"Goodbye, Dad," I said, looking at Billy, as I slipped my stuff into the trunk of Bella's Ferrari. There weren't words to say how I was feeling right now. Wondering if I'd ever see my father again. My friends… maybe. The werewolves, anyway. The ones who hadn't imprinted yet. I would miss my life, but it would never be the same again, I could never be just average, and maybe, just maybe with the Cullens, I would have a chance for a new start. A better one.
"Really, son… don't go. You don't have to prove anything, or…" he looked at me pleadingly.
"Dad, you know I never wanted to stay in Washington. This is my chance to get out. Start over. Few people get a second chance. But I have one now."
My father looked at me solemnly, then nodded. Charlie put his hand on Billy's shoulder. I got into the passengers seat of the car, shutting the door behind me. On my father, my family, my childhood, and my past. Time for a new beginning.
Bella turned the keys into the ignition, then began driving. In the backseat, Renesmee was looking gleefully out of the window. I turned and did the same. I suppose the look on my face, and my sober aura, made Bella notice that I was wondering if I'd made the right choice. She put her hand on mine. "Are you going to be all right?" In the mirror I saw Renesmee turn and look at me with a wondering expression.
"I will be. What about you?"
"Same here. On to something new." We both smiled, making Renesmee grin gleefully, and then return to gazing out the window.
I looked the windshield at the horizon. A new start.