This story is a love story between Jacob and Bella. Everybody is human; they do however hold onto their own trades, you'll find that out in the story. In this story we meet the Twilight characters (which I do not own) but in a slightly different way. I hope you enjoy and I would love reviews to help me with my work.
Damn my Father and his ship.
"You have to come Isabella. We need the money." My dad told me.
"I don't have to Charlie." I responded.
"Don't call me Charlie." He said and he lowered his voice.
"Then don't call me Isabella." I lowered my voice and headed upstairs.
"At least think about it?" He tried to convince me to come on the cruise, he was setting off tomorrow, and he did not want to leave me alone. My mom had moved and I moved in with my father. He basically lived on his ship. I could hear the water hit the dock. We lived so close to the water, so dangerously close. Maybe getting away was a good thing?
"Ok dad, I will." I replied and he nodded, happy with my answer.
"I'm shipping off tomorrow." He reminded me.
"I'll pack our stuff then. I said. He knew I did not want to stay here alone. Although I would not be alone.
"Great." He smiled at me. "I'll make sure you get a big room."
Charlie owns a huge cruise ship SS Forks. Named after the town he grew up in, the town I was born in. My mother left him and our slow lives there when I was still very young. I went back every summer. Until that one summer. I could not face him. I could not face anybody. When I came to move back everybody labeled me. I was what they saw. They did not know. They did not ask, they just thought what they wanted. My father lived in that town every summer. Every vacation he could get. Everyone he wanted to take. He does this for me. I have been here just over a year now. I need to help pay the rent. I will go and work on the ship as a waitress or whatever they had left.
"Ok so you know you cannot go wild?" He told me early in the morning.
"What do you mean?" I asked him as I put clothes in a suitcase.
"There are a lot of famous people on the cruise darling." He replied and I looked away.
"I don't really mind dad. I'll behave." I promised as I was not packing another suitcase.
"We are going to warm places Bella." Charlie frowned as I put in blankets and thick jumpers.
"I know, I just don't know what to prepare for." I looked at the clock.
"We're leaving in an hour sweetheart." Charlie said and he went to his room to grab the last of his stuff.
"Ok, I just need to go pick up… Oh no I'm late. She'll hate me for this." I ran off quickly.
"You're late." Charlie said as we hurried to the ship.
"Sorry." Is all I could answer. "Do you have everything?" I asked him.
"Yes, and you? He looked behind me and he nodded.
"I think I have packed enough." I admitted that I was not really sure.
"We do have cleaning facilities, so don't you worry." He patted me on my back and we walked up onto the ship and inside. This place was huge. I hardly remember the last time I was on here. The walls were painted white at the top and a darker shade at the bottom. Everybody smiled at us as we walked by. Staring at me in misbelieve. I grabbed on to what I was holding more tightly and hoped we'd be at my room very soon. I could not stand people staring. I hated the way they looked at us. I hated the judgment in their eyes. The pure vial look they had as we walked by. They could only see what the outside let them see. Never did they seem interested in what I had to say. Not my explanation, not my reasoning, they never listened and I had given up. I was a disgrace in their eyes.
"Here's your room." He said and he pointed toward a door at the end of the hall. You'll be staying here, Close to everything you could find you need.
I noticed it was close to the ships shops and I heard children screaming close by. –Great- I thought. "Thanks dad." I opened the door and we entered.
"So you have a bathroom en suite. And a mini bar. You can take what you want out of it. The doors are ale childproofed, in all the rooms by the way. Just so you know if you do the cleaning duty." He reminded me, he would not be the one to choose what I had to do. I would have to meet Sam, he would see what places needed an extra hand and appoint me to that job.
"Ok, thank you dad. Will you show me who Sam is before you head off?" I asked him.
"No problem." He told me all about Sam as we walked out of the room. We headed towards Child daycare. I would have to walk past here every morning on my way down the hall. We stopped there and as I looked inside. Letting go of my thought.
"Bella, this is Emily. She's Sam's wife. She is in charge of the Children together with Claire." My dad introduced me to the two women. Well Emily was a woman; Claire looked about 18 odd years old.
"Hello, nice to meet you." I shook their hands and nodded politely.
"It is so nice finally meeting Samantha's sister. You two look so alike. Samantha, my younger sister. My mother had left right after she had got her. Rene got custody over me and my sister. But she chose to life in at the dock and see me in the summer vacations in Forks. She is 3 years younger than I am. Just turned 20 last week. She was the pride of the village.
"We have to go, Em do you know where Sam is?" My father spoke to them as if they were is family, I guess in some point they are.
"He was going up to the deck last time I saw him. He had to introduce the new guys." Em replied happily as she picked up this little boy and put his on a chair. He looked adorable. He had a dark toned skin, black hair that fell to his ears; he looked at me, with a smile on his face. He must have been at least 4 or 5. I looked back at him and smiled.
"Ok thank you." Charlie said rapidly and we walked off.
"Bye." I yelled and waved over my shoulder.
"So you could either be a waitress, stand behind any off the bars, maybe in the souvenir shop, or life saver. You could be setting tables or serving food. We just have to see what Sam thinks." Charlie informed me.
"Do you have any idea which celebrities are going to be here?" I asked him trying to keep a conversation going.
"I know who is coming, but I can't tell you." He said. I looked at him and smiled. I had gotten his curly hair. It runs in my veins, the curls, the brown eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" Charlie never asks me that.
"Nothing dad. I was just daydreaming." I lied.
"Ok then. Well here we are. Hey Sam, could you spare a minute?" He waved at a tall muscular man. He was about 7 feet. So very tall compared to me. I was surprised the vacationers weren't scared of him. He had a dark skin and piercing brown eyes.
"Charlie. Nice to see you again. Sorry I started a little early. The passengers are going t be here in an hour." Sam said and he looked at me. He looked at me from head to toe, and back again. "Bella I assume." He held out his hand to me and I shook it.
"Yes, nice to meet you Sam. I heard you are going to be my boss." I added with a smile.
"We don't look at each other as bosses or employees. We are a family." Sam responded and nodded at somebody behind me.
I looked around and saw a semi-naked guy walking toward us, holding a big bag.
"Sorry I'm late Sam." He said respectively and added. "Good morning Mister Swan."
"Good morning Jacob." Charlie answered.
"Sam, could you show me where I have to go later? I don't have my room assigned yet."
"Bella can show you. Her room is right next to yours." My dad interrupted before Sam could answer. Charlie was desperately trying to get me some male attention. Telling me to go out more often and that's why he was so happy that I came. Was he going to try and hook me up with this guy?
I decided to look up and as I looked at this man I felt a little. I noticed I was staring. I did not mind. His muscular body was shining in the sunlight, he was also rather big, but he looked very handsome. He had deep brown eyes and as he looked at me I felt my heart skip a beat. NO this could not happen, not again. I will not be labeled again. I looked away and tried to ignore his stare.
"I don't think we have met before?" He asked me and Charlie poked me.
"This is my other daughter Isabella." He introduced me.
"I prefer Bella." I said as I shook Jacobs's hand. He felt so warm, so freakishly warm. His voice was smooth and low. His hand grasped mine tightly and he said: "Nice to meet you, Bella."