Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. I just like to play with them.
This is the translation of my story "Ingewikkeld". I thougt that when I would translate it that there would be more people reading it. So this is my first fanfic in English and because I'm from Belgium I hope that you guys will tell me when there are grammar mistakes. I would really appreciate that.
So, I will post 2 to 3 chapters to see if it catches on. If it doesn't I will stop this story and just write another.
Edward POV.
I still don't know why she fell in love with him. It was still good the two of us? Mom and I were still a perfect match? Why did that idiot now intervene? If he thought he could ever replace my father, Charlie, he was wrong anyway. My father had died in a car chase when I was 10 years old. He was a detective and has come on the trail of the mafia. One day he found them and made together with his colleagues, a chase through the streets of New York. I still remember the moment that he went away for "issues" very clear. He went away and did not say why.
"Dring… Dring… Dring…", the phone rang. I picked up and the gentleman on the phone said he was a colleague of my father and asked if he could speak him. I called dad that there was someone on the phone for him. He took the phone and retreated into the hall to answer the call. This attracted our attention because otherwise dad never retreated for a phone call. Moments later he came back. "Hey honey, I've to go to the bureau because there are some papers I got to bring in order", my father said as he ruffled my hair something he only did when he was about to do something dangerous for his job. He had always been a terrible liar, which I inherited from him, and with him ruffling my hair, mom and I knew there was something very wrong. How much we insisted, he still wouldn't tell us what he was about to do. He left and mom and I saw at his face and how he said goodbye that something important and dangerous was about to happen.
The whole night we were terrified. Eventually someone rang at 3 am at the front door.We found this strange, because Dad had his keys anyway. Mom and I put on our dressing gowns and went to the front door. When Mom opened the front door and saw who was standing at the door, she fell faint. I looked at who was at the front door and saw the husbands of her two best friends who were also colleagues of dad. This did not bode well for we had agreed that if anything would happen to one of the three the other two would come to see his wife to tell what had happened.The two men who called Rick and Steve helped me carry mom into the living room. When she woke a little later, she burst into tears when she saw Rick and Steve. When she calmed down after ten minutes, Rick began to tell. "This evening the two of us, just like Charlie, got a call from the bureau with the message that we immediately had to come because we had some members of the mafia on the track. He said nothing against you because he didn't want to make you worry. On the bureau arrived everything was in turmoil: police van's lights were everywhere, everyone took his weapons, etc. A little later we went to Central Park in Manhattan. There began the chase. When the mafia members noticed that they were in hot water, they began shooting. Charlie was in the first car behind the car of the mafia and he also began shooting. After ahalf hour ride and shooting like mad they all disappeared. The two of us sat in the car behind Charlie and saw just when the car of the mafia escaped, Charlie's car driving into a tree. He was hit in his arm and could not drive anymore. The blow was him fatal. I'm so sorry Renee! We drove behind him and we could do nothing!"
At this time, Mom returned to cry. At 6 o'clock in the morning Rick and Steve had to back off to their women who were also agonized. I let them outside and when I returned to the living room, I saw that Mom had fallen asleep. I grabbed a blanket from the closet and put it on her and went to my room to get some sleep. There, I resolved that I had to keep strong for Mom. I could not help her if I let my own emotions run wild. Since then I kept my emotions to myself and I became very good at lying. Mom ran for three years as a zombie through the house. She only got outdoors to go to the store and to bring me to school. She could work from home through her laptop and so she hard her friends and I insisted, she wouldn't go outdoors. Until in one bright moment she realized that things have to continue, and gradually she seemed back to her normal self but she was never the same. A few weeks later she met Phil who made her happy again. I hate him but he made my mother happy, I could not get my heart to do so mean that he would go away. So I held myself in.
At that moment I realized that I already stood five minutes with my luggage for the trunk without doing anything. Mom came to me and asked, "You're sure, honey? You should not go if you do not want." I assured her that I did not mind (I could on my 17th really take care of myself) and loaded my suitcases into the trunk. Phil had decided that I had to go to a foster home because I was a capricious teenager en there I should learn manners. He just wanted me away so mom was only for him. He was just a possessive, dirty guy.
We went to the airport. Before I entered the building I looked back again. I would miss it here. Those wonderful drought here in Phoenix, Arizona. But mostly I was going to miss mom, she was everything to me. And now I had to leave her because Phil got it into his head to send me to the Cullens in Forks. When I stepped onto the plane, I saw among the people a beautiful girl sitting. Fate, of course, made me sit next to this gorgeous. The plane took off and I took my laptop out of my luggage to look at some pictures as the girl next to me took her Ipod. A few hours later I noticed that the girl was watching. I looked at her. She asked who were on the photos I was viewing. I told that it were my father, mother and I. "Wow," she said, "You looked pretty cute!" When she said that we both blushed. Moments later she asked: "What's your name?" "My name is Edward. And you? " " Bella "
We talked some more until the plane landed and we had to get out. We said goodbye and went our separate ways. When I took my luggage I went to the exit of the airport in Seattle. There before me were the Cullens. I already knew them a bit because Esmée, the mother, was a childhood friend of mom. I went to them and then I heard that beautiful voice again ...
So, what do you think? Is it good? Just tell me what you think and I will remeber when I write my next chapter. I will also try to respond all the reviews.
But, be nice, this is only my first fanfic.