Walking along the terminal I knew it was the right thing to do. Like before, I had known leaving my mother was for the best, no matter how much it upset me. And again now, I knew that leaving Charlie was the better for us both. No matter how much I wanted to be with either of them it wasn't what they wanted deep down. So now, I was on my way to my soon to be home for 2 years.

This all started when my mother remarried to Phil. I wasn't blaming them, honestly i wasnt, but it really was how it all started. You see, Phil is a baseball player so he has to move around a lot. I knew she wanted to be with him. So I took myself out of the picture and moved in Charlie, my dad. I normally went to Forks, his home town, every year for the summer. He always seemed nice and normal. But I guess during my visits he had hid it well.

When I got there everything seemed fine. I even made a few friends. But after a couple of weeks he started to act really strange. At night before I went to sleep he seemed really twitchy and jumpy. When I went to bed he stayed downstairs and normally came up about 3 in the morning. I knew that because he would wake me up every time banging into the falls and falling over all the time.

When I got there everything seemed fine. I even made a few friends. But after a couple of weeks he started to act really strange. At night before I went to sleep he seemed really twitchy and jumpy. When I went to bed he stayed downstairs and normally came up about 3 in the morning. I knew that because he would wake me up every time banging into the falls and falling over all the time.

I was really worried about him, so one night I snuck downstairs. I was so scared when I saw him. I found him passed out on his chair with a needle stuck in his arm. I froze. My mind was in a panic with all these questions. What the hell is going on? Why would he do that to himself? He knew I depended on him now. I thought of all this in a single second until I realised that I should probably move and do something. I launched myself across the room to check that he was still breathing.

He was, just. I ran to the phone and dialled quickly for an ambulance, I was so afraid I was shaking the phone was trembling in my hand. I barely managed to tell the person on the other side what had happened, but I did. Within 10 minutes an ambulance had come and was taking him to Forks Hospital. After a very long hour Doctor Cullen told me that he was stable but in critical condition. I started to sob uncontrollably in what felt like forever.

Somehow I ended up hugging Doctor Cullen and gripping onto him like mad. He didn't seem to mind though. I mean you would think that a hysterical 16 year old who was hanging off him as if her life depended on him would make him uncomfortable. But it didn't, strange. Once that I had finally calmed down, I realised what I was doing I jumped out of him arms and quickly said sorry. He laughed it off and said it happens all the time; still I was embarrassed so to avoid further embarrassment I excused myself quickly turning round and tried to hope a wasn't bright red. But I felt a hand stopping me from going, I turned back to face him and he looked like he was speculating something.

After a short couple of seconds he asked me what I planned to do with my living situation, since staying with Charlie now really wasn't an option. I automatically thought of my mother but then I thought I had moved here for my mum. I can't give her some freedom but then take it back like some piece of clothing. But I couldn't stay here with Charlie here either. Sadly I told Doctor Cullen I wasn't sure what I was going to do. Then he broke out in a euphoric smile and only now I noticed how absolutely beautiful he was. I could tell that I was staring so I looked at the floor. He then told me about a school that his children went to in Chicago. It was a private school that could be paid for by the government if I had reason enough. He carried on saying that with him as a governor at the school that he could get me into the school pretty much whenever I wanted. I gaped at him thinking oh my god I've only known this man for 1 day and he is this nice to me it's unreal.

He told me to think it over and tell me the next day. Over the day I thought about it a lot, and I thought why not it's a good school I can get in if I wanted to for free. And I'll be away from Charlie which would help him immensely. So I told Doctor Cullen yes.

And that is how I ended up going to the Chicago Private School for Teens.