editor got fired. I don't know why but last week I saw him leave the building with a box of his stuff." Before I could talk anymore, Charlie started to shake his head.

"Bella, I asked 'how you were doing' not 'how's the job?'."

I took in a deep breath "I'm fine." I tried not to look at him, knowing that I wasn't a good liar. I could be wrong but I swear I saw him roll his eyes. He doesn't believe me. Great.

My cell phone started to buzz. It was a reminder that I had ten hours until I needed to submit my new article. I'm one of the editors at the Seattle Times. I have been working there for two and a half years. I love every minute of it. And to my own surprise, I'm good at my job.

"Do you need get going?" Charlie asked.

"I can stay for a couple more minutes. What are you planning for today?"

"Nothing much. There's a big game on later."

We talked a little bit about the weather and how Brooke hopes she can plant some flowers in front of the house. When we got done talking, we headed out to our cars. Of course, we parked right next to each other.

"Bella?"

"Yeah" I answered him as I wrapped my arms around my chest. The wind started to pick up.

"I'm worried about you."

It caught me off guard. Charlie was never up front about feelings. I had to push back the tears that wanted to fall. I wish I could fake being ok or that maybe just maybe I would be ok, but there's no hope for me.

"There's no reason to be worried. I'm fine." I lied.

"Brooke and I were talking and we think-" I stopped him before he could say anything more.

"Dad, I'm fine. You guys don't need to worry." I put on my biggest smile "I have to get going. Give Brooke a kiss for me." I gave him a hug then got into the car.

Charlie held the door open "I love you, Bells."

"I love you, too. See you later."

As I drove to the office, I couldn't stop the tears falling from my eyes. I wiped them away. I had no right to cry, to be upset. I'm the one who broke his heart; the one who told him that toxic lie. My cell phone started to ring.

"Hello?" trying to sound like I wasn't just crying.

"Bella? Are you ok? Why are you crying?" Alice's voice was panicked.

"I'm ok and I'm not crying."

"You are a horrible liar. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong Alice. I'm fine." I tried to change the subject fast "Why did you call?"

"Oh, yeah. I got some hot office gossip." I rolled my eyes "I just found out that Jason, the music editor got fired because our favorite boss offered this big shot writer a job and he accepted it. I think Jasper's friends with the guy."

"Wait, did you just call our boss by his first name?"

One of the reasons why I got my job at the newspaper is that Alice, who has been Mr. Hale's secretary for three years, put in a good word. It's not the first time she's slipped up and probably won't be her last since I have a feeling that something is going on with them but she just won't tell me.

Alice mumbled 'shit' then talked, louder "I meant Mr. Hale. Are you coming to the office?"

"Yeah, are you there?" I asked.

"Yep, I will see you when you get here. Bye."

I had to run into the office because the rain started to come down. I hate rain! Yes, I live in Seattle and I have a hatred for rain. Just before the elevator doors could close, someone slipped their arm in so it could open again. As soon as I saw his face, I wanted to run for the stairs. Mike Newton. Ugh.

"Hey, Bella." Mike's the sports editor and every time I talked to him, he hits on me. He couldn't get it through his head that I wasn't into him.

"Hello, Mike. How are you doing today?" Even though I couldn't stand him, I always tried to be nice. My Parents taught me well.

"I'm doing pretty well now that I'm talking to you." I didn't say anything else. He made it uncomfortable. "Did you hear about the music guy?"

"Yeah, I heard that."

"Today is his first day. Sarah called dibs on him."

Sarah is the office slut. She calls "dibs" on every guy that comes into the office. "Well, that's good for Sarah. I bet they will have a good one night stand."

Mike's loud laugh made me jump up. It wasn't that funny. "That's a good one, Bella."

The elevator doors opened up and I almost ran out, not caring that was the fifteenth floor and my office was on the nineteenth floor. I could hear Mike yelling something like 'Hey! This isn't your floor' but I put my head down as soon as I got out of the elevator, pretending I didn't hear him. I waited ten minutes before going up to my floor. I let out a deep breath as I sat down at my desk. My office was right in the corner of the whole floor and it was right next to Mr. Hale's office. Alice always found reasons to come over and chat.

My office is basic: White walls, one window that faces another building, and a big desk. I have four framed photos that hang on the wall nearest to my desk. The first one is Alice, the second one is Charlie and Brooke at their wedding, the third is of Emmett and me, and the last one is my mom, Renee.

I turned on my mp3 player as I put the ear phones in. Indie rock filled my ears as I started to work on the story. Time flew by as I worked. It was one in the afternoon when Alice came into my office. She was holding a take-out bag from our favorite sandwich place - Tony's Subs.

"Hello, Miss Bella. I have lunch!" She jumped on my desk then handed me a sandwich.

"I so love you right now."

Alice let out a little giggle "I know. I'm awesome. So, have you been in your office the whole time since you got here?"

"Yeah, I have been working. Why?"

She shrugged her shoulders "I just wanted to know. Hey, I'm going to get us some sodas. Be right back."

As Alice jumped down from the desk, her cell phone fell out of her pocket. She walked out of my office, without realizing she didn't have her phone. I bent down and picked it up. It started to ring as I laid it on the desk. The caller ID read Unknown Caller.

I rolled my eyes as I picked up the phone, sometimes being an editor is annoying. Always have people calling for something or another, whether it be for coverage on a story or inside scoops.

"Hello, this is Bella." I said as I spoke into the receiver.

There was dead silence. "Hello" I said again but there still wasn't an answer. I shrugged my shoulders as I hung up the phone, chalking it up to wrong number then back to eating.