Chapter 1
Hey everybody!! This is just a short little fanfiction that I thought up in the middle of a snow storm!
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BPOV
"Dad, seriously don't worry, I'll be fine." I rolled my eyes as I tried to convince Charlie that I would be able to make it for Christmas, even if there was a pending blizzard. This was a ridiculous conversation. He knew very well that I would be there no matter what the weather was like. I missed Christmas last year, and there is no way I was going to miss it two years in a row. We had been going around and around about this for the last 10 minutes and I was starting to get frustrated.
"Bells, please don't come if you don't think it's safe. I haven't been out of the house so I don't know how bad the roads are, but I am looking at the weather channel right now and they say it could get really messy." He had already mentioned this about 6 minutes ago.
"Dad, seriously, I'll be fine. I've driven in the snow and ice before, you've taught me well. I promise this is not a big deal." I said this in my most stern "Bella voice" and hoped he would be convinced and stop worrying.
"Okay, if you're sure. Please, please be careful Bella. If there is any point where it gets too bad, just call me and I will meet you half way or something."
"Okay Dad, I promise" With that I hung up the phone, grabbed my bags, and left my dorm.
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I made that call six hours ago. I have been driving on this God forsaken road for the past six hours and I still have a couple hours to go. Who would have thought that there would be the biggest snow storm the state of Washington has seen in at least 20 years right before Christmas when everyone is trying to get back into their respective towns? I mean the trip from Seattle University should NOT be taking this long.
In a moment of pure frustration, I turned off onto a back road instead of suffering through this bumper to bumper traffic for another 3 hours. The road was small and snow-covered, just as I had suspected it would be. The driver of the car behind me followed my lead and pulled onto the back road behind me. I knew it wasn't the best idea to be going this way with the weather the way it was, but Charlie is probably getting worried and I really couldn't wait to see him. My phone didn't have service right now so I couldn't call him. He is probably freaking out.
I hadn't been home in the past two years as much I should have been. Guilt began to creep up on me as I thought about Charlie living alone while I had been in college for the past two years. I mean, I know he had lived alone for the seventeen years before I moved to Forks, but I think he really got used to someone being around while I had been there. There was really no excuse for my absence.
I was violently pulled back to reality when I felt my truck start sliding around on the slick-snow-covered road. I tried to regain control, but I knew slamming on the brakes would probably send my truck into a fishtail and it might flip. The snow was beating down on my windshield, compromising my vision. I squinted trying to look through the white sheet that was hindering my ability to see 10 feet in front of me. I let my foot off the gas, but the steering wheel on my stupid old truck locked and I no longer had control over the car. I started to panic. I was headed straight for the ditch on the side of the road. As I helplessly tried to regain control of my vehicle, I felt my truck jolt forward as I heard the sickening crunch of metal and my head made violent contact with the steering wheel. The last jolt was all my poor truck needed to go careening head first into the ditch. My head banged against the steering wheel for a second time as my truck hit the ditch.
I slowly lifted my head, all I could hear was a ringing in my ears and I saw smoke coming from the front of my truck. My hand immediately went to the throbbing spot on my forehead. My fingers felt wet and sticky and I realized there was an obscene amount of blood pouring from a gash in my forehead. Everything started to get hazy and it only slightly registered in my mind that someone had jerked open the driver's side door of my truck. I felt my eyes begin to droop as I succumbed to the darkness. I distantly heard someone yelling at me and grabbing my arm, but all I saw was black.
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