Don't Stop Believin'
Chapter 1
"Bella, we are leaving." Charlie told me. I dropped the plate I was washing and got soap all over me. I picked the plate back out the bowl, surprised it hadn't smashed, and rinsed it under the water.
"What?" I asked. Rinsing some cutlery under the tap.
"We are moving. To Lima, Ohio."
"Why?" I was done washing the dishes so I took a tea towel and started drying.
"Because I have got a better paid Job and my sister's family are having money troubles and I want to support them as much as I can." I nodded.
"Oh, okay. When are we going?" I wanted to leave Forks ASAP as it held too many painful memories of him. It has been four weeks and I still feel no better. I was in a deep funk. I had tried to move in with my mom, but she had made it clear that she did not want me in Jacksonville. IE she told me there was no room for a mopey teenager around her house because I would just bring her down.
"We are leaving on Monday." Today was Thursday. "I know its short notice but your aunty needs us. She's already got you enrolled in high school. You are going to the same school as your cousin Sam. The schools called 'William McKinley High' if you want to Google it."
"How long have you known we were moving, dad?" he seemed to have everything planed out.
"I was offered the job the day after he left you in the woods so since then."
"Why didn't you tell me?" I was pissed off that he hadn't told me earlier.
"Bells. Don't be like that. You were in a bad place, you still are, and I didn't know how you were going to react. Frankly you are reacting better than I had hoped for. This will be a fresh start for us. This town holds too much pain for us both." Charlie was still not over my mum. It was sweet.
"I'd better start packing then." Charlie nodded as I left the room. I pulled out my large red duffle bag from under my bed and started to put my things in it. I lifted the lose floor board up and took out my scrapbook. Even though I wanted to leave him and his family in the past I didn't want to forget the few golden months with him. I put the scrapbook at the bottom and covered it with clothes.
It was Monday and Charlie and I were boarding the plane to New York. We had to get a connection to Lima, Ohio. This the start of my new life, hopefully it would be a better not so messed up.
