"hey dad it's me, just leaving a message to let you know I'm about to get on the plane , I shall see you shortly, bye dad love you" I ended the message and checked my phone one last time before putting it in my pocket and getting on my plane home to see my father whom I don't see often and that idiotic half sister of mine ,who I apparently share DNA with. From what I got from my dad she broke up with her boyfriend and is now in a zombie trance like state, he doesn't know what to do. So here I am leaving my home in Italy and heading to the oh so rainy Forks. With one final glance out the window , I take my seat, put my headphones in and zone out until I get to my destination.
What felt like days later but turned out to be a few hours I'm standing in the airport looking for a face I'd recognise. Surely father would be here by now hopefully without the cruiser. Turning to my right to my complete dismay was my dad complete in uniform and cruiser. "Ava-Marie, here let me help with those" Dad shouted. Don't get me wrong I'm not embarrassed by him at all , he's the greatest. Mum always told me stories about how they met before she passed. God I miss her. With my luggage in the car, we head off back home."It's going to be great having you here honey, I'm hoping it might pull Bells from the state she's in, I don't know what to do kiddo. I've tried sending her back to her mum in Jacksonville but she refused to go. I haven't seen you in a while you've grown into a beautiful lady like your college and life in sunny ole Italy?" My father Charlie asked making conversation something he's not incredibly good at but he means well." I don't know what to suggest about Isabella either dad but you know we've never gotten on, I can't imagine my being here is going to help it might make things worse .I am twenty one now dad and college is going okay not the best but I'll get through it I can do most of my coursework online whilst I'm here . Oh dad Italy is beautiful I wish you could come stay a week see what it's really like over there." I replied who knows it'll do him good to have a break.
The rest of the journey was simple questions back and forth until we pulled up on the driveway of Charlie's was exactly as I remember not one thing has changed apart from there being a big rusty truck in the drive that I'm assuming belonged to her. Walking into the house my suitcases by the bottom of the stairs,Charlie automatically puts the kettle on. "Tea?coffee?" Dad shouts from the kitchen door."tea and two sugars please and dad do you mind if I run my stuff up to my room and change my clothes" I asked I mean come on vest top and jean shorts aren't exactly Forks material. As if reading my mind , he nods his my cases on my bed and digging out some jogging bottoms and a long sleeve top , I quickly change place my 'v'necklace back on and head downstairs.