Disclaimer: I do not own anything, all characters go to their respectfully awesome owners.
Twilight and bella is set during New Moon, Supernatural is set during season 8. (Bobby doesn't die.)
My name is Isabella Swan, but i go by Bella. I moved to Forks, Washington after my mom Renee got married again. She wanted to move to Florida to live in the carelessness of her honeymoon stage of her marriage, Phil(her new husband) also plays baseball so they went for training or whatever, anyway i moved into my dads again. The first couple of weeks here was filled with blissfully awkward silence and attempts of conversation on my fathers part. I loved it, the silence.
Most people did what they could to fill the silence, music, TV, ect... But there's something eerie about silence and the white noise. Like all your thoughts are able to roam free in your mind, all your doubts, insecurities, fears. Right there in the front of your mind, with no distractions.
Distraction. According to Edward that's what i was. A distraction. I met Edward when i first moved to Forks, Jessica was happy to fill me in on him and his family. Apparently they were untouchable, they certainly looked like it. They never talked to anyone, never went to dances, football games. Nothing. Just kept to themselves and looked like gods and goddesses in silence, how fucking inconspicuous. But out of everyone Edward picked me, the awkward quiet girl who trips over her own two feet. Of course, i fell in love. Blissful, ignorant love. Besides being hunted down by a vampire named James and almost getting killed. Everything was perfect. Until my 18th birthday, i told Alice i didn't want a party it was just another day of aging. But with Alice everything was extravagant and everything deserved a party. Everything also had to be prim, perfect and designer. She would have designer toilet paper if they needed it.
You see, normal human things that we do on a daily basis, vampires don't have to worry about. They don't sweat, eat, piss, shit, sleep.. Nothing. Besides being flawless and basically have super powers. Forever must suck for them, they'll never have pizza. Ever. THAT is a forever i cannot do. Anyway, my birthday party was going alright, Emmet got me a new stereo for my baby that i did not approve of. The forever ice queen Rosalie, got me a bracelet. Esme and Carlisle got me plane tickets to see my mother, Esme and Carlisle are two people i actually do miss...But me being my clumsy self i cut my finger, no big deal right? Just a little paper cut, no problem? Wrong. Edward decides to fling me into a glass table with glass plates, slicing my arm wide open. Way to solve the problem idiot. Jasper, poor Jasper, couldn't handle all the bloodlust and came after me, but you know what? I don't blame him. Edward's the one who pushed me into that table, that only made it worse. The family cleared out and the doc stitched my arm up, once all the blood was gone Edward came back to take me was silent on the entire car right home, he didn't come over that night, didn't walk me to my door, or call me. Nothing. The family wasn't at school the next couple of days, i didn't see or talk to them. Only Edward, but he only came half of the time. And when he was he seemed distant and distracted, After school he came over and asked me to take a walk with him in the woods, the fucking woods. The walk took a little time, i kept tripping over anything and everything with little help from Edward who looked rushed and annoyed. We finally came to a stop and he dumped me, told me i was just a distraction and that i didn't matter, also that the family was leaving and i'll never hear from any of them again. He took me into the woods just to dump me. Harsh.
i wanted to scream and cry when he walked away, but i didn't. I was..Numb. I walked back to my house in a daze, surprisingly finding my way. The events of the past couple of weeks swirling in my head. When i finally reached the house i noticed Charlie's cruiser in the driveway. Strange, i thought he was working late tonight. I opened the front door and threw my bag i got out of my truck onto the floor,
"Dad? I went for a walk, sorry for not calling i thought you were working late tonight. Dad?" i started to panic slightly, i rounded the corner and my heart dropped into my stomach. Blood, so much blood. My father was on the couch, throat wide open, blood smeared all over the walls and couch..Was it possible for a human to have this much blood? I stood there, frozen. And did the only thing my body could do in that moment, i screamed. And screamed, and after what felt like forever, Jacob and four tall burly men i didn't know ran into the house. Jacob tried to grab me and then my body and brain finally kicked into over drive i started kicking and crying "NO, NO, NO, PLEASE NO CHARLIE! DAD PLEASE NO" i kept screaming at the top of my lungs and all i could picture was bright unruly red hair, then apparently i just passed out.
The funeral for my father was nice, half the town showed up, telling me ill be in their prayers and thoughts. Prayers and thoughts wont bring Charlie back. The police are saying it was a break in gone bad, said Charlie must of showed up in the middle and things got well...Messy. But i knew the truth, it was that bitch Victoria. I may be human, but i'll get my revenge. I don't know how, but i have a feeling i will. After the funeral i got all my fathers affairs in order, i didn't sell the house. It felt wrong, instead i packed up my stuff, locked the doors and put myself on a plane, which is where i currently am at now. I'm going to my uncle Bobby's. I never heard much about Bobby, i only met him once or twice when i was little, apparently he was a drunk who owned a scrap yard. But hey, i don't judge.
I was relieved when we finally landed in South Dakota, after sitting next to a man who smells like cheese and to much old spice, i'm happy to be anywhere other than that seat. An hour later i finally arrived at Bobby's, junk parts and cars where littered everywhere covered in rust and dents, expect for one; parked in front of the house was a '67 4 door hard top chevy impala. And i nearly melted, it was a beauty i'll tell you what.
I walked up the steps and before i could even knock the door flew open and a medium height, sandy haired green eyed man stood in front of me, he was absolutely perrrrrfect, after scanning each other up and down our eyes met.
"Who the hell are you?"
I'm going to like it here.