The Ghost Whisperer

Chapter 1: Coming Back

Bella POV

I can't wait to see the reaction of my father when he sees that I am coming back sooner than he thought. I wonder if he will let me stay with him. I am about 10 minutes away from my father's house.

I hate that I had to leave him but it had to be done. I left when I realized I had a special ability. I couldn't deal with the looks my father would give me when I was out late and I was talking to the ghost. My mother already knew of my ability because she had it when she was younger.

I now know what she was talking to when she was in her room by herself. You see when I was little I would hear voices coming from my mother's room. I have never told anyone off my special ability except my mother and my best friend Dana who lives back in California where I used to live.

At first she didn't believe me but I also have the ability to make someone see the ghost I see. The way you can tell it is a ghost is because it has a faint line around them that people don't have. She then realized I was telling the truth. From then on we have never had as little as one secret.

That is the only special thing that I am proud of. I'm proud of it because I only see ghost who haven't fully went heaven or in my way crossed over yet. When ghost don't crossover it means they have some unfinished business or a burden.

I was brought out of my thoughts when a comfy homey feeling went through me. I scanned my eyes around and found first beach. I forgot my way around this place already. First beach is the only place I remember. Last time I was at First Beach was when I was only 7 years old. Wow! It has officially been 10 years.

I got out of the car and found some people on the beach. It wasn't really a surprise because it was a very sunny day which also wasn't a surprise because….. HELLO….. it's La Push were talking about. I parked my car and got out grabbing my purse. I slowly walked toward the people, they were sitting in beach chairs.

All of them were guys. Maybe I should go back to the car. I tapped the one with the dark brown hair on the shoulder.

"Um excuse me?" He turned around."Do you know a Charlie Swan?" He nodded. Finally I'm getting somewhere.

"I'll show you to his house." The other 2 guys stayed quiet.

"What is your name?" I asked.

"Matthew. What's yours?" I noticed he had dark brown hair with sea blue eyes and a piercing on his left ear. He had about 4 tattoos on his arms. I mean 4 a piece. Like on each arm. He was tall too. About 6' 2'' to be exact. He looked like he had strong muscles. His 6 pack was what had me staring.

"My real name is Isabella but just call me Bella." I introduced, he shook my hand.

"Hey guys I'll be right back." He walked to my car and opened the passenger door for me. I got in and he got in his side. In minutes we were off.

Soon I started to see the little brick cottage. The car halted to a stop. I heard the car door shut. My door opened and when I got out it closed.

"Bella I will see you later." Matthew waved at me then he turned and walked back toward the beach.

"Wait!" I called after him. He turned. "Do you go to La Push high?"

"Yeh!" He called back.

"See you Monday." I yelled and turned back toward the door. I walked on to the doorstep. By the time I got to the door I was scared. My hands started sweating and I was shaking. I calmed myself down and found the courage within. It reminded me of the lion in the Wizard of Oz who wanted courage.

I nervously rapped on the door. The door opened and I looked up to find my father.

"Bella?" He whispered.

"Yea dad it's me." I smiled. "I'm back."