Bella's POV
It's been six months since Edward left. I miss him so much but I'm not numb anymore. Jake helped me me on, at first, but then he ditched me. To be honest my heart still aches when I think about them but I can live with that.
Me and Charlie have grown really close since the Cullen's walked out of my life. Charlie never really liked Edward so he was really happy about him being gone, though he didn't admit it.
I've become more confident, I don't let people boss me around and I've got a whole new look.
My hair now hangs halfway down my back, I have bangs and red highlight in.
I also have a lip piercing. Charlie doesn't mind me having peircings because they're not permanent but he really hates tattoos.
What he doesn't know is that I have two of them. On my right shoulder blade I have an ,all black, one of a angle silhoulette. The angle is standing tall with its wings spread. On my, left, hip I have a trail of eight stars.
I have to thank Charlie and Angela for being there for me, especially my dad. I don't know what I would've done if my dad hadn't been there for me.
Speaking about Charlie; I'm really worried. He had a case in Seattle so he had to go there for a few days, at least that's what he said, "Don't worry Bells, I'll be a week at most." but that was nearly 2 weeks ago.
I'm sitting in my room, reading wuthering heights, when I hear the door bell ring.
I went downstairs and opened the front door. Standing there were two men who look familiar but I can't remember from where. They both have sad looks on there faces and they stand there quietly.
"Hi?" I say as a question.
They just stare at me taking in my appearance. I feel a little self-conscious but I try to ignore it.
"Hey Bella" one of the men say after a few moments. He's tall, has medium length brown hair and blue yes.
I'm confused as to how they know me.
The one that spoke see my confusion, "Bella it's us. Sam and Dean." He points to himself and the other man as he says their names.
I'm shocked I haven't seen them since I was ten and I haven't spoken to them since I was thirteen. When I was in phoenix I used to hang out with them a lot. Renee was out all of the time going on dates and their dad was never home, always taking trips away on business. So it was like it was just us from a young age. Until I Same was 12 and dean was 14 (I was 10),they moved aaway with their dad but we always used to talk on the phone until they just stopped calling or answering.
I can seem to take my eyes of off Dean. He's looking sexy as hell. Wait! I did not just think that. I still love Edward, he might not be here but I do and Dean's a childhood friend. He wouldn't think of me like that, I'm sure.
I shake my head lightly, trying to clear my thoughts.
"Oh my God, come in." I say beaming with happiness. I've missed them so much. When they stopped talking to me I felt really depressed. That's part of the reason I felt numb after Edward left, it was like them leaving.
I can't believe I didn't recognize them.
They come into the kitchen and sit down at the table.
"Would you like anything to drink or eat? I made a pie earlier if you want some." This has been happening a lot lately when I get nervous, I offer people food.
A small grin appears on Dean's face, "Sure, I'll have some"
I nod and look at sam, waiting for an answer.
He shakes his head, "A glass of water would be nice, thanks"
I get Sam's water and Dean a piece of pie and sit at the table with them.
"So what brings you here?"
Sam looks at me with sad eyes, "Bella we have some bad news" He looks at Dean but he's eating his pie quietly.
I give Sam my full attention.
"It's Charlie," I feel my stomach drop. How do they know Charlie? "Bella, I'm sorry, but he's gone."
"What do you mean?" Not wanting to believe it.
"He's...He's dead."
I burst into tears the person that kept me sane, my anchor, is gone.
"How?" I ask between sobs.
"A person drove through a red light and collided with Charlie's cruiser. Both died at the scene."
He gets up and walks over to me. I stand up and he engulfs me in a hug. Dean is sitting at the table looking pained to see me cry.
Sam holds me until my crying dies down 'til i'm just sniffling.
I need to distract myself, I need something to do. I see Dean's plate is empty, so I go to take it. As I do he grabs my wrist and has look of horror and confusion on his face when he does.
I forgot that I'm only wearing a tank top. He's looking directly at James' bite.
He looks at Sam and then back to my wrist.
"How'd you get this?" He asks gruffly.
I rip my hand from his hold and put his plate in the sink, "I don't wanna talk about it"
I turn around to face them, Sam looks confused.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing" I say at the same time Dean say "She's been bitten, Sammy."
I freeze. How do I get out of this?
"I got bitten by a dog and it left a scar. So what?"
"That's not a dog bite, Bells"
"Yes it is."
"That bite belongs one thing...a cold one."
Sam looks upset and I'm standing there shaking.
How do they know what cold ones are? How do they know what their bites look like?!
Dean continues, "Now tell me baby girl, How are you still alive?"
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.