**This is not a new chapter. This is a revised Chapter 1. I had forgotten that I had given Kat's Mom a name but I later did not like it so I had to go back and change the name in this chapter. I apologize to anyone if this caused any confusing issues. The rest of the chapter is still the same.**
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"Uncle Charlie"
The words still echoed in my head as a prepared to board the plane that was going to take me to my new home for unknown time.
"You'll be living with your Uncle Charlie for awhile."
Still unable to sleep and fight with the temptation of running away, I began to realize that either way my destination was going to be Forks, Washington. The argument between my Mother and I didn't end to well, at least for my own sake. She won it out, and I was left feeling defeated and drained.
My Mother made her announcements about my life with Uncle Charlie around the time of my planning to spend a Spring break vacation a way with my only 2 friends in my life. The planning was coming to a good start. Mother had agreed at first as long as I promised separate rooms and no staying up late, more so that she even called the hotel manager to tell him to keep an eye on me. I felt like such a child having to live these endless rules. Although they have let up over the last few years, they still held me hostage to my own life.
My mother, Cheryl raised me on her own. She enforced endless rules as she has said it was for the best and to keep me alive. The rules didn't allow me to have very many friends, except for Alexis and Mary-Jane. We've been the 3 musketeers, as Alexis calls us since I was in 5th grade. They were very understanding and never questioned my reasons for not staying out later or having a sleepover. My father slipped out of the picture just after I turned 5 years old. I haven't seen or heard from him since. My Mother tried to tell me that he became selfish and wanted to allow my life to be unsupervised that she had no choice to make him leave before his antics became an influence to me. Apparently as a child I looked a great deal up to him. Sadly, since then much of my childhood would not be remembered. I suffered from amnesia when I was 8 years old. A group of kids from my neighborhood were playing a long side some big huge rocks and jumping off of them into some water. The game looked fun. My Mother endlessly fought against my ignorance, warning me not to jump. After being angry with her for making me come home early from Selina's birthday party I ignored her pleads and jumped. The way I landed was remarkable. I didn't have a scratch on me, nor any broken bones, but apparently I became a freak of nature to my audience and one little boy whacked me on my head, knocking me out. I woke up a week later in the hospital, not remembering much. Shortly after nightmares plagued my mind. It became more and more difficult to sleep. Often times I didn't sleep at all but I never once felt worn out and exhausted. Mother didn't seem too worried over my issues.
Being forced to board the plane to Seattle was difficult although I was sort of looking forward to the freedom from my Mother's clutches. Somehow she managed to still send a message to me reminding me of a small task I was to accomplish before her visit in July. I sighed, gave her a quick hug and boarded my plane, taking one last glance outside the window looking down at the dots; I came to realize my life is never going to be the same, ever.
The idea of living with Uncle Charlie was going to be interesting. Apparently my cousin Bella, who is close to the same age as I am had gotten married and is currently living just a few miles north of Forks with her husband, child and family. Details were never shared with me but at the same time I never shared much interest in them. Uncle Charlie also no longer lived in the house that I have in my memories. He moved to a reservation land called La Push living with his new wife, Sue Clearwater and her children, Seth and Leah.
I only spoke to Sue for a short period when I called to give her details of my flight. She was able to tell me a bit about the reservation and where my room was. Luckily I am able to get my own room despite how small the house was. She asked that I followed some rules they had but other than that I was free to come and go as long as I told them where I was going. Surprisingly she and my uncle did not tell me I had to be home before late. I had no curfew. That idea placed a small smile on my face away from the view of my Mother.
2 hours later my plane touched down in my new home area. Getting off the plane I quickly found my Uncle and his wife, Sue. They were not hard to spot thankfully. Charlie had sent me a picture from his wedding with my new family in it. He looked genuinely happy, more so than I saw him when my Aunt Renee had left him many years ago. I also noticed the kids in the background along with Bella and her new husband. In the letter included they described how life was for them during the time, which I could say was a happy time.
I walked up to my Uncle giving him and Sue a smile.
"Welcome to Forks Kat." Charlie spoke giving me a smile. I gave a smile back.
"Thank you" I replied.
"Are there anything else that you need dear?" Sue asked quietly. I shook my head. I only bought along 2 bags. Most of my possessions had to stay home. But I was glad to have my laptop and Ipod with me.
"No. This is it." I said pointing to the two bags that the attendants bought out.
Without much else said, bags were picked up and we were on our way.