Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters. They belong solely to Stephenie Meyer, though I'd love to have my own Bella. Oh wait, I sort of do. Thanks for being the first of my inspirations to write this.
June 20th, the day I am to be married. The day I, Bella Swan, will start the rest of my hopefully blissful life. It's only two days away, and we just finished the rehearsal dinner. Charlie and Renee, my wonderful parents, keep assuring me that they are okay with this. It's been two years, three months and ten days since the accident…as well as my life spiraling out of control. The only two people that have built me up since are my daughter Renesmee, and my best friend/fiance. I do suppose, however, that I should start at the beginning.
I was a sophomore when I decided to move back home with my dad. Renee had gone through a lot of phases of wanting to, and not wanting to, be committed to someone else. Charlie accepted the separation, and so did I. The problem with it though, was that I got to choose who I lived with. Since I wanted to see more than just the green I'd grown to slightly detest, I chose my mother. However I'd only agreed to be with her if she allowed me to come back for at least one summer month to spend with not only my dad, but my best friend Alice. Once she agreed, it was goodbye green, hello desert. Alice and I kept in constant contact…first through the phone, then through emails. We would talk every day, and help each other with homework even though she was a year younger. By the time I'd entered junior high, she was doing high school level math. So, she helped me with that, and I helped her with History. Every summer when I would visit Charlie, I would spend a lot of my days over at the Cullens. Carlisle would pick me up in the mornings after his graveyard shift at the hospital, and Alice would greet me at the door with a hug. Charlie would then pick me up after his shift as Police Chief, and we'd have dinner together every night. My weekends would vary between time with Alice, and time with my dad. If he went down to La Push for fishing though, it was a surefire way of me staying with Alice. My freshman year of high school was the start of wishing to be back home. There were over 700 in my class, which meant at least 40 students in each classroom. I didn't struggle too horribly at first, but I was also in a lot of honors classes so things became harder a lot quicker. It was about halfway through the year before I begged Renee to allow me to move back. Being that far though, she wouldn't allow it, so I had to for the first time ever, ask Edward Cullen for help. Edward had always just been Alice's gawky, nerdy, older brother to me. I'd always though he'd grow up to be some kind of crazy scientist, or join some well known orchestra because he was a great pianist. Never did I think that in getting his help for Chemistry, would I start liking him. After spending that half a year on the phone with him, I was headed back to Forks. Before I even saw Charlie though, I'd arranged to spend a couple of days with the Cullens. Esme, Alice's mom, picked me up from the airport on June nineteenth. I was going to help throw Edward a surprise party, though Esme and I both figured he knew. He was just turning sixteen, but Carlisle had already gotten him a car. When we arrived at the Cullen home, I wasn't greeted by Alice, but by Edward…who'd grown a foot since I'd last physically seen him, and definitely out of his awkwardness. I'm pretty sure at that point, I had to pick my jaw up off the ground. That was the moment I knew everything had changed within me.
I spent a good few hours talking to Edward, getting to know him better…only to find out that he'd recently started working on a piece to get himself into Julliard early. When I asked him to play for me, he granted me the pleasure of allowing me to sit next to him as he played. In that instant, I was head over heels…and at the time, there was no looking back. You have to forgive me though, I was only fourteen. After listening to him play, he asked me a lot of questions. It wasn't as if we'd missed a lot since he helped me with my homework throughout my spring semester in Phoenix, but I was stupid enough to reveal absolutely everything to him. From telling him about how I thought he was a dork before, to telling him how absolutely gorgeous I now thought he was. Was it a mistake? Well if it was, it didn't seem it because the next thing I knew, he was giving me the most magical kiss. It was my first as well, and in that, he told me he'd stay and put of Julliard for a couple more years. "I'm still young" is what he told me.
Alice never did come home, and when I asked Esme about it, she said "it's nothing dear, she'll tell you when she's back in the morning." I spent the night in her room, waiting for her to get back. I couldn't fight off the sleep, and only awoke when I felt her arm go around my waist. We always slept together, and when we were younger, the only way we felt safe was if we were really close while sleeping. It sort of carried over into our teen years though. Never did I think for her it would mean so much more though. When I woke up, she threw the covers over herself and wouldn't even peek out. I had to battle her in getting the covers off, only to see a black eye, and a broken arm. That's where it all really started.
"Allie cat, what on earth happened? Are you okay?" My face showed absolute concern, and I was worried when she immediately started crying. "Shh come on talk to me. You're my best friend…we always talk about everything. What's going on?" She only shook her head and whispered something incoherently. I had to take her face and hold it in my hands for her to stop hyperventilating. I knew she'd always had problems when it came to telling people things that were very secretive or hard to explain, but this was the worst I'd seen her. "Alice look at me. Whatever this is, it's probably not as bad as you think. In fact, we'll probably laugh about it all later." Finally she calmed down enough to speak, but everything was so soft that I had a hard time hearing the full story. From the pieces that I could hear, I'd gathered that one of the other girls at school, Jessica Stanley, had gotten really upset after finding out her revelation and beat her up. I got her even calmer and hugged her, which is when she backed away from me. Alice never backed away from a hug. Looking up at me with tear filled eyes, she spoke a little louder. "Bella, I'm…I'm not like you. I'm…I'm gay."
