Yay! A new story! I know right...it's like totally awesome, he he. You know what I was thinking about today? What if my cat turned out to be a doctor in disguise who was watching and recording my craziness. Now, I don't know why my cat would be a doctor but that's just how my mind works. Deal with it! And enjoy xD

Bella POV-

Beep Beep Beep Beep

I awoke to this irritating sound and slowly opened my eyes. I was in a white room with a window that had dull colored curtains. I felt slight pressure on my arm an looked to see an needle hooked up to me. Where was I? How'd I get here? I heard a creek and turned my head towards the sound. The door was pulled open and a blond haired man walked in. He had pale skin and was unbelievingly beautiful.

"Oh, I see you're awake! How are you feeling?" He walked to my bedside holding a chart. Now that he was closer I saw he unusually colored gold eyes. I focused on the question at hand. Since he mentioned it I was a bit sore, so I told him so.

"Yes, that's normal since what you went through." He gave me a knowing glance but I didn't understand.

"What happened?" As I spoke a look of shock crossed his face.

"You don't remember?"

I shook my head as an answer.

"Do you know where you are?"

Again my head moved side to side.

"Do you know your name? Do you know me? Think hard." He instructed.

I thought as hard as I could but came up blank. I couldn't remember anything. It was quite frustrating.

"Do you remember anything at all?" He seemed to be in disbelief.

"Well then, it seems you have amnesia. I'll be right back." With that he walked out of the room.

I was highly confused. I had no idea who I was or how I got here. He said I had amnesia but how did I get that? I sat there in utter confusion for half an hour before he came in with another man. This man had brown curly hair and a mustache.

"Do you remember this man?" The doctor said to me. I took a good look at him. I sighed and shook my head.

"I'm your father. Charlie Swan." The brown haired man told me. This shocked me. This man was my father? Surely not. I would think I remember my own father. But then again, I didn't even remember myself.

"Oh." I breathed.

"I'm going to take you home and explain to you there. I'll be back after I sign the release forms." Charlie, my dad, left with the blond haired doctor.

Shortly after a nurse came in and handed me clothes. I was hesitant about going home with Charlie. What if he really was some phyco killer and I'm just drugged up so I don't remember anything. Okay, sure, that's an unlikely possibility but one none the less.

Despite my worries I got into the car with him and drove to this house. It looked to be two stories and was quite nice actually. We walked in and sat down awkwardly in what looked like a living room.

"Alright, I guess it's time to explain things." Charlie started.

Yeah yeah, not really a good ending to a chapter and it was kind of short. But I'm not even sure I'm going to continue with this story. You all might think this is an horrible idea and tell me to stop writing this retarded story. Personally, I hope you don't say that. Review if you want me to continue :) Love ya!