Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Or anything associated with it. That honor is Stephenie Meyer's.
Learning to Breathe
BPOV
I was lying on my back, soaking in as much sun as possible. Usually in Forks Washington, all you ever get is big raindrops covering every inch of the sky. A meadow that I accidentally stumbled upon was my favorite place to come to escape reality. It was like all my worries and all the stares of Charlie just washed off my back. Ever since I had gotten into that motor cycle accident, he was constantly hovering over me trying to protect me. But from what? I could not understand him at all anymore. Hell I was just learning about what he liked and didn't like. I honestly didn't know him at all. I didn't know anyone. A part of me went missing ever since that day in the field with Jacob. He told me the story when I woke up in a hospital bed freaking out because first, I didn't know where I was, and second I didn't know who he was. I let my mind wonder back to the memory of me opening my eyes for the first time.
Charlie just stared at me in my eyes. With agony in his, trying to find the right words.
"Who-who are you?" I said in a quiet tone.
"Bella hunny it's me Charlie, your Dad."
"I don't know you, why am I here?"
"I know everything seems a little out of place right now Bells, but if you just listen I can explain what happened to you. Are you up for that?"
"O-okay." I didn't even sound like me, I sounded like a scared little girl trying to understand.
He breathed in a deep breath and began the story.
"You are my daughter Isabella Swan. We live here in Forks Washington. Your mother Renee Lives in Jacksonville Florida with her new husband Phil. Your friend Jacob was teaching you how to ride a motorcycle in a field in La Push and he told me that you lost control of the bike and hit a tree. You flew through the air and hitting your head on a tree stump, which is why you do not remember anything. You lost your memories from your past."
I could tell that he was starting to worry because at that second I stopped breathing. Actually, I was hyperventilating and couldn't get the air into my lungs. Before I knew it, two nurses were coming in and checking on my Vital signs.
"Come down hunny, breathe…it's alright just keep breathing."
I lost control over my emotions and began crying hysterically into this strangers arms. At the same time, I felt safe and loved. It seemed like I cried for hours and hours, and the man who claimed to be my father just held me and kept on repeating it's going to be okay.
What was that? As my mind came back into reality, I saw something or someone in a distance. I've been coming to this meadow for 3 months now and not once had I seen an animal let alone anything or anyone else. My heart started to pound and I tried to focus my eyes into the deep black forest that surrounded me. Coming out of the forest I saw a boy, the most breathe taking thing that I have ever laid eyes on. In this moment, I went from being scared, to being interested on what he was doing here. He moved very cautiously with his hands out in front of him, holding them out as if he was surrendering something.
"I'm not going to hurt you."