Looking out the windows I wonder how this situation got so out of hand. Last I checked moving in with dad was my idea. I actually enjoy going to visit dad at 'The Land Of No Sun'. My sister tagging along was never part of the plan. I have no idea how her brain works, hell I once had a theory that she is a bio machine programed to read, eat and poop. I was nine. The girl has like no personality. Don't get me wrong, I love my sister. I just...don't like her. We finally arrive at the airport and while we wait to board mom gives Bella time to back down while I'm seated next to Phil. "You got everything packed up kiddo". "Yea I think so." Would the plane get moving already `cause this is getting uncomfortable.
Two hours into the flight I glance at my sister and she is looking more miserable by the minute. That actually makes me happy because 'Eureka! We have animation.' Okay so Bella is not expressive. She puts her book down and looks at me. "What do you need Drew." Guess I've been staring. "So you are really going through with your self imposed exile. I honestly thought you'd have backed down by now. And please, if your gonna be all mopey for the next two years then I'd advise you to go back to Mom and her new permanent boy toy, I actually enjoy spending time with dad." Her face went from...well her usual awkward smile to guilt. She knows that I've been begging mom to let me move to Forks for years now and then when I finally get her on board she tags along. She's the reason we're gonna start school in the middle of the year. Freshmen year and I'm already behind...or ahead, who knows what pace they do things there. "Drew I also love Charlie." I roll my eyes at her. " Calling him dad would have made that argument a lot more convincing sis. He's a great dad you know, you just never cared to give him a chance." She just gave me an apologetic look before going right back to her book. She knows I'm right. I love my mom, I really love her. It's just... I don't think raising kids is for her. Between her barely paying attention to me and Bella trying to mother the both of us...let's just say things did not always work out.
My father on the other hand, well he is everything my mom isn't . Attentive, careful, responsible... I could go on. I just... all I know is that his hugs make me feel safe and protected. The only place I get to feel those emotions is at Forks with dad and with all the anxiety I've been having , Forks is where I need to be. I just can't wait to get home.
My backpack safely secured on my back and mp3 player in my pocket I rush to meet up with dad. Bella is probably somewhere behind me trying to get her legs to keep her upright. Right now I don't care `cause dad is waiting at the luggage area and looking cool is the last thing on my mind. I spot him way before he does me. "Dad!" That's the only warning he gets before I practically tackle him into a hug. "It's great to have you home partner". he said while returning my bear hug. "Hi Ch dad." I let go of dad to give Bella the chance to greet him...and I wish I wasn't there to see that whole encounter. That almost looked painful. "Well Andrew, Bella let's head home before the rain gets heavy. I don't like driving long distance in heavy rain." We each grab a bag and head to the car and all I can think is 'Welcome home Andrew Frederick Swan.' And I just knew coming here was a great decision.