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CHAPTER 1
It had been almost a month since I was given the news of my father's death. A month that I don't even remember. I feel as though I have been sleeping and have just woken up from a horrible dream, the only difference is that it was no longer April 11, 2010, it is now May 10, 2010.
Almost a month ago I was at home sulking at how my father had practically tried to force me into going on a fishing trip with him and the Black family. How I wish I would have gone with him. Maybe then I could have prevented the accident. Of course I had to be the typical rebellious teenage girl who refused to spend time with her old man. I was always the exception to the rule. Never doing what was expected of teenagers, the day I decide to act a little "normal" my world slips away from me.
Every time I close my eyes, I keep seeing the last 10 minutes that have altered my life forever.
Flashback
I can't believe he was going to make me go on a fishing trip with him and the Blacks. Let's not even mention the fact that I would have been the only girl on the trip. And fishing, seriously, I have fish phobia and he wanted to take me to the middle of the lake or sea or wherever it is they go to catch fish. I would be surrounded by the fish, invading their territory.
Here I have been alone in my house for the pass 36 hours. I feel horrible for not going on this trip with my father. I understand he just wants to spend time with his child, I guess this situation would be different if Junior would have made it.
About 10 years ago my mother was pregnant for the second time. Everyone was so excited we would be having a new member in the family. As my mother would say, 'we would have the perfect family; one beautiful girl and a handsome boy.' Yet, we never made it to having the perfect family. My mother went into labor early and encountered some complications. Although the doctors tried everything to save her, she passed away shortly after giving birth. Junior on the other hand looked as though he was going to make it. Sure he was premature and was going through what most premature babies usually go through he looked as though he was going to make it.
My father and I visited him on the second day he was born. I have a picture of the moment I got to meet my new baby brother. I remember him being so tiny and inside this clear tiny "house" as I called it. I remember wanting him to come home so we could show him his new room. I remember wanting my mother to come home too. Apparently Junior was not as well as we thought he was. A few days after my visit, Junior ran into some complications and passed away.
If none of this would have happened, if life won't have taken its course, my mother would be home with me and Junior would be out on the fishing trip with my father.
As I was getting ready to make myself something to eat, there was a knock on the door. I walked over to the front door and opened it thinking it was Alice, my best friend, coming over to keep me company. Boy was I wrong. There standing in front of me was one of my father's deputies.
"Miss Swan, can I come in?" he asked me as he held his hat in front of his chest.
"Um… my father isn't home, he's on that fishing trip remember?" I told him so he didn't have to waste time.
"Just can I come in? I must talk with you." He told me again.
"Sure I guess. May I ask what it is about?" I asked him as we walked towards the kitchen.
"Miss are you home alone, if so I think it be best if you call someone to come over, to be with you."
"Um … yeah my best friend Alice is on her way I believe." I can't believe that father has sent one of his deputies to watch over me. I must have a talk with him when he gets back. I am not a child anymore.
"Okay then I'll wait for her to come." He just stood there by one of the kitchen table seats.
"I can't believe my father has made you come all the way over here to make sure I wasn't home alone. This is ridiculous."
He just looked at me; his eyes had a sad look in them. I wonder what was wrong with him. Just when I was thinking of asking him if he was okay, Alice barged in through the door.
"Honey I'm home." She came in stating. I had to laugh she was such a happy person you just couldn't not smile around her.
"Miss Brandon." The deputy told Alice while bowing his head slightly.
"Good morning, are you on babysitting duty today?" Alice asked while giggling.
"Not fortunate enough, no. I think it be best if you ladies sat, I have some news to speak to Miss Swan about." He told us while motioning with his has to the chairs.
Alice and I took a seat. I was not having a good feeling about this.
"Miss Swan, I am so sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but there was an accident last night …"
My world was spinning; I no longer heard the words coming out of his mouth. This just couldn't be happening. I looked over to the deputy who was shaking his head. I could feel the intake of breathe feeling my lungs and then leaving my body. It seemed as if everything was going in slow motion. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears; a slow thumping sound. I looked over to Alice who had her hands over her mouth as if her lips were going to fly off her face any minute and she had to hold them back.
" … storm … flip … drowned …" those were the few words I was able to hear. My father had been caught in a storm and had drowned. This just could not be happening to me. He was all I had left. Life was just not fair.
End of Flashback
Here I stand, getting ready to face the world again. I am being forced back to school to finish my senior year and to move in with a family that I am yet to know who they are. According to my social worker, it was proving to be a hard task to find someone in Forks to foster a teenager for a few months. I was terrified to see who was going to be my sit-in family for the next three months.
Here I was packed and ready to meet the lucky family. My social worker Jane was finishing all the paper work and setting up date for us to meet.
"Okay Bella I think that Wednesdays will be a good day to meet and see how everything is going with you. Do you agree on this day?" Jane asked me as she hovered with a pen over a planner.
"Um… sure" I answered backed.
"Okay then it is all set. I can stop by the house Wednesday evenings at say six o'clock to pick you up for dinner and we can talk then." Jane confirmed.
"So the family should be here soon. I really hope you like them, they were really they only ones willing to take someone in at such a short notice." Jane was talking fast. She had kind of developed a soft spot for me being that I was her first case. Man I just could not believe all that has happened in such a short period of time. If only the clock could be turned back.
"Yeah" I said out of instinct.
"Bella, honey, you really need to talk to someone about what happened. I do not think it is good that you are keeping all this in. I mean even Alice, your best friend, told me you haven't opened up to her. You need to vent." Jane was looking at me with a hint of sadness in her eyes. Today she was wearing her hair in a stylish bun, gray dress pants, and a pink flowy shirt.
I didn't even bother answering her, I knew she was right but I was just not ready to talk about it yet. I was not ready to accept the fact that I was all alone in this world.
A car pulled up to the front of the house. I could hear car doors being closed and quick steps coming towards the door. Jane opened the door and greeted my new "family".
"Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Cullen" Jane spoke and just when I thought things would start to get better, I find out they are only going to get worst.
