A/N This is a new story of mine, that I got an idea from a few songs and a friend of mine. The beginning of every chapter will have song lyrics, because I feel like it, lol. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy, review!!!

I couldn't tell you why she felt that way, she felt it every day. And I couldn't help her, I just watched her make the same mistakes again. What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why. You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind. Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. Her feelings she hides. Her dreams she can't find. She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind. She can't find her place. She's losing her faith. She's fallen from grace. She's all over the place. Yeah, oh. She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes. Broken inside. She's lost inside, lost inside...oh... She's lost inside, lost inside...oh...

I was very skittish when I got on that airplane. I was used to being alone, that's not what bothered me. The fact that I was alone, on a plane, that could crash at any moment, that I was in a small space filled with tons of strangers, and any of these strangers could possibly want to hurt me, now that is what bothered me. I was now completely scared of any male besides my step father and biological father. Phil, my step dad, never really touched me except for when he gave me a hug each time he left when he traveled. So of course, since he kept his distance most of the time, he didn't bother me. Plus, he has never hurt me before. My biological father Charlie I knew for sure wouldn't hurt me. He was my dad, why would he? Plus, he wasn't one for physical contact anyways. Besides those two men, I was afraid of the rest of them.

I sat in my seat, my iPod up as loud as it would go, and I had my arms wrapped around my chest and my knees curled up under me, and I refused to make contact with anyone. I was glad I had a window seat, but I was scared to death. I was sitting next to a guy, and there was a guy on his other side. I had to use the bathroom really bad, but I didn't want to get any closer to them than I already was. I was so glad when the plane landed for the layover, you just have no idea. I practically ran to the bathrooms. Where am I going? Well I'm going to Forks, Washington to live with my father Charlie. I just couldn't handle being in Phoenix anymore. If I ever wanted to get better, which I did, I would have to be able to go through the day without hyperventilating because a guy accidently bumped into me or I had to talk to them.

So I thought that if I got out of Phoenix, maybe I could get better and turn back into the Bella I used to be. I hated being this way, but I just couldn't help it. I got on the next plane, which thankfully was a lot smaller, and I was sitting next to a little six year old girl who took up all my attention. She was so cute, and she was constantly talking to me. Her mother sat on her other side, and watched us and laughed and talked with me as well. It was a fun three hour flight.

"Bye Bella!" Ally, the little girl said when I helped her mom help her get across the gate. I smiled, "Bye Ally, have a good trip!" I told her when she hugged onto my knees, I patted her head and hugged her back and smiled up at her mom. She smiled at me and offered me her hand, "It was nice to meet you Bella." She said. "It was nice to meet you too Deanna." I said and shook her hand, then we parted ways after I waved goodbye at Ally. That little girl seriously touched my heart. How wonderful it would be to only have to worry about your teddy bear going missing.

I went to baggage claim, my arms around my chest like I was hugging myself. I grabbed my baggage and went to find Charlie, and thank goodness I didn't have to look for long. I was on the verge of a panic attack because guys where looking me up and down a lot. He smiled warmly at me, and grabbed the bottom of my elbow as he led me out of the airport. He knew what had happened to me, after all he did have to fly down and visit me in the hospital after it did.

"How are you holding up Bells?" He asked me when we got into the police cruiser; Charlie was the sheriff of this fair town. "I think… I'm doing better." I told him quietly. After all, I wasn't hugging my chest at all at the moment; I was perfectly at ease around Charlie. I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye. "Well that's good Bells I'm glad to hear that." He said. I smiled up at him slightly then went to look out the window again. The good thing about Charlie was: he didn't feel the need to fill up silences with mindless chatter. He never said anything he didn't actually need to. And for that I was thankful. I wasn't in much of a talking mood anyways.

"So," Charlie began again after a while of a comfortable silence, "I heard that you were going to by a car when you got down here." He said. I nodded, "Yeah, actually I was kind of hoping you'd help me find one." I told him. He looked a bit uncomfortable now, "Well, I sort of already got you one." He said and turned a slight shade of pink. I blinked a few times before it registered. "You got me a car?!" I asked in complete surprise. "Well… It's a truck actually…" he said blushing even more. Great, a truck, like I would know how to drive the darn thing without killing everything in sight. "Uhm, thanks dad, but you didn't have to do that." I said blushing as well. "You're welcome kiddo, I just hope you like it." He said as he pulled onto the ever familiar street that his house was on. "I will." I told him with a smile. It was something to drive, and I wouldn't have to ride in the police cruiser. Of course I would like it.

We pulled into the driveway and an old rusted red Chevy was parked on the other side. Once Charlie turned the engine off, I hopped out of the car and rushed to the truck. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed and started bouncing slightly. "I love it!" I exclaimed and rushed up to Charlie who was standing off to the side and chuckling softly. "THANK YOU!!" I nearly screamed and hugged him. I hadn't been this happy in a long time. I really loved this truck, it was amazing so far. They just didn't make vehicles like this anymore. If I got into a car accident with any of the other cars around here, I would make scrap metal out of them. I pulled away from Charlie and he mumbled "Not a big deal." Under his breath. I smiled, but once it began to rain again I had to go inside. I would have to wait till tomorrow to admire my (I nearly giggled at the word my) new truck.

I went upstairs and unpacked. I looked out the window and realized I missed my mom already. Oh well one phone call couldn't hurt in the morning right? So I made myself a note by my alarm clock to call her before I left for school. I groaned aloud at the thought of school. I would be the new girl; everyone was going to stare at me because I was going to be something new to look at. Tomorrow was going to completely and totally suck. But, if I was to look on the bright side, at least I didn't have to constantly look over my shoulder out of fear. Only because I feel stares, and that should make me feel better, but it didn't. Instead I sunk down onto my bed, wrapped my arms around myself, and curled up into a ball and cried myself to sleep, always trying to avoid the nightmares that will never go away.