DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight, or any of the characters, settings, etc. associated with it.
This story was originally written under the penname TopazJewel. I am the same person, I have just changed my penname and decided to rewrite the story completely.
BPOV 9 Years Old
My name is Isabella Swan and I am nine years old. You can call me Bella though. Isabella is way too formal.
I live with my daddy in Forks, Washington. My mom left us when I was only a baby because she didn't love us enough to stay. My dad, Charlie was, and still is, really sad about it, but we have each other and that's all that matters. We don't need some stupid lady who doesn't love us.
Some people think that growing up with just a dad is weird, but I love it. My dad is the best dad in the whole wide world and he works really hard to take care of me.
Also, because of him, I met my two best friends in the whole entire world, Edward Cullen and Emmett McCarty. Edward lives next door to me, and, even though I didn't like him at all when I first met him, I became friends with him because of Emmett, and he turned out to be pretty cool.
Right now I'm at Edward's house playing Clue with him and Emmett since it is raining outside.
We heard the phone ring, but Edward's mom, Esme, answered, so we kept playing the game. Soon she came into the living room where we were playing.
"Bella, honey that was your dad. He'd like for you to go home now please. He said it was important," she said, looking a little worried.
"Okay, Esme. I'll see you guys later," I said, turning to Edward and Emmett.
When I got home, I went straight to the living room, where Charlie always goes when he has something important to tell me.
When I walked into the room, I was shocked to see a woman sitting on the couch next to Charlie's chair. Nervous, I went and sat on my father's lap.
Now that I was closer to the strange woman, I recognized her from a picture Charlie had shown me. My mother.
"Bella, honey, you have to go and live with your mom for a little while. I've already packed up most of your things for you."
"What? Why?" I asked, beginning to tear up.
"Rene, can you leave us alone for a moment?"
"Yes Charlie, but make it fast. We have a flight to catch." My mother said.
Once she was out of the room, Charlie started talking, "Honey, I don't want you to go, but she's threatening to sue me, and your mother, well, she's famous, so she'll either be able to afford much better lawyers than me, or to bribe the judge to work in her favour. I have no choice. This way I can make sure you're kept out of the spotlight for the most part, and there's no court ruling giving your mother sole custody, so you can come back to me after your mother has gotten what she wants out of this. I'm not sure what it is, but I'm sure it has something to do with the public finding out she has a daughter and calling her a terrible mother. So I need you to be good for her so that she will let you come back to me sooner rather than later, okay?"
"Okay daddy. I love you."
"I love you too, baby girl. Don't ever forget that."
With that Charlie helped me finish packing up my belongings and load them into the moving van Rene had hired to bring it to her house in California.
With that, I made my way to the taxi so I could go to Rene's. I wasn't aware of it then, but my life was about to get a whole lot worse.