A/N: As we all know I don't a darn thing about this story except the idea and a few oc's. Hope you all like it and a special thanks to DeathDaisy. Even through her exams at school and she still made time to listen to me whining when I ran out of ideas…..
A/N2: As always I only own my ideas, my oc's and each and every recognizable scene belongs to Twilight and Secret Circle, both tv-series an the books.
Chapter 1 – Chance meetings
The reception hall was buzzing with people, but thankfully they were starting to leave. I was sitting on a stool at the large bar slowly nursing a fruit coctail called Vigin Mary regretting letting mom talk me into wearing stiletto high heels.
"Not happy for the couple?"
the bartender asked me before he placed a small bowl with popcorn next ro my drink. I shook my head
"I'm ecstatic for them. She's my mom after all"
I smiled politely wishing he'd leave me alone and go back to his job. Thankfully he complied to my mental request and left me finish my drink in silence. I love mom and Phil is a nice guy and I had made a decision.
Phil travels a lot for his job, he's a baseball player and his team was about to be promoted from the minor league to major so I had decided to move in with my father so the two could travel without worrying about me. Mom had offered to stay with me, time and time again while Phil travels but I could tell it pained her to do so. So I decided on leaving now. Not in a week as planned, but tonight and let them enjoy Napa Valley alone, like two newlyweds are supposed to.
I sighed again and finished my drink in one long sip. Then I headed back to my room in the hotel and shimmied out of the floor length baby green dress I had worn for the wedding and into the most comfortable pair of jeans I own and the simplest white top with my favorite sneakers. I added a light jacket and packed my suitcase. I heard mom giggle with Phil as they passed my door to get to their room and I called the groom to carry my suitcase to the car. We had driven from Phoenix earlier in the week and I had chosen to drive my own car instead of traveling with mom with Phil. Mom thought it was weird, Phil understood I needed my own space for the long drive.
I asked the clerk at the reception desk to give mom a letter the next day and got into my car. According to mapquest on my phone, Forks was fifteen hours of non-stop driving away. No way I'm gonna make it at once.
Strangely enough I did make it with only the occasional stop for gas and coffee!
I was on a crossroad outside Olympia when I saw a grey SUV parked with the trademark yellow triangle in front of it and a girl about my age muttering angrily and kicking her car. I stopped right behind it.
"Do you need any help?"
I asked cautiously. The road was deserted apart from us and it was 4.30am on a Sunday, if she is a crazy killer on the loose I'm dead.
"The damn thing stopped and won't start again"
She kicked the car again for good measure. I stood next to her
"I wish I knew anything about cars to help you"
"Why did you stop then?"
She snorted. She had huge bags under her eyes.
"I've been driving for hours and frankly it's far too scary to be alone right now"
I shivered as she did the same
"Did you call Triple E?"
"Yeah, they'll be here soon. I'm sorry I snapped, it's been a long week"
She apologized.
"It's alright, it's late and I'm sure you're tired. Do you mind if I wait with you? I'm pretty sure I'll fall asleep any minute now"
She yawned nodding.
"I'm Cassie"
"Bella"
We shook hands.
"so... what's wrong with the car?"
I asked her a few minutes later when the silence got to me
"Beats me. It started smoking and then died"
I turned to look at the smoking engine as she had popped the hood. it smelled burnt rubber and still had smoke coming off it. Charlie, my dad, had shown me the very basics of a car last year when he and mom bought me my car on my birthday, so I looked at the engine trying to see if anything came to mind, really wanted it to be fixed so we could both leave off this deserted road. Next to me Cassie was doing the same thing. Suddenly, right about when I felt hypnotized by staring at the car it stopped smoking at the engine worked.
both Cassie and I jumped back.
"what the?"
"maybe it needed to cool down?"
I offered meekly. Frankly the car engine that dies and comes back to life on its own its scary but everything is at almost five am after a long sleepless night. Cassie slammed the hook of the car closed and pulled her blond wavy hair in a ponytail.
"as long as it works till I get to my grandma, I'm good"
she joked.
"where does your grandmother live?"
"in a tiny dot on the map called chance harbor. Do you know it?"
I shook my head.
"I haven't been here for years and last time I flew in. Is it anywhere near Port Angeles?"
I asked remembering the slightly bigger town near forks. Cassie looked at the map she had laid on the now cool hood and beamed. I looked at her map over her shoulder.
"Yes! Looks like it's less than an inch away"
"Well I can tag along till we reach it but I'm going the other way after that."
I pointed to the tiny dot near PA that was Forks. It truly was on the other side of PA and Chance Harbor.
"as long as you can keep an eye on the car incase it goes caboom!"
she joked and i laughed along at the somewhat crappy joke.
"Let's go then"
I urged her and got in my Mini. I led her lead and roughly two hours later we parted ways while crossing Port Angeles. One hour after that and I was pulling outside the house I was born and haven't stepped foot in for the past ten years. I didn't take any moment to look at the house nostalgically like they do on movies and simply knocked on the door hard enough to break it and collapsed in the arms of the man that opened it moments later.
"Bells?"
"Goodnight dad"
