Okay. So this is my first fanfic and I don't know if it's any good or not. Let me know if you think I should continue my story or just stop it. Thanx.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. sigh. They all belong to the wonderful Mrs. Meyer.
CPOV
"Bella? Bella? Is that you?"
"Ch-dad? DAD!"
"It's so great to see you honey. I've missed you so much."
"I've missed you too dad."
She looks so different from the last time I saw her, and that was only a couple of years ago. She was so beautiful. My daughter, my Bella. She dressed differently too. So dark, almost disturbing, but I wouldn't comment on that. I wouldn't ruin the little happiness that still existed for her.
"Let's go grab your bags and head home. I have a surprise for you."
"Dad, you know how much I don't like surprises."
"I know, but I think you might actually like this one."
I knew that her being happy here was going to be difficult and almost impossible, but still I had to try. She loved the sun, the warmth, the dryness of Phoenix. But now she had to move here, to Forks, Washington, one of the rainiest, gloomiest, and dreariest places in the entire country.
"Dad? Are you okay?"
Oops. I guess I've been staring off into space for too long.
"Oh. Oops. Sorry honey. Let's go grab your bags."
I quickly grabbed her bags and put them in the back of my police cruiser. I could see her eyeing my car with a worried expression on her face. I could tell she was worried about having to ride in the cruiser all the time. That's why I'd taken the liberty of buying her a car. It isn't much, but I want to make her feel as comfortable as possible, especially because it seems like she become more sad and depressed.
It was difficult. The awkward silence in the car was killing me. I wanted to talk to her, to ask her what had happened in her life to make her so sad, but I knew I couldn't. I didn't want her to push me away like she had pushed everyone else away.
I pulled into the driveway and glanced sideways towards Bella. She had a shocked expression on her face.
"Dad? Whose truck is that?"
"Well, I wanted you to be happy here so I took the liberty of getting you a car. Just think of it as a welcome home present."
"Oh Dad. You didn't have to do that."
"I know. I wanted to."
She slowly got out of the cruiser and walked up to the truck.
"You remember Billy Black?"
Bella shook her head. I hadn't expected her to. Our fishing trips weren't exactly her favorite times when she had come up here.
"Well, he can't drive anymore so he sold me his truck."
"Thanks so much Dad. I really appreciate it."
"No problem honey."
I decided to take her things up to her room while she was admiring her new, well new to her, truck. Bella's room had barely changed in all these years. It still reminded me of when Renee was here. Oh how I miss her. My Renee. No. Not my Renee. Phil's Renee. It hurt so bad to think of her as his wife and not mine.
Bella walked up the stairs and I slowly exited her room, leaving her to unpack.
BPOV
I slowly walked up the stairs to my room. My room. One of the only things that hadn't changed in my life. Charlie left me to unpack. What a relief. No longer having to smile just because someone else was there, no longer having to put on a show of happiness. What a relief. I could just stare off without worrying anyone, without upsetting someone.
I walked across my room and slowly sunk down onto my window seat. Before I could even blink, I had begun to cry. No. Not cry. Sob.
I quickly got up and wiped my tears. I checked to make sure Charlie hadn't heard and then quickly ran to the bathroom. Bad idea. I tripped about two steps outside of my door and of course, Charlie heard.
"BELLA! What happened? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine Dad. Don't worry."
"Are you sure? I could take you to the hospital?"
"NO! No hospitals!"
I tried to get up but fell back down. Before I knew what happened I had blacked out.
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