I'm Yours

Nothing was making sense, like, for instance, why my mother lied to me about who my real father was. The guy that she was married to, Phil Dwyer, was a jerk, at least to me, anyways. I had no doubt that he loved my mother, anyone without eyes could see that. But, he just seemed to hate me, and I guess I now know why. Phil is not my father, my real father lives in a small town in Washington that goes by the name of Forks. Who would name a town after an eating utensil? It was way beyond me, and I wasn't even going to try and figure it out, I'd probably just get a headache while doing so.

Currently, I was with my mom at the Phoenix International Airport about to board a plane that would take me to my real father, Charlie Swan. I felt it was something I had to do, so after I found out I had immediately asked my mom for his information and then I called him. To say he was shocked when he found out he had a daughter was an understatement. He was taken by complete and total surprise, and then once he got over that he was excited and then I proceeded to make arrangements for me to go to Forks and stay with him, which only made him that much happier, which surprised me.

"Bella, I wish you would stay, the fact that Phil's not your father doesn't change anything, you know that right?" My mom, Renee, asked, looking a little tearful. I could feel the guilt pouring into me. How could I leave my mother and the only life that I had ever known? I told myself to suck it up. My mom and Phil needed some time alone, plus, I had this strange feeling that my mother was pregnant. But, I wasn't going to ask her, if she was, she'd tell me if she actually was on her own time. And, not only that, but I had to do this, if I didn't, I would always regret it. Okay, and I was just a tad bit curious.

"I know, Mom. But, I feel as though I have a part of me missing, and the only way to find it would be to meet Charlie." I told her, trying to reassure her, and maybe myself as well. I gave Renee a hug, which she returned, and then I got on the plane that would take me to Seattle and then I would fly a little plane up to Port Angeles where Charlie, and my brother and sister, which I was surprised that I had, would be waiting for me.

The flight to Washington wasn't all that eventful. The only interesting that happened on the whole flight was that some twenty-something year old couple got caught in the bathroom together. Which, wasn't really all that interesting, mind you, and I was glad to finally be able to step off of the final plane and into Port Angeles. Immediately I started looking for Charlie, I knew what he looked like, he sent me a picture through email. Spotting him off to the side with someone who I assumed to be his son, my brother, and a girl, who was his other daughter, my sister. I knew that they were twins, and I was suddenly struck with nerves.

Holy crow! What was I thinking? Coming here and deciding to live with my father, I should've started off with more phone calls, and emails, or something. It would have been a lot easier and lot less stressful. I began feeling bad, even though he assured me that I was way more than welcomed to his house, and he did look really excited.

"Hello, Bella." Charlie said, coming over and helping me with my baggage. He didn't seem as nervous as me, but you could kinda tell that he was. I gave him a small smile.

"Hi." I said a bit timidly, grabbing my messenger bag and throwing it over my shoulder, making sure that it was adjusted right.

My brother Jasper, whose name I had learned from Charlie, came up and gave me a hug, and a friendly smile. I was kinda surprised that he would just hug me like that, he didn't even know me! Besides knowing the fact that I'm his sister and he's my brother. "Hey, I'm Jasper." He said after letting me go and stepping back a bit, his sister, Rosalie rolled her eyes in an annoyed way at Jasper and stepped up to me, a little hesitantly. She looked like she would rather be anywhere but at the airport and I was once again nervous.

"Hey, I'm Bella." I said smiling, trying not to let the nerves that I was feeling show. I took a silent, deep breath. Standing next to Rosalie was kind of making me feel like a troll, she looked perfect in every single way.

"I'm Rosalie." Rosalie said in a kind of standoffish way. Great, not even with my family for ten minutes and my sister already hated me. Ah, well, I guess that meant that I must be doing something right.

"Nice to meet you." I said, quelling down my nerves. I saw that Charlie had gotten my stuff and I immediately went over to help him with one of my suitcases. I brought two of them with me. Since Phil was close to making it big in baseball, Renee had decided that we needed to go shopping for some winter clothes. I think it was her way of saying that she was going to miss me.

"Ready to go Bells?" Charlie asked me and I eagerly nodded. I hated airports, they were always just a little too crowded for my taste. I followed Charlie and my siblings to a Police Cruiser and put my suitcase in the trunk, Charlie putting my other one in right next to it. He shut the trunk and walked to the driver side. "So, Bella, are you excited for school tomorrow?" He asked me, as he buckled up and started the car. I was sitting in the back seat, next to Rosalie. Jasper was in the front.

"I guess. I'm kind of nervous." I confessed, looking out the window as we began driving towards Forks. I hated the feeling of being nervous, it wasn't something that I could completely ignore, though there was a little part of me (really little, mind you) that was excited at the prospect of going to a new school and meeting new people.

On our way to Charlie's house, the two guys were telling me all there was to know about Forks, and Port Angeles. Rosalie spoke only if it was absolutely necessary. I began chewing on my lip, a habit that I picked up a long time ago. I was trying to figure out why Rosalie didn't like me, and I guess I kind of knew why. I don't think she trusted me all that much, as if I was some form of threat to her or something, which was a dumb thought even unto itself.

"I think you'll like Alice. She's kind of energetic and bubbly, but she's fun. Though, I've got to warn you, she's obsessed with shopping and makeovers so, be prepared for anything in that department." Jasper told me, Alice Cullen was his girlfriend they've been dating since her and her family moved there their sophomore year.

"Thanks for the warning, make sure to point her out to me tomorrow so I'll know who to avoid." I told him, joking, of course. I was used to my mom always taking me shopping and trying to give me makeovers. Notice how I said trying, I never let her go through with them, preferring to wear only eyeliner, a touch of eye shadow (not all the time, though) and clear lip gloss. Though, I hardly wear the last two, I refuse to leave the house without eyeliner on.

"You'll know who she is without me having to point her out. But, don't be surprised if she's already at the house when we get there. I told her that you'd be coming and she most likely told her whole family. The Cullens and us have been friends since they moved here. So, they'll most likely be there when we get there." Jasper said, smiling. I nodded, at least I'd know a few others at school tomorrow.

Once we were finally there I saw five people standing by a black Mercedes, and talking to one another, rather animatedly. They looked up as they saw us approach.

"The tall blonde guy, that's Carlisle, he's a doctor at the hospital, one of the best there is. The woman standing next to him is Esme, his wife, she's an interior decorator slash architecture, and an excellent one at that. She remodeled the house for us after it caught on fire two years ago." Charlie explained as he stopped in the driveway. "Those are their kids, the tall burly one, that's Emmett, he may look a bit intimidating, but he's really just a big teddy bear. The bronzed haired one, that's Edward, the second oldest, he's a good kid. And then there's Alice." He told me as we all got out of the car.

I immediately went to the trunk to get my stuff, trying to overcome the sudden shyness that I was feeling right now. Charlie was right next to me, grabbing my dark blue suitcase as I grabbed my messenger bag, putting it over my shoulder, and my dark purple suitcase. We made our way over to the house, and the Cullen family followed us.

"Hello, you must be Bella. I'm Carlisle, it's nice to finally meet you. Charlie hasn't stopped talking about you since he found out about you." Carlisle said, a kind smile on his face and his hand outstretched. I shook it, and could tell almost instantly that I was going to get along with the Cullen family, which was weird, because I didn't really relate well to people. At all. The woman with caramel colored hair spoke next.

"I'm Esme, Carlisle's wife." She said, smiling as well. "And these are our kids. This one," she motioned to the big, burly one. "is Emmett, our oldest, this is Edward, our second oldest, and this is Alice, our youngest." She said, I smiled at all of them, glad that my stupid blush wasn't showing up like it usually did when I was feeling shy or embarrassed.

"It's nice to meet you all." I said, once again glad that my voice wasn't shaking. I usually didn't do well meeting new people, and was usually stuttering or as red as a tomato.

"Well, why don't we go inside, I want to show Bella where she's sleeping." Charlie said and we all congregated into the house, which was huge! I know that it was probably huge to me because my house in Phoenix was somewhat small and stuff, but still!

Charlie led me upstairs to what I presumed to be my room, while everyone else went into the living room, saying that they would wait until I was settled in. I kinda figured that they wanted to bombard me with questions and wasn't really looking forward to that part of the evening. Charlie and I walked into a bedroom on the far right of the hallway.

"This is your room, ever since I found out about you, I had Rose, Esme, and Alice help me get this ready. I hope you like it, and if you want, we can go to Seattle tomorrow and get you some things to decorate your room with. My treat." Charlie told me, a smile on his face. I looked at him, almost overwhelmed with emotion, I've never had someone offer to get me anything. Back in Phoenix I had to work for what I earned, which wasn't all that bad, but still. Finally I managed to shake my head.

"I can't let you do that. Mom sent me with some money anyways, so there's no need." I told him, blinking my eyes to get rid of the tears that were threatening to spill over. Charlie seemed to be embarrassed about my tears.

"Bella, I insist on it. Consider it a gift for all the birthdays and Christmases I've missed. I want to do it." He said, and I suddenly knew where I got my stubbornness from.

"Okay, but, I'm buying the big stuff, no arguments." I relented, not quite sure what big stuff I needed, but, I'm sure that I could afford it. My mom had said that she was going to send me some money every month, and even after I told her about a million times no, she wouldn't give in. So, maybe I got my stubbornness from her as well. Charlie nodded in agreement, probably figuring that that was the best deal he was getting. We put my stuff on the ground and then we went back downstairs, I'd put my stuff away after our guests left.